Date: 1714

"Thy cruel Scorn had stung me to the Heart, / And set my burning Bosom all in Flames."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1705, 1714, 1732

"Good Manners have nothing to do with Virtue or Religion; instead of extinguishing, they rather inflame the Passions"

— Mandeville, Bernard (bap. 1670, d. 1733)

Date: 1705, 1714, 1732

"A vicious young Fellow, after having been an Hour or two at Church, a Ball, or any other Assembly, where there is a great parcel of handsome Women dress'd to the best Advantage, will have his Imagination more fired than if he had the same time been Poling at Guildhall, or walking in the Country ...

— Mandeville, Bernard (bap. 1670, d. 1733)

Date: 1715

There may be "one Spark of Pity left behind / To form the least Impression on your Mind"

— Brown, Thomas (bap. 1663, d. 1704)

Date: 1715

"Let thy Heart kindle with the highest Hopes, / Expand thy Bosom, let thy Soul inlarg'd, / Make Room to entertain the coming Glory, / For Majesty and Purple Greatness court thee, / Homage and low Subjection wait."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Yes, my lov'd Lord, my Soul is mov'd, like Thine, / At ev'ry Danger which Invades our England; / My cold Heart kindles at the great Occasion, / And could be more than Man, in her Defence."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Ev'ry mad Passion kindles up again, / Love, Rage, Despair--and yet I will be Master."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Some Flame uncommon kindles up his Soul, / And flashes forth impetuous at his Eyes."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"THEN as to Correction, the Heart being hardned, as before, by Opinion and Practice, and especially in a Belief that he ought not to be corrected, the Rod of Correction has a different Effect; for as the Blow of a Stripe makes an Impression on the Heart of a Child, as stamping a Seal does upon th...

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)

Date: 1715-1720

"'Tis however remarkable that his Fancy, which is every where vigorous, is not discover'd immediately at the beginning of his Poem in its fullest Splendor: It grows in the Progress both upon himself and others, and becomes on Fire like a Chariot-Wheel, by its own Rapidity."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)