Date: 1724

"Revenge, remorse, and love divide my soul, / Like three wild streams that rush against each other!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1728

"When Love in an impetuous Torrent flows, / How vainly Reason would its Force oppose; / Hurl'd down the Stream, like Flowers before the Wind, / She leaves to Love, the Empire of the Mind."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1728

"Though my Heart were as frozen as Ice, / At his Flame 'twould have melted away."

— Gay, John (1685-1732)

Date: 1731

"Passion's Tide / Bears him a-slant, and must, a while, have Way."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"Rage and Despair have broke upon my Soul, / And wash'd away all Patience."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"To Night he means, when Triumph's weary Noise / Is hush'd in Darkness, and my Mind, unbent, / Has room for mighty Pleasure, to surprize me; / To pour upon my unexpecting Soul / A Tide of Gladness."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"Cruelly kind, press inward, on my Heart; / But fright not Reason, cling not to my Thought, / Blot, blot Remembrance out, strike Home, at Life, / Pour, all at once, Oblivion on my Soul, / And quench me, into Quiet."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1739

"Faint is the lesson reason's rules impart: / [Drama] pours it strong and instant through the heart"

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: 1745

"For the fair Peace, / The tender Joys of Hymeneal Love, / May Jealousy awak'd, and fell Remorse, / Pour all their fiercest Venom thro' his Breast!"

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: 1745

"O how I could reproach Thee, Sigismunda! / Pour out my injur'd Soul in just Complaints!"

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)