Date: 1758, 1781

"Alas! All Souls are subject to like Fate, / All sympathizing with the Body's State; / Let the fierce Fever burn thro' ev'ry Vein, / And drive the madding Fury to the Brain, / Nought can the Fervour of his Frenzy cool, / But Aristotle's self's a Parish Fool!"

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"Nay in Proportion lighter Ails controul / The mental Virtue, and infect the Soul."

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

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: October, 1759

"Of beasts, it is confessed, the ape / Comes nearest us in human shape; / Like man he imitates each fashion, / And malice is his ruling passion; / But both in malice and grimaces / A courtier any ape surpasses"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1759

"Then wilt Thou [God] in the saints reside, / And make their hearts Thy throne."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1759

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

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: May 13, 1761

"In all my Enna's beauties blest, / Amidst profusion still I pine; / For though she gives me up her breast, / Its panting tenant is not mine."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1762

"Engraven on my heart and mind, / O that I could Thy precepts find"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1762

"I cannot reach that heavenly shore, / The gusts of passion rise / So fierce, so high the billows roll, / And on this long afflicted soul / So huge a tempest lies"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1762

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

— Wesley, John and Charles