Date: 1722

"And yet, whate'er I do, my Hopes are blasted. / That this fierce Combat in my Heart were over!"

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

Date: 1723, 1740

"The strong Impression / May break my Heart, but shall not bend my Mind."

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: 1723, 1740

"Our Tears and Grief will soften their hard Hearts, / Fit to receive Impression from our Words."

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: February 22, 1723

"But o'er intrigues whatever planet reigns, / And fires to Bedlam-rage a lover's brains; / One honey-moon's sufficient to restore 'em / From wild impertinence, to cool decorum."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Yes, and Cæsar sat / Pensive and silent; in his anxious breast / Perhaps revolving that of all his train, / Who proudly wanton in his mounted rays, / Gay flutt'ring insects of a summer-noon, / How few wou'd bear the wintry storms of fate!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"For Mariamne with superior charms / Triumphs o'er reason; in her look she bears / A paradise of ever-blooming sweets: / Fair as the first idea beauty prints / On the young lover's soul: a winning grace / Guides every gesture, and obsequious Love / Attends on all her steps; for, majesty / Streams...

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"For 'tis th' infirmity of noblest minds, / When ruffled with an unexpected woe, / To speak what settled prudence wou'd conceal: / As the vex'd ocean working in a storm, / Oft brings to light the wrecks which long lay calm, / In the dark bosom of the secret deep."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"If your ill-judging choice mis-lead your heart, / To meet his passion with an equal flame"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"If a single thought / Were tinctur'd with disloyalty, this hand / Shou'd pierce my heart to drive the rebel out."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"No, my dear Roman! nothing can deface / Thy image from thy virgin-widow's breast; / Th' inviolable band of strong desire / Shall ever join our souls!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)