Date: 1730, 1744, 1746

"Ten thousand thousand fleet ideas, such / As never mingled with the vulgar dream, / Crowd fast into the mind's creative eye."

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: 1730

"Fancy, fair Mistress of the Poet's Mind, / For ever changing, yet, for ever kind; / Soft, o'er his Dreams, her formful Radiance shed, / And his rapt Soul thro' Heaven's thin Purlieus led; / Seated beside the Star-invading Dame, / Whose Steeds, Wind-footed, paw'd the lambent Flame, / High, as a W...

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731, 1753

"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1732

The fancy may own its errors and humbly bow to Reason

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"Malice, and Lust, voracious Birds of Prey, / That out-soar Reason, and our Wishes sway; / Desires' wild Seas, on which the wise are tost, / By Pilot Indolence, are safely crost."

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1733

The "fond Breast" may be populated by "jealous Demons"

— Montagu, Lady Mary Wortley [née Lady Mary Pierrepont] (1689-1762)

Date: 1733

"Virtue's exempt from quartering fears. / Shall then arm'd phancies fiercely drest / Live at discretion in your breast?"

— Green, Matthew (1696-1737) [pseud. Peter Drake, a Fisherman of Brentford]

Date: 1733

"Content is grown a Stranger to my Breast"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"Steal softly to her Heart, and see, / If any Room be left for me; / And if one Place be unpossess'd, / Fit to receive so true a Guest"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"I nod in Company, I wake at Night, / Fools rush into my Head, and so I write."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)