Date: 1731

"Proud of Dominion, yet enslav'd to Fear, / Kings who love Blood, thro' one long Tempest steer, / While the calm Monarch, who with Smiles controuls, / Roots his safe Empire, and is King of Souls."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1733-4

"As fruits ungrateful to the planter's care / On savage stocks inserted learn to bear; / The surest Virtues thus from Passions shoot, / Wild Nature's vigor working at the root."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1734

"While Gold will make their Minds to bow, / As Fire doe's green Wood, any how."

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

Date: 1734

"Grant but as many sorts of mind, as Moss."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1734

"Tis Education forms the vulgar mind: / Just as the Twig is bent, the Tree's inclin'd."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733-4

"Th' Eternal Art educing good from ill, / Grafts on this Passion our best principle: / 'Tis thus the Mercury of Man is fix'd, / Strong grows the Virtue with his nature mix'd."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1735

"And if such dormant Reason bears no fruit, / Dead in the branch, tho' real at the root, / Defect and actual Ignorance are one,"

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"Thro' the dark Void ev'n gleams of Truth can shoot, / And love of Liberty upheave at root."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"No more the tender seeds unquicken'd lie, / But stretch their form and wait for wings to fly."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"That Thought romantic Memory detains / In unknown cells and in aereal chains; / Imagination thence her flow'rs translates, / And Fancy emulous of God, creates."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)