Date: w. 1757, 1758

"What Briton wears a heart, steel'd to the touch / Of gentle Pity? "

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1758

"COME, Epictetus, arm my breast / With thy impenetrable steel, / No more the wounds of grief to feel, / Nor mourn, by others' woes deprest."

— Mulso [later Chapone], Hester (1727-1801)

Date: 1758

"Check not the flow of sweet fraternal love, / By Heav'n's high King in bounty giv'n, / Thy stubborn heart to soften and improve, / Thy earth-clad spirit to refine, / And gradual raise to love divine, / And wing its soaring flight to Heav'n!"

— Mulso [later Chapone], Hester (1727-1801)

Date: 1759

"Our suffering souls like gold refine, / And whiten us in blood Divine."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1761

"Ye Pow'rs above my Breast with courage steel, / That when the Hour arrives, I may not feel / A Mother's weakness melting this sad Heart"

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1762-3

"Vainly thy precepts are address'd / Where Virtue steels the steady breast."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762

"Pure from th' eternal Source of Being came / That Ray divine that lights the human Frame: / Yet oft, forgetful of it's heavenly Birth, / It sinks obscur'd beneath the Weight of the Earth: / Mechanic Pow'rs retard it's Flight, and hence / The Storms of Passion, and the Clouds of Sense: / 'Tis Lif...

— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)

Date: 1762

"Yet with the mind of Jesus steel'd / He cannot to entreaties yield"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1762

"Try me then, and try me still / In the furnace of distress, / … I shall at last come forth as gold."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1762

"Your wood I will convert to brass; / Your souls shall take a finer mould, / The Jewish into Christian pass, / The iron age be turn'd to gold."

— Wesley, John and Charles