Date: 1715-1720

"His Country's Cares lay rowling in his Breast. / As when by Light'nings Jove 's Ætherial Pow'r / Foretells the ratling Hail, or weighty Show'r, / Or sends soft Snows to whiten all the Shore, / Or bids the brazen Throat of War to roar; / By fits one Flash succeeds, as one expire...

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1725-6

"Thrice thro' my arms she slipt like empty wind' [...] This passage plainly shews that the vehicles of the departed were believ'd by the Antients to be of an aerial substance, and retain nothing of corporeal grossness"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.

Date: 1725-6

"Tax not, (the heav'n-illumin'd Seer rejoin'd) / Of rage, or folly, my prophetic mind, / No clouds of error dim th' etherial rays, / Her equal pow'r each faithful sense obeys. "

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.

Date: 1725-6

"As o'er her young the mother-mastiff growls, / And bays the stranger groom: so wrath comprest / Recoiling, mutter'd thunder in his breast."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.

Date: 1725-6

"Thus anchor'd safe on reason's peaceful coast, / Tempests of wrath his soul no longer tost; / Restless his body rolls, to rage resign'd: / As one who long with pale-ey'd famine pin'd, / The sav'ry cates on glowing embers cast / Incessant turns, impatient for repast"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.

Date: 1725

A poet shouldn't unfurl his sails in a gale of ungovernable rage

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1713, 1729

Bacchus may calm a stormy soul and "place ... Reason in its Throne again"

— Carey, Henry (1687-1743)

Date: 1737

"Unless the Mind be purg'd, what Storms arise!"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1738, 1792

"But soon a beam, emissive from above, / Shed mental day, and touch'd the heart with love; / Gave jealous rage to know Divine Controul, / And ruled the tempest rising in the soul."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1746, 1749

"For Peace and War succeed by Turns in Love, / And while tempestuous these Emotions roll, / And float with blind Disorder in the Soul."

— Francis, Philip (1708-1773)