Date: 1658
"The Alc'ran sayes, (which who will may beleeve) / The Moon descended into Mahomet's sleeve: / 'Tis strange! yet God doth his loves lamp impart / T'a more coarcted room, what's that? the heart."
preview | full record— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)
Date: 1658
"O may the lustre of those rayes divine / Be alwaies sparkling in this heart of mine!"
preview | full record— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)
Date: 1660
"Things that the least of drossy mixture hold, / Last longest; my Hearts flames Ætherial be, / More pure than seven times refined Gold / Than Cedar's flames: rays of a Deitie / They are."
preview | full record— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)
Date: 1667
"Christ the mind fills / With light in us, a tender heart he places; / And files off the Rebellion of our Wills."
preview | full record— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)
Date: 1667; 2nd ed. in 1674
"So much the rather thou, celestial Light, / Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers / Irradiate; there plant eyes, all mist from thence / Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell / Of things invisible to mortal sight."
preview | full record— Milton, John (1608-1674)
Date: 1675
"Well, since that thou dost thus desire to know / What I do Judge this Light within will do; / To satisfie thee I will make no doubt: / Man by this Light may find a God-head out."
preview | full record— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)
Date: 1677
"He hath a Lamp, but that Lamp hath no Oyl. / He hath a Soul, but what doth that embrace?"
preview | full record— Speed, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. 1679?)
Date: w. 1677, published October, 1682
"Some Beams of Wit on other souls may fall, / Strike through and make a lucid intervall; / But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray, / His rising Fogs prevail upon the Day."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1680
"Bright Reason's ray, / By damp of Wine, within this Hemisphere, / Was quench'd before: and now dim sense, to stay, / Must not expect, long after Her."
preview | full record— Darby, Charles (bap. 1635, d.1709)
Date: 1682
"'Tis not a Flash of Fancy which sometimes / Dasling our Minds, sets off the slightest Rimes; / Bright as a blaze, but in a moment done; / True Wit is everlasting, like the Sun; / Which though sometimes beneath a cloud retir'd, / Breaks out again, and is by all admir'd."
preview | full record— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)