Date: 1731

"Let me forever on thy Bosom rest, / Stamp'd on thy Heart, and seal'd within thy Breast!"

— Thompson, Isaac (1703-1776)

Date: 1731

"Such! as the softest Bosom steels!"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746); Joannes Secundus Nicolaius

Date: 1731, 1753

"Shines there a captain, form'd, for war's controul, / Born, with the seeds of conquest, in his soul?"

— 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: 1731

"I've try'd all Arts my Passion to controul, / And still the giddy Tumult of my Soul; / But all in vain, no Charm has Strength to bind, / In lasting Chains, my wild disorder'd Mind."

— Thompson, Isaac (1703-1776)

Date: 1731

The soul may join "her great Original," "Like a Sun Beam that springs with vibrant Force, / And darts to meet its ever-glorious Source"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"Or here on Earth in diff'rent Bodies plac'd, / Still Acts new Scenes, forgetful of the past: / Till from her dull material Chain set free, / (The mortal Curtain drawn) she smiles to see, / The various Prospects of Immensity."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"Here Arlington, thy mighty Mind disdains / Inferior Earth, and breaks its servile Chains, / Aloft on Contemplations Wings you rise, / Scorn all below and mingle with the Skies."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"Worn out with Cares, and tott'ring in her Seat, / The Soul resigns her Throne, and seeks Retreat."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"No longer Reason could her Empire boast, / But in the soft Astonishment was lost."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)