Date: 1685

A "heaven-born mind" may have "no dross to purge from [its] rich ore"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1685

"Nor can thy soul a fairer mansion find, / Than was the beauteous frame she left behind"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1685

"These bugbears of the mind, this inward hell, / No rays of outward sunshine can dispel; / But nature and right reason must display / Their beams abroad, and bring the darksome soul to day."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1685

"Sure there's a lethargy in mighty woe, / Tears stand congealed, and cannot flow; / And the sad soul retires into her inmost room"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1684 [1685]

"Would I could coin my very heart to gold!"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1686

"But now Within there's Civil War, / In Arms my rebel Passions are, / Their old Allegiance laid aside"

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"That many-headed Monster [the passions] has thrown down / Its lawful Monarch Reason from its Throne."

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"But the false Image she will ne're erace, / Though far unworthy still to hold its place: / So hard it is, even Wiser grown, to take / Th' Impression out, which Fancy once did make."

— Killigrew, Anne (1660-1685)

Date: 1686

"He finds no Tempest in his Mind, / Fears no Billow, feels no Wind: / All is serene, and quiet there."

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"Or coldness, worse than Steel, the Loyal heart doth wound"

— Killigrew, Anne (1660-1685)