Date: 1733, 1748

"Where thou [Memory] art not, the cheerless human mind / Is one vast void, all darksome, sad, and blind; / No trace of anything remains behind."

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

Date: 1754

"All these are Reason's Treasures, Stores of Thought; / Reflection's unexhausted Funds, replete / With Matter for her own delightful Task."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1758

"My mourning heart is melted in my frame / As wax dissolving runs before a flame"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"As seals their pictures to the wax impart, / So let my picture stamp thy gentle heart"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: October 13, 1759

"My heart, a victim to thine eyes, / Should I at once deliver, / Say, would the angry fair one prize / The gift, who slights the giver?"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1762

"Therefore, I have no one notion, / That is not form'd, like the designing / Of the peristaltick motion; / Vermicular; twisting and twining; / Going to work / Just like a bottle-skrew upon a cork."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1763

"As if some fiend had snatch'd the love of kind, / And hell itself was lodg'd within the human mind"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1764

"All evils here contaminate the mind, / That opulence departed leaves behind."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1764

"For, as refinement stops, from sire to son / Unaltered, unimproved the manners run; / And love's and friendship's finely pointed dart / Fall blunted from each indurated heart."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1766

"To stamp Fraternity on gen'rous hearts: [...] Celestial Charity to-night descends"

— Cunningham, John (1729-1773)