Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"As on the land while here the Ocean gains, / In other parts it leaves wide sandy plains; / Thus in the soul while memory prevails, / The solid pow'r of understanding fails; / Where beams of warm imagination play, / The memory's soft figures melt away."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1712

"Love taught my Tears in sadder Notes to flow, / And tun'd my Heart to Elegies of Woe."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1712

"The fair Sicilians now thy Soul inflame; / Why was I born, ye Gods, a Lesbian Dame?"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. 1703, 1712

"The clear, reflecting Mind, presents his Sin / In frightful Views, and makes it Day within."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. 1703, 1712

"And all the Furies wake within their Breast."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. 1703, 1712

"Returning Thoughts in endless Circles roll, / And thousand Furies haunt his guilty Soul."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1713

"What an April weather in the mind!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1713

When music plays, "Intestine war no more our Passions wage, / And giddy Factions hear away their rage."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1714 [1712, 1717]

"They shift the moving Toyshop of their Heart; / Where Wigs with Wigs, with Sword-knots Sword-knots strive, / Beaus banish Beaus, and Coaches Coaches drive"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1714 [1712, 1717]

"Then gay Ideas crowd the vacant Brain, / While Peers and Dukes, and all their sweeping Train, / And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear, / And in soft sounds, Your Grace salutes their Ear."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)