Date: 1723

"For, trust me, Love (that Inmate of the Mind) / Is very much mistaken by Mankind / For which too often is misunderstood / The sudden Rage and Madness of the Blood."

— Amhurst, Nicholas (1697-1742)

Date: 1723

"And now his Spirits by the Impulse move / Of the new Guest [Love], while soft unpractis'd Pains / Throb in his Breast and thrill along his Veins."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1724

"yet the soul, / Like a soft babe, inur'd to foolish fondness, / Is hard to wean from wailing."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"My thoughts are furies all!--and turn upon me! / I feel their whips!--They lash me with remorse! / My brain grows hot!--Hell glows in my mad bosom!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1725

In composition " Where chance presides, all objects wildly join'd, / Crowd on the reader, and distract his mind; / From theme to theme unwilling is he tost, / And in the dark variety is lost"

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1725

"A glorious train of images may find, / Preventing hope, and crowding on the mind."

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1727

"Adieu fond Hopes, fantastick Cares, / Ye killing Joys, ye pleasing Pains, / My Soul for better Guests prepares, / Reason restor'd, and Virtue reigns."

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: w. 1718, 1727

"Methinks as thrown upon some Fairy Land, / Amaz'd we know not how, nor where we stand; / While tripping Phantoms to the Sight advance, / And gay Ideas lead the mazy Dance."

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1729

"O man! thy fabric's like a well-form'd state; / Thy thoughts, first-rank'd, were sure design'd the great!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1729

"Passions plebeians are, which faction raise; / Wine, like pour'd oil, excites the raging blaze: / Then giddy anarchy's rude triumphs rise: / Then sov'reign reason from her empire flies."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)