Date: 1737

"As pliant Wax each new Impression takes, / Fixt to no Form, but still the Old forsakes, / Yet is the same: so Souls the same abide, / Tho' various Figures their Reception hide."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"As in the greater World, aspiring Flame, / Earth, Water, Air, make the material Frame: / And thro' the Members a commanding Soul / Infus'd, directs the Motion of the Whole: / So 'tis in Man, the lesser World: the Case / Is Clay, unactive, and an earthly Mass: / But the Blood's Streams the ruli...

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"Oak was his Heart, his Breast with Steel / Thrice mail'd, that first the brittle Keel / Committed to the murd'rous Deep."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: w. 1737, published 1738

"A Voice there is, that whispers in my ear, / ('Tis Reason's voice, which sometimes one can hear)."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. 1737, published 1738

"Long, as to him who works for debt, the Day; / Long as the Night to her whose love's away; / Long as the Year's dull circle seems to run, / When the brisk Minor pants for twenty-one; / So slow th' unprofitable Moments roll, / That lock up all the Functions of my soul; / That keep me from Myself;...

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1739

"Yes, Speech is Animi Index, & Speculum; 'tis the Interpreter of the Heart, 'tis the Image of the Soul."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

Date: 1739

Speech is "a Mirror that plainly represents to us the most hidden Secrets of us Individuals."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

Date: 1739

"Oh! Lack-a-day, I have Don John at Finger's ends, and know your Heart to be the greatest Rambler in the World; 'tis pleas'd to run from Chains to Chains, and never loves to rest in one Place."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

Date: 1727, 1739

"That Bosom, where thy Image dwells!"

— Broome, William (1689-1745); Hesiod

Date: 1739

"Thy wounds upon my heart impress, / Nor [a]ught shall the loved stamp efface"

— Wesley, John and Charles