Date: 1723, 1740

"And if their Heads but any Substance hold, / Love ripens all that Dross into the purest Gold."

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: February 22, 1723

"We cheat the world / With florid outside 'till we meet surprize; / Then conscience, working inward like a mole, / Crumbles the surface, and reveals the dirt / From which our actions spring."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Nature on their unpolish'd marble prints / Much tenderer sentiments, than some can boast / Who call them barbarous."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Aided by this brave friend, whose soul is steel'd / With dauntless resolution, though the ghosts / Of all her race rise grinning from the tomb, / And in their cause auxiliar furies join; / Intrepid we'll persue our bold career; / Pitch the sure toils, and rouze the fated deer."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"I thought my heart was arm'd with adamant / Against remorse, but nature fools me now; / A faint cold shiv'ring seizeth every limb."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Let not your heart, / Where late her beauteous image was inshrin'd, / Be now immur'd with marble from her pray'r!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"My Queen! my wife! the jewel of my soul!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: 1723

"Then Clifford, were thy Heart as hard as Steel, / As thou hast shown it flinty by thy Deeds, / I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine."

— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)

Date: 1723

"Look on the Boy, / And let his manly Face, which promiseth / Successful Fortune, steel thy melting Heart / To hold thy own, and leave thine own with him."

— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)

Date: 1724, 1787

"Sure thou wilt weep, and tender sorrows feel; / Nor flint thy heart, nor is thy breast of steel."

— Welsted, Leonard (1688-1747)