Date: 1690
"Impossible! / Souls know no Conquerors."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1690
"Here satiate all your fury; / Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me, / I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield / Can take in all; and verge enough for more."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706
"Earthly minds, like mud-walls, resist the strongest batteries: And though perhaps sometimes the force of a clear argument may make some impression, yet they nevertheless stand firm, and keep out the enemy truth, that would captivate or disturb them."
preview | full record— Locke, John (1632-1704)
Date: 1690, 1694, 1695, 1700, 1706
"Syllogism, at best, is but the Art of fencing with the little Knowledge we have, without making any Addition to it: And if a Man should employ his Reason all this way, he will not doe much otherwise than he, who having got some Iron out of the Bowels of the Earth, should have it beaten up all in...
preview | full record— Locke, John (1632-1704)
Date: 1691
"First, for Use; So we see the Senses of such eminent Use for our well-being, situate in the Head, as Sentinels in a Watch-Tower, to receive and conveigh to the Soul the impressions of external Objects"
preview | full record— Ray [formerly Wray], John (1627–1705)
Date: 1691
"Fourthly, We arm and defend our Bodies. And our Souls have as much need of Armour as they: For the Life of a Christian is a continual Warfare; and we have potent and vigilant Enemies to encounter withal; the Devil, the World, and this corrupt Flesh we carry about with us."
preview | full record— Ray [formerly Wray], John (1627–1705)
Date: 1691
"Thus might I have e'ne gone on to Doomsday without their minding a word I said, for by this time the Fumes of the Liquor, which it seems they had been tunning in all that day, conquer'd that little Reason they had left, and threw 'em all into a bruitish sleep."
preview | full record— Dunton, John (1659–1732)
Date: 1691
"Lastly, [sin] grows into a strong Man, and doth of it self run up and down our Little World, invade all the Faculties of Soul and Body, which are at last made the Instruments of Satan to act and fulfill it."
preview | full record— Dunton, John (1659–1732)
Date: 1691
"Instead of those sage and grave Notions that used to fill my Head, 'twas cramm'd top full of Whimseys and Whirligigs, by the vehement agitation of my distemper'd Fancy, as ever a Carkase-shell with Instruments of Death and Murder."
preview | full record— Dunton, John (1659–1732)
Date: 1691
"Let none hereafter dare to blame / The Gods, for making Cupid blind / Lest his offence he plagu'd with shame / And all Mens hate, besiege his mind."
preview | full record— Dunton, John (1659–1732)