Date: 1664
"Come! let thy locks (whose every Hair / A willing Lover doth ensnare) / Fetter my Soul, in those soft Chaines, / Where Beauty link't with Love, remains!"
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Date: 1664
"Come! let thy locks (whose every Hair / A willing Lover doth ensnare) / Fetter my Soul, in those soft Chaines, / Where Beauty link't with Love, remains!"
preview | full record— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)
Date: 1666
"The composition of all poems is or ought to be of wit, and wit in the poet, or wit writing (if you will give me leave to use a school distinction), is no other than the faculty of imagination in the writer, which, like a nimble spaniel, beats over and ranges through the field of memory, till it ...
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1666
Elocution is " that art of clothing and adorning that thought so found and varied, in apt, significant, and sounding word."
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Date: 1674, 1686
"For Fancy's like a rough, but ready Horse, / Whose mouth is govern'd more by skill than force; / Wherein (my Friend) you do a Maistry own, / If not particular to you alone; /Yet such at least as to all eyes declares /Your Pegasus the best performs his Ayres."
preview | full record— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)
Date: November, 1682
"Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars / To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, / Is reason to the soul; and as on high, / Those rolling fires discover but the sky / Not light us here; so reason's glimmering ray / Was lent not to assure our doubtful way, / But guide us upward to a better ...
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: November, 1682
"And as those nightly tapers disappear / When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere / So pale grows reason at religion's sight: / So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light."
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Date: November, 1682
"Some few, whose lamp shone brighter, have been led / From cause to cause, to Nature's secret head."
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Date: November, 1682
"In pleasure some their glutton souls would steep; / But found their line too short, the well too deep; / And leaky vessels which no bliss could keep.
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Date: November, 1682
"Thus anxious thoughts in endless circles roll, / Without a centre where to fix the soul."
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