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

Date: 1696

"Then let Cupid 's dart, / Now wound your soft heart."

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

Date: 1696

"Condemned to Passions, captivated by 'em--We are the Monarchs o're all other Creatures, yet Anarchy predominates in us."

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

Date: 1696

"The Sences in Confederacy raise Rebellion against reason; there now is a Civil War over all this Compound Tabernacle. Pride and Desire disturb the Harmony of Government, endeavouring to undermine the tottering Fabrick, and to hurl all into Chaos and Confusion."

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

Date: 1696

"Oh my Dear Saint, didst thou but know the secret Flames within my Breast do glow, you would not be so cruel, so hard hearted."

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

Date: 1696

"A Devil Gnaws and Tears my Breast."

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

Date: 1698

"His Fancy too was most Luxurious, / And fertil of an Off-spring spurious"

— Anonymous

Date: 1698

"His Memory had Mansions many, / And some as fair and large as any; /But still the fairest and the best / Were took up by th'foulest Guest."

— Anonymous