Date: 1719

"My soul is like a wilderness, / Where beasts of midnight howl; / There the sad raven finds her place, / And there the screaming owl."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1719

"Hard was his Heart, inclos'd in Folds of Brass, / Who in a feeble Bark first boldly try'd / The Watry Path and Region of the Seas, /And adverse Winds and swelling Waves defy'd"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

Date: 1718, 1719

"Fancy not Reason rules our wayward Mind"

— Pack, Richardson (1682-1742)

Date: 1718, 1719

"When young, Unskilful of the World's false Arts, / Careless w'unlock to ev'ry Guest our Hearts"

— Pack, Richardson (1682-1742)

Date: 1718, 1719

When young "Careless w'unlock to ev'ry Guest our Hearts"

— Pack, Richardson (1682-1742)

Date: w. 1714, 1719, 1728

"While Hood-wink'd Ignorance her Reign resign'd, / Reason resum'd her Empire o'er the Mind"

— Sewell, George (1690-1726)

Date: 1720

"Poetry is called the image of the mind, / In mine my soul and body both are joined."

— Sansom, Martha [née Fowke] (1690-1736)

Date: 1720

The eyes speak the mind's "the lover's mind"

— Sansom, Martha [née Fowke] (1690-1736)

Date: 1720

"Large is my forehead made, not wond'rous fair, / But room enough for all the Muses there."

— Sansom, Martha [née Fowke] (1690-1736)

Date: 1720

"Ah! Wissin, had thy Art been so refin'd, / As with their Beauty to have drawn their Mind."

— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)