Date: 1727

"[T]umultuous Whims to Faction prone" may justle "Monarch Reason from her Throne"

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

A "little Loves" empire over swains' Hearts may be frail until Miranda crowns the Triumphs

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

"The Wretch is indigent and poor, / Who brooding sits o'er his ill-gotten Store; / Trembling with Guilt, and haunted by his Sin, / He feels the rigid Judge within"

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

"Death from this coarse Alloy refines the Mind."

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

"Ned cou'd not well digest this Change, / Forc'd in the World at large to range; / With Babel's Monarch turn'd to grass, / Wou'd it not break an Heart of Brass?"

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

"Numps was rough, / No Heart of Oak was half so tough, / And true as Steel"

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: March 13, 1727

"Must these like empty shadows pass, / Or forms reflected from a glass? / Or mere chimeras in the mind, / That fly, and leave no marks behind?"

— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)

Date: March 13, 1727

"And is not virtue in mankind / The nutriment that feeds the mind; / Upheld by each good action past, / And still continued by the last?"

— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)

Date: 1727

"Be husht ye Winds, be still ye Seas, / Ye Billows sleep at ease, / And in your rocky Caverns rest, / Let all be Calm as the Great Hero's Breast."

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1727

In the great hero's breast "no unruly Passions reign, / Nor servile Fear, nor proud Disdain, / Each wilder Lust is banish'd hence, / Where gentle Love presides, and mild Benevolence."

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)