Date: 1724

"All my fierce passions rise with that reflection, / Inward they rage--a winding train takes fire, / The flashy blaze runs swift thro' ev'ry vein, / And my brain splits with agony!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"When honour lights up love, / Th' illumin'd soul burns lambent with a flame, / Pure as the hallow'd altars--Such my hope!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"I not upbraid your love, but your wild passions, / Which wou'd, like envious shades, eclipse those beauties, / That else, with justice, sure, must charm mankind!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"My passions war--and thought opposing thought, / Shakes my whole frame, till I am mad with doubting."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"My flame revives!--each fit comes stronger on me! / Varying convulsions torture every nerve! / I love! I rage!--hate--fear--and love again! / And burn, and die with a whole war of passions!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"My thoughts are furies all!--and turn upon me! / I feel their whips!--They lash me with remorse! / My brain grows hot!--Hell glows in my mad bosom!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"Revenge, remorse, and love divide my soul, / Like three wild streams that rush against each other!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"This cold clay cottage is but the soul's prison, / And death, at worst, is but a surly friend, / Who conquers to give liberty."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"Ha!--what a shoot was there!--my blood boils in me! / Flames wind about my breast--my brain burns red, / And my eyes swim in a blue sea of sulphur!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"What a slave is man, when passion masters him?"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)