Date: 1704

"Mean while Medea, seiz'd with fierce Desire, / By Reason strives to quench the raging Fire; / But strives in vain!"

— Tate, Nahum (c. 1652-1715)

Date: 1704

"Wretch, from thy Virgin-Breast this Flame expel, / And soon--Oh cou'd I, all wou'd then be well!"

— Tate, Nahum (c. 1652-1715)

Date: 1704

"But Love, resistless Love my Soul invades; / Discretion this, Affection that perswades."

— Tate, Nahum (c. 1652-1715)

Date: 1704, 1715

"A glitt'ring Spark the rash Prometheus stole, / And fondly stampt into a Soul"

— Brown, Thomas (bap. 1663, d. 1704)

Date: 1704, 1715

"His fearless Heart immur'd with tripple Brass. / The daring Mortal surely wore"

— Brown, Thomas (bap. 1663, d. 1704)

Date: 1706

"But FANCY, that unease Guest / Still holds a Lodging in our Beast; / She finds or frames Vexations still, / Her self the greatest Plague we feel."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1706 [1707]

"The Man that's Resolute and Just, / Firm to his Principles and Trust, / Nor Hopes, nor Fears can blind; / No Passions his Designs controll, / Not Love, that Tyrant of the Soul, / Can shake his steddy Mind."

— Walsh, William (bap. 1662, d. 1708)

Date: 1706

"There glides the moon her shining way, / And shoots my heart thro' with a silver ray."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1707, 1710

"So can the pow'rful Grape our Reason cheat, / And o'er our giddy Fancy reign."

— Cobb, Samuel (bap. 1675, d. 1713)

Date: 1707, 1710

"But now I come to cure my fond Disease; / This Steel thy flinty Breast will surely please."

— Cobb, Samuel (bap. 1675, d. 1713)