Date: June 1, 1732

"Oh! give me way, come all you Furies, come, / Lodge in th'unfurnish'd Chambers of my Heart, / My Heart which never shall be let again / To any Guest but endless Misery, / Never shall have a Bill upon it more."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Ha! Distraction wild / Begins to wanton in my unhing'd Brain: / Methinks I'm mad, mad as a wild March Hare; / My muddy Brain is addled like an Egg, / My Teeth, like Magpies, chatter in my Head; / My reeling Head! which akes like any mad."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1735

"Love is a little, sly, designing Knave, / And meanly steals his Conquests o'er our Minds"

— Hildebrand, Jacob (1692/3-1739)

Date: 1735

Reason may be "lull'd to Sleep by Idleness"

— Hildebrand, Jacob (1692/3-1739)

Date: 1739

"Ask ye what Law their conq'ring Cause confess'd? / Great Nature's Law, the Law within the Breast, / Form'd by no Art, and to no Sect confin'd, / But stamp'd by Heav'n upon th' unletter'd Mind."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"By Personal Freedom I mean that State resulting from Virtue; or Reason ruling in the Breast superior to Appetite and Passion."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"Base Fear, the Laziness of Lust, gross Appetites, / These are the Ladders, and the groveling Footstool, / From whence the Tyrant rises on our Wrongs, / Secure and scepter'd in the Soul's Servility."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"No---in the deep and deadly Damp of Dungeons / The Soul can rear her Sceptre, smile in Anguish, / And triumph o'er Oppression."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"Ye Angels speak! / For ye alone are like her; or present / Such Visions pictur'd to the nightly Eye / Of Fancy trans'd in Bliss."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"How poor thy Pow'r, how empty is thy Happiness, / When such a Wretch, as I appear to be, / Can ride thy Temper, harrow up thy Form, / And stretch thy Soul upon the Rack of Passion."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)