Date: 1731

"Proud of Dominion, yet enslav'd to Fear, / Kings who love Blood, thro' one long Tempest steer, / While the calm Monarch, who with Smiles controuls, / Roots his safe Empire, and is King of Souls."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"'Tis true, my Favourite has betray'd me, basely; / But he was first, himself, betray'd by Love; / That Tyrant of the Heart, more King than I, / Ranks Monarchs with his Slaves."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"I will strive / To check this rising Passion; and forget / That she who charms me thus is in my Power, / Till I can bend that Pow'r, to Reason's Rule."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1734, 1753

"Man, the deceiver, veils his cruel art, / And skreens himself within th' attempted heart; / There, to ungen'rous empire, climbs, e'er long, / Help'd by the confidence he means to wrong."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)