Date: 1710

"What stingy Avarice invades thy Mind?"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Gold such Patience can inspire, / And so debase the Soul of Man,"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Thy dying Words shall melt my stony Breast, / And pierce my weeping Soul whilst thou art blest"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Never from my repenting Thoughts depart, / But stand, like Brass, imprinted in my Heart."

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"I took thee for a Saint, but find, alas! / Thy Heart is Iron, and thy Face is Brass;"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1722

"No Man can boast a God-like Mind, / From that Infernal Dross refin'd; / By Nature all are Base"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1722

"Furnish'd with nothing but a faithless Breast, / Where only filthy Lusts and Passions dwell, Like Dirt and Cobwebs in a Hermet's Cell."

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1732, 1736

Reason may over-rule fancy

— Granville, George, Baron Lansdowne (1666-1735)

Date: 1737

"'Cou'd your Eyes penetrate my naked Breast, / 'There you might read these Characters engrav'd, / 'That, by your Virtues I am bound! inslav'd!"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

Date: 1741

"Says Body to Mind, ''Tis amazing to see, / We're so nearly related yet never agree, / But lead a most wrangling strange sort of life, / As great plagues to each other as husband and wife.'"

— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)