Date: 1661

"This doth the understanding purge; the eye / O'th' Soul, the Mind from Motes do purifie."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1661

"On this the King pitched his Mind's clear eye, / When he cry'd out, all things are vanity."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1661

"Such were Love's Ardors, he could scarce forbear / His fettering flesh, his free Soul's chaines, to tear."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1664

"Their Hearts are as hard, as Iron too, / As tough, but not so cold."

— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)

Date: 1664

"But swift Desires, / Transport my passions, to a Throne of Rest"

— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)

Date: 1664

"Or if that Lady, in whose Breast, / My fled Heart, is lodg'd a Guest, / Will Exchange (but Oh! I fear / Her's, is stray'd, some other where) / I may Live"

— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)

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!"

— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)

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!"

— Bold, Henry (1627-1683)

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."

— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)

Date: 1675

"Thou say'st, the spirit is a silent voyce, / VVhence is it then thou mak'st so great a noyse?"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)