Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
"Thus, led by what delusive Fame imparts, / We think thy [Modesty's] Throne's erected in their Hearts; / But w'are deceiv'd, as all our Fathers were, / For if thou Art at all, 'tis sure thou art not there."
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
A woman's heart is a "black Mansion" in which nothing resides "But Spite, Contention, Luxury, and Pride"
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
"At length from Love's vile Slave'ry I am free, / And have regain'd my Ancient Liberty: / I've shook the Chains off which my Bondage wrought, / Am free as Air, and unconfin'd as Thought."
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
"I've Banish'd Her for ever from my Breast, / Banish'd the Proud Invader of my Rest, / Banish'd the Tyrant Author of my Woes, / That robb'd my Soul of all it's Sweet Repose."
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
"The Whining Curse I've rooted from my Mind, / And with it, all Regard of Womankind."
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1682, 1683, 1709
"His Love's the very Bird-lime of his Brain, / And pulls some Part away with every Strain."
preview | full record— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)
Date: 1713, 1729
"Scarce had we pass'd six Bumpers round, / When lo! by wond'rous Pow'r, I found / My Reason had assum'd its Throne, / And all the Fumes of Love were gone."
preview | full record— Carey, Henry (1687-1743)
Date: 1714, 1735
" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"
preview | full record— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)
Date: 1714, 1735
"Alas! 'tis so--'tis fix'd the secret Dart; / I feel the Tyrant [Love] ravaging my Heart."
preview | full record— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)
Date: 1717
"Her Empire o'er my Soul each Moment grew; / Her Charms appear'd more numerous and new: / Fonder each Hour my tender Heart became, / And ev'ry Look fann'd and increas'd my Flame."
preview | full record— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)