Date: 1702

While Reason governs "all within's at Rest; / No Stormy Passion Revels in the Breast"

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

When Reason's "Pow'r is Despicable grown, / And Rebel Appetites Usurp my Throne, / The Soul no longer quiet Thoughts enjoys; / But all is Tumult, and Eternal Noise."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

"Love is the Monarch Passion of the Mind, / Knows no Superior, by no Laws confin'd; / But triumphs still, impatient of Controul, / O'er all the proud Endowments of the Soul."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

"But if a Love of the sublimest Kind / Can make Impressions on a gen'rous Mind:"

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

"Or how the Mem'ry does th' Impression take / Of Things, and to the Mind restores 'em back."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

"Nor is it easier to define / What Ligatures the Soul and Body join:"

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1702

"The Vices common to her Sex, can find / No room, e'en in the Suburbs of her Mind."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)