Date: 1703

"All soft Delights are Strangers to her Breast"

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

Date: 1703

"Self-love so crouds the human Breast, / That there's no Room for any other Guest"

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

Date: 1713

"Ah! Cruel Nymph! to whom is giv'n /A Form more bright, more proud than Heav'n; / Whose scornful Soul, and haughty Breast, / Disdain to make a God their Guest."

— Smith, John (fl. 1713)

Date: 1714, 1735

" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1720

"His Fancy still awake; the roving Guest / Usurps the Throne of Reason in his Breast: / Forms great Ideas, and religious Schemes, / A busy mime, and floats in golden Dreams."

— Amhurst, Nicholas (1697-1742)

Date: 1723

"For, trust me, Love (that Inmate of the Mind) / Is very much mistaken by Mankind / For which too often is misunderstood / The sudden Rage and Madness of the Blood."

— Amhurst, Nicholas (1697-1742)

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

"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)