Date: 1693

"From her blest Heart there flows a Line, / Which Nature made, and grapples mine. / Secret as that which tyes the Mind, / When to the Body 'tis confin'd"

— Hawkshaw, Benjamin (1671/2-1738)

Date: 1693

"Would she but cast such quickning Beams on me, / I should her living Image be; / Look when she pleas'd, her Picture she would find / Deeply imprinted in my Mind."

— Hawkshaw, Benjamin (1671/2-1738)

Date: 1695

"But 'tis not Worldly Empire he design'd, / His Scepter is his Grace, his Throne the Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"His high Design was with his Heav'nly Light, / To chase away th' Impenetrable Night, / That cover'd this lost World, and re-inspire / Man's frozen Breast with fresh Celestial Fire"

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"To pull all bold Usurping Passions down, / And settle Reason in its ancient Throne."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"They did with Wine and Noise the Method find, / To Calm a Conscious, self-revenging Mind. / To lay asleep th' uneasie Judge within, / Till they with Care and Pains, grew bold in Sin."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"I their rude, inbred Cruelty refin'd, / And stampt my perfect Image on their Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"He teaches sacred Myst'ries yet behind, / And stamps the Christian Image on his Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

Active spirits fly "To the round Palace of th' Immortal Soul, / And thro' the Rooms and dark Apartments roll."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"The busie Crowd fills all the labouring Brain, / Bright Fancy's Work-house, where close Cells contain / Of Forms and Images an endless Train, / Which thither thro' the waking Senses glide, / And in fair Mem'ry's Magazine abide."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)