Date: 1744, 1753

"But this Agreement of Orgueil and his Wife, to bury Camilla's Father with Decency, by the Pleasure it gave her, renewed David's former Blindness, again enslaved his Mind to Orgueil, and fixed his Chain as strong as ever."

— Fielding, Sarah (1710-1768)

Date: 1744, 1753

"Thus my fancied Friends became my Plagues, and my real ones, by their Sufferings, tore up my Heart by the Roots, and frightened me into the bearing the insolent Persecutions of the others--I found my Mind in such Chains as are much worse than any Slavery of the Body."

— Fielding, Sarah (1710-1768)

Date: 1757

"Shall ev'ry blockhead think his mind, / Like yours, the mirrour of mankind?"

— Boyce, Samuel (d. 1775)

Date: 1757

"Oh, son of genius! Friend of art! / Garrick, thou monarch of the heart!"

— Boyce, Samuel (d. 1775)

Date: 1758

"In heav'nly glories dress thy soul within."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"My mourning heart is melted in my frame / As wax dissolving runs before a flame"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"While in your hearts the flames of love may burn, / To dress the vault, like lamps in sacred urn."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: March 1763, 1774

"While with the motion of the pen, / Method pops in and out agen, / So, as I said, I thought it better, / To set me down and think a letter, / And without any more ado, / Seal up my mind, and send it you."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: 1765

"In Christ, his work and word / I trust, why should ye say, / That like a tim'rous bird / My soul must wing her way, / And flee from those, whose deadly skill / At worst can but the body kill?"

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1765

"In Christ, his work and word / I trust, why should ye say, / That like a tim'rous bird / My soul must wing her way, / And flee from those, whose deadly skill / At worst can but the body kill?"

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)