Date: c. 1440-1450
"Vnderstondying is þe sy3t in þe ey3e of soule, desire is þe ere & þe herying of the soule, dely3t is þe mowth & þe swelwying of þi soule, Mynde is þe nase & þe smellyng of þi soule; wyll & consent is þe felyng of þi soule."
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Date: 1602
"Heere ar no eyes, why, they ar in my minde, / Wherby I see the fortunes of mankind."
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Date: 1611
"For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds."
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Date: 1611
"For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart."
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Date: 1656
"It is impossible, Lady, except you should alter the Fabrick of his mind, unbend its appetite, or give it new desires; for as long as the divine soul creating breath, is clad with different disposing matter, and cast in several moulds, there will be Wise and Fooles."
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Date: 1679, 1707
"Prosperity's Repasts puff up the Mind / With unsubstantial and unwholesom Wind."
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Date: 1692
"That Raillery, Madam, reply'd Eurimantes, does not suit with the posture my Soul is in at present."
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Date: 1693
"Not so, I beseech you, Madam, (answer'd I) rather than lose the Happiness of your Conversation, I'll curb my forward Heart, that is unwilling to let me talk of any thing but its wounds."
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Date: 1693
"In short, Madam, you must be less Fair, or not banish Love from the severe and wise, for as long as you have those killing Eyes, those charming Lips, that graceful Person, all that you can say, will be no better defence, against the Darts they cast, than an Harangue against War, wou'd keep a Sou...
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Date: 1693
"A thousand Tortures perplex'd my Mind, and Love, tho' so lately born, was grown up already, to the heigth of impatience: To ease my mind a little, I set my self to writing, and made these Verses on my departure from Bracilla."
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