Date: 1745

"Then tell me, is your soul intire? / Does wisdom calmly hold her throne? / Then can you question each desire, / Bid this remain, and that begone?"

— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)

Date: 1745

"Too much my heart of Beauty's power hath known, / Too long to Love hath reason left her throne; / Too long my genius mourn'd his myrtle chain, / And three rich years of youth consum'd in vain."

— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)

Date: 1745

"New to each hour what low delight succeeds, / What precious furniture of hearts and heads!"

— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)

Date: 1753

"But their Hearts were steel'd by Custom."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"He combats Passion, rooted in the Soul, / Whose Powers at once delight ye and controul; / Whose Magic Bondage each lost Slave enjoys, / Nor wishes Freedom, tho' the Spell destroys."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"Ye Slaves of Passion, and ye Dupes of Chance, / Wake all your Pow'rs from this destructive Trance!"

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"Cards were at first for Benefits design'd, / Sent to amuse, and not enslave the Mind."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"Afflictions such as hers are prying, and lend those Eyes that read the Soul."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"But Memory will be busy; still crouding on my Thoughts, to sour the Present by the Past."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)

Date: 1753

"A thousand Fiends were in that Bosom, and all let loose to tempt me--I had resisted else."

— Moore, Edward (1712-1757)