Date: 1691

"Oh never doubt me, I'll not break my Word,--and now sweet Angel, my Joys crowd thick about my Heart, and long for vent, the approaching happiness looks so like Heaven that I methinks am extasied already"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1691

"And all the noble Notions in my Soul, / Which crowded with a fondness to prefer thee, / I here dismiss, and in their Room admit / As base thoughts of thee, as thy intended Practice!"

— Mountfort, William (c.1664-1692)

Date: 1691

"Blast not my Entertainment with that thought Madam, my senses are all charmed with such perfection, they'r Crowding which shall be first Gratified."

— Mountfort, William (c.1664-1692)

Date: 1691

"If helps to Valour we should stand in need, / Let us reflect upon the breach of Oaths, / Truces and Edicts sign'd by treacherous French, / Let's think of Phillipsburg, Spire, Worms, and other / Once famous Towns, now heaps of Dirt and Ruines, / Let this within our minds form such impressions / O...

— Ames, Richard (bap. 1664?, d. 1692)

Date: 1692

"I wou'd suspect, the Devil in her heart had stampt the sign of Vertue in her looks, that she might cheat the world, and sin more close"

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)

Date: 1692

"There is no other dealing with you but violence, you use my heart worse than a Pirate would an utter Enemy, and put more chains than a Christian Slave has in the Turkish Bilboes--what did you mean by this Letter? why d'ye use me thus barbarously?"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1693

"As you would Guard my Everlasting Peace, / Remember all those Charms that Seal'd my Heart"

— Powell, George (166?-1714)

Date: 1693

"For this one night, do as kind Lovers use / Tye up strict Judgement and let fancy loose."

— Higden, Henry (bap. 1645)

Date: 1693

"These two Load-Stones do so strongly Attract my Heart. That (like Mahomets Iron-Coffin) I am poys'd & supported in the Air between Both."

— Higden, Henry (bap. 1645)

Date: 1693

"Thy Wit and Beauty charm'd my panting Breast, / And first inspir'd thy Love into my heart! Which Was till then a stranger:"

— Higden, Henry (bap. 1645)