Date: 1597

"Your grace attended to their sugared words, / But looked not on the poison of their hearts."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1597

"Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword, / Which if thou please to hide in this true breast / And let the soul forth that adoreth thee."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1597

"Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead -- stabbed /with a white wench's black eye, run through the ear / with a love song, the very pin of his heart cleft with the / blind bow-boy's butt-shaft."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1597

"Since thou hast far to go, bear not along / The clogging burden of a guilty soul."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1597

"My thoughts are minutes, and with sighs they jar / Their watches on unto mine eyes."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

"His heart like an agate with your print impressed, / Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

"Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked under / such colours."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

The "body of man is no other but a little modell of the sensible world, and his soul an Image of the world intelligible"

— Romei, Annibale

Date: 1599

"When a seal in Wax Impression makes..."

— Davies, Sir John (bap. 1569, d. 1626)

Date: 1599

A Hecatean Hag may "Worke mindes as wax"

— Roche, Robert (1576-1629)