Date: 1753, 1770

"Tho' liv'd he now he might appeal with scorn / To Lords, Knights, 'Squires and Doctors, yet unborn; / Or justly mad to Moloch's burning fane / Devote the choicest children of his brain."

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: April 1761

"What the grave triflers on this busy scene, / When they make use of this word Reason, mean, / I know not; but according to my plan, / 'Tis Lord Chief-Justice in the court of man"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1767

"Though arm'd with iron breast, and heart of steel, / Who slew the lion fell, lov'd Hylas fair, / Young Hylas graceful with his curling hair"

— Fawkes, Francis (1720-1777); Theocritus (3rd. Century. B.C.)

Date: 1767

"E'er since my tortur'd mind has known no rest; / Peace is become a stranger to my breast:"

— Fawkes, Francis (1720-1777); Theocritus (3rd. Century. B.C.)

Date: 1791

"Hail to each ancient sacred shade / Of those, who gave the Muses aid, / Skill'd verse mysterious to unfold, / And set each brilliant thought in gold."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1794

"No--long they lived great nature to explore, / Their minds enriching with poetic store."

— Pointon, Priscilla [AKA Priscilla Pickering] (c. 1740-1801)

Date: February 19, 1798

"Whether material substance unrefined, / Owns the strong impulse of instinctive mind, / Which to one centre points diverging lines, / Confounds, refracts, invig'rates, and combines?"

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)