Date: 1696

"I told you, Sir, I shou'd appear a Riddle to you: But if my Heart will give me leave, I'le now unloose your fetter'd Apprehension."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"For hitherto my Soul has been enslav'd to loose Desires, to vain deluding Follies, and shadows of substantial bliss: but now I wake with joy to find my Rapture Real."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"Can Fancy be a surer Guide to Happiness than Reason?"

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"'Twas heedless Fancy first, that made me stray, / But Reason now breaks forth, and lights me on my way."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"Rebellious Reason, talk no more, / Of all my Slaves, I thee abhor."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"Hark! how the Warlike Notes inspire / In ev'ry Breast a glowing Fire."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"Long since alas! the airy Vision's fled, / And I with wandring Flames my Passion feed."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1696

"Tho' she be / A Slave, her Mind is free, and shou'd consent."

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)

Date: 1696

"Nay, then it must be she: it is Imoinda: My Heart confesses her, and leaps for joy, / To welcome her to her own Empire here."

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)

Date: 1704

"Erect your schemes with as much method and skill as you please; yet, if the materials be nothing but dirt, spun out of your own entrails (the guts of modern brains), the edifice will conclude at last in a cobweb; the duration of which, like that of other spiders’ webs, may be imputed to their be...

— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)