Date: 1602

"O thou whose breast, I, even this little cantle, / Is counsells capcase, prudences portmantle."

— Anonymous

Date: 1602

"Heere ar no eyes, why, they ar in my minde, / Wherby I see the fortunes of mankind."

— Anonymous

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."

— Anonymous

Date: 1675

"Please to consult the Steward of your Soul, / And Ruler of your Senses, Your wise Reason."

— Anonymous; Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1685

The "Amorous fire inkindled in my brest" receives little nourishment "By giving me your hand and denying me the rest"

— Anonymous; Corneille (1606-1684)

Date: 1685

"I shall see his outward form 'tis true, / But that is nothing lest I see his interior too."

— Anonymous; Corneille (1606-1684)

Date: 1685

"Well never fear, thou shalt be so no more, I'll make thee hereafter, the Secretary of all my Thoughts, and Cabinet of all my Secrets."

— Anonymous; Corneille (1606-1684)

Date: 1696

"The Common Lawyers devour the Body and Estate, the Spiritual Court the Soul."

— Anonymous; George Powell (1658-1714), Publisher

Date: 1696

"No thy ill Conscience flying in thy face, that never will let thee rest, thy rusty Soul hath infected thy Body with the Jaundice; thou sordid slave to Mammon without Wages!"

— Anonymous; George Powell (1658-1714), Publisher

Date: 1696

"Mine Eyes no sooner saw, but my Heart was in a Flame, it heaves, it beats, it trembles, I'm all over Pulse, and in a perfect Agony."

— Anonymous; George Powell (1658-1714), Publisher