Date: 1683
"But for such Guests [Invention, Memory, and Wit] I have no fitting Room; / Or if I had, I've no such Guests to come."
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Date: 1683
"Those sad reverberating groans that rise / Fro th' Caverns of my bosome, change their noise, / And, Eccho-like, dissolve into a Voice."
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Date: 1683
"The Soul (that bright coelestial Guest) / Altho eternal, seeks for rest."
preview | full record— Shipman, Thomas (1632-1680)
Date: 1683
"Then for to please the Ears (those Doors o'th' Mind) / Where could we rarer choice of treatments find?"
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Date: 1684
"My lady knows t' a tittle what there's in ye; / No passing your gilt shilling for a guinea."
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Date: 1685
A "heaven-born mind" may have "no dross to purge from [its] rich ore"
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Date: 1685
"Nor can thy soul a fairer mansion find, / Than was the beauteous frame she left behind"
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Date: 1685
"Sure there's a lethargy in mighty woe, / Tears stand congealed, and cannot flow; / And the sad soul retires into her inmost room"
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Date: 1684 [1685]
"Would I could coin my very heart to gold!"
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1686
"But now Within there's Civil War, / In Arms my rebel Passions are, / Their old Allegiance laid aside"
preview | full record— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)