Date: 1691
"I'm the righter of Wrongs, and undoer of Injuries--Heart of Steel, and Arms of Brass."
preview | full record— Wilson, John (bap. 1626, d. 1695?)
Date: 1692
"But when dilated organs let in day / To the young soul, and gave it room to play, / At his first aptness, the maternal love / Those rudiments of reason did improve."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1692
"The tender age was pliant to command; / Like wax it yielded to the forming hand: / True to the artificer, the laboured mind / With ease was pious, generous, just, and kind."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1692
"For where Diligence opens the Door of the Understanding, and Impartiality keeps it, Truth is sure to find both an Entrance and a Welcome too."
preview | full record— South, Robert (1634-1716)
Date: 1692
"But now, Impartiality strips the Mind of Prejudice and Passion, keeps it right and even from the Byass of Interest and Desire, and so presents it like a Rasa Tabula, equally disposed to the Reception of all Truth."
preview | full record— South, Robert (1634-1716)
Date: 1693
"Needless was written law, where none opprest; / The law of man was written in his breast."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1693
"No suppliant crowds before the judge appeared; / No court erected yet, nor cause was heard; / But all was safe, for conscience was their guard."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1693
"Children, like tender Oziers, take the Bow, / And, as they first are fashion'd always grow."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700) [Poem ascribed to]
Date: 1693
"The craving Wife, the force of Magick tries, / And Philters for th' unable Husband buys: / The Potion works not on the part design'd, / But turns his Brain, and stupifies his Mind. / The sotted Moon-Calf gapes, and staring on, / Sees his own Business by another done: / A long Oblivion, a benummi...
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700) [Poem ascribed to]
Date: 1693
"(Yet what smooth Sycophant by thee can gain? / When Lust it self strikes thy Flint-Heart in vain?)"
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