Date: February 22, 1723

"Let not your heart, / Where late her beauteous image was inshrin'd, / Be now immur'd with marble from her pray'r!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

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: 1731

"How shall I move, in this dark Maze of Passion!"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

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: 1739

"I know thou hast a serpentizing Genius, / Can'st wind the subtlest Mazes of the Soul, / And trace her Wand'rings to the Source of Action."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"Thus, thus to be driven out from my own Breast! / To have no Shed, no shelt'ring Nook at Home / To take Reflection in!"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1745

"Off! Traitors! off! or my distracted Soul / Will burst indignant from this Jail of Nature! / To where she beckons yonder."

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757

"They little know mankind / Who doubt its [flattery's] operation: 'tis my key, / And opes the wicket of the human heart."

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: 1759

"Oh! thou art ever faithful--on thy lips / Sits pensive silence, with her hallow'd finger / Guarding the pure recesses of thy mind."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1761

"While Frugi liv'd / Thy sorrows kept possession of my heart, / And Love receded from the stronger guest; / Now his dear image rises to my view / So piteously array'd, with such a train / Of tender thoughts assails this shatter'd frame, / That Reason quits her fort, and flies before, / To the las...

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)