Date: 1701
"Man is a Creature of so mixed a Composure, and of a Frame so inconsistent and different from Itself, that it easily speaks his Affinity to the highest and meanest Beings; that is to say, he is made of Body and Soul, he is at once an Engine and an Engineer."
preview | full record— Steele, Sir Richard (1672-1729)
Date: 1701
"This may give him hopes, that tho' his Trunk return to its native Dust he may not all Perish, but the Inhabitant of it may remove to another Mansion; especially since he knows only Mechanically that they have, not Demonstratively how they have, even a present Union."
preview | full record— Steele, Sir Richard (1672-1729)
Date: 1701
"My Reason's conquer'd by more powerful Love, / Who rules as Tyrant in my captiv'd Breast."
preview | full record— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)
Date: 1701, 1704
"[I]t follows that the most direct and natural Way for the discovery of Truth, is, instead of going abroad for Intelligence, to retire into our selves, and there with humble and silent Attention, both to consult and receive the Answers of interior Truth, even that Divine Master which teaches in t...
preview | full record— Norris, John (1657-1712)
Date: 1702
"Open to Love your long-shut Breast, / And entertain its sweetest Guest."
preview | full record— Sedley, Sir Charles (1639-1701)
Date: 1702
"The Vices common to her Sex, can find / No room, e'en in the Suburbs of her Mind."
preview | full record— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)
Date: 1700, 1702
"Wise Mirza! were my Soul a Temple, fit For Gods, and Godlike Counsels to inhabit, Thee only would I choose of all Mankind, To be the Priest, still favour'd with access."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: 1702
"Vice is a Thief, a Traytor in the Mind, / Assassinates the Vitals of Mankind."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1703, 1718
Light may fly back to Heaven and leave one's breast bereft of its "Celestial Guest"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1703
"I found the Fond, Believing, Love-sick Maid, / Loose, unattir'd, warm, tender, full of Wishes; / Fierceness and Pride, the Guardians of her Honour, / Were charm'd to Rest, and Love alone was waking. / Within her rising Bosom all was calm, / As peaceful Seas that know no Storms, and only / Are ge...
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)