Date: 1678
"The Interpreter answered; This Parlor is the heart of a Man that was never sanctified by the sweet Grace of the Gospel: The dust, is his Original Sin, and inward Corruptions that have defiled the whole Man; He that began to sweep at first, is the Law; but She that brought water, and did sprinkle...
preview | full record— Bunyan, John (bap. 1628, d. 1688)
Date: 1678
"And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room, / Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing"
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1679
"Mourn therefore that this Cabinet of thine / Framed by Gods own hand for things divine, / And to be fill'd with Christ and Grace should be / Thus stufft with dross, and dung, and vanitie."
preview | full record— Slater, Samuel (c.1629-1704)
Date: 1679
"How can'st thou, cruel Soul, thus let me stand, / Barr'd out of Doors, whilst others do command / The choicest Room within thy yielding Breast, / Lodgings too good for such destructive Guests."
preview | full record— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)
Date: 1680
"And nothing to the Soul can come, / Till th' ushering Senses make it room."
preview | full record— Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692)
Date: 1680
Bacchus may have "Legal Right" to do Morpheus job and "lock up each mans Brain: / Since every Room / His own Goods did contain, / And was his proper Wine-Cellar become."
preview | full record— Darby, Charles (bap. 1635, d.1709)
Date: 1681
"O who shall, from this Dungeon, raise / A Soul inslav'd so many wayes?"
preview | full record— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)
Date: 1681?
"Within this sober Frame expect / Work of no Forrain Architect ; / That unto Caves the Quarries drew, / And Forrests did to Pastures hew; / Who of his great Design in pain / Did for a Model vault his Brain, / Whose Columnes should so high be rais'd / To arch the Brows that on them gaz'd."
preview | full record— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)
Date: 1681
All the "lodgings" of the mind may be "Compos'd into one Gallery."
preview | full record— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)
Date: 1681
"In Pow'r unpleas'd, impatient of Disgrace. / A fiery Soul, which working out its way, / Fretted the Pigmy-Body to decay; / And o'r inform'd the Tenement of Clay."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)