Date: 1710

Honour is a "Maggot that infects the giddy Brains / Of Cowards, Foold, rich Knaves, and Curtizans"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

London ladies are "All looking upwards, aiming with their Darts / To wound the Rich, and conquer wealthy Hearts"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"What stingy Avarice invades thy Mind?"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Gold such Patience can inspire, / And so debase the Soul of Man,"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Thy dying Words shall melt my stony Breast, / And pierce my weeping Soul whilst thou art blest"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"Never from my repenting Thoughts depart, / But stand, like Brass, imprinted in my Heart."

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"I took thee for a Saint, but find, alas! / Thy Heart is Iron, and thy Face is Brass;"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1710

"My design is to speak of no other kind of LOVE but that which Beauty begets in the Appetite, and of those various Storms and Emotions it raiseth both in the Soul and Body."

— Tipper, John (1663–1713)

Date: 1710

"But LOVE slides in so secretly, that it is impossible to observe its Entry or its Progress; like a mask’d Enemy, it advanceth and seizeth all parts of the Soul, before it is discovered: When there is no means to be found to get him out, then he triumphs, and Wisdom and Reason must become his Sla...

— Tipper, John (1663–1713)

Date: 1780?

"Lust is the unbridled Horse of the Soul that has thrown its Rider."

— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)