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)

Date: 1724

Shafts more subtile, may be darted from the Eye and "Thro' softer Hearts with silent Conquest fly"

— Ramsay, Allan (1684-1758)

Date: 1724, 1755

Rust may "fair endowments hide"

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1724, 1755

Unemployed wit stagnates like standing waters

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1724, 1755

The mind is a soil that must be cultivated; left fallow "an hateful crop succeeds"

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1724, 1755

Reason's view is finite

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1724, 1755

Wit may be refined by reason to disengage metal from the mine [of the mind]

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1724

"For Nature by fix'd Laws has wisely join'd / The bright Ideas of the conscious Mind / To Motions of the liquid spirit'ous Train, / Thro' previous Traces of the humid Brain; / These, when the Soul by drowsy Sleep oppress'd / Into her private Cell retires to Rest, / Thro' beaten Paths their wand'r...

— Needler, Henry (1690-1718); Duncombe, William (1690-1769)

Date: 1725

A "longing mind" may be racked with cares brought before the eyes.

— Glanvil, John (1664-1735)