Date: 1714
"Oh Jealousie! Thou Bane of pleasing Friendship, / Thou worst Invader of our tender Bosoms; / How does thy Rancour poison all our Softness, / And turn our gentle Natures into Bitterness."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: 1722
"And yet, whate'er I do, my Hopes are blasted. / That this fierce Combat in my Heart were over!"
preview | full record— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)
Date: 1797
A boy with the the divine gift of beauty may conquer "each heart he lists" nor needs Cupid's "shafts to aid his victories"
preview | full record— Mason, William (1725-1797)