Date: 1653
"A thought for Breeding would a Travellour be, / The several Countries in the Brain to see; / Spurr'd with Desires he was, Booted with Hope, / His Cap Curios'ty, Patience was his Cloak: / Thus Suited, strait a Horse he did provide, / And Strong Imagination got to Ride; / Which Sadled with Ambitio...
preview | full record— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)
Date: 1653
"Some ways i'th' Brain were Ill, and Foul with all, / Which made him oft into deep Errours fall; / Oft was he hid by Mountains high of Fear, / Then slid down Precipices of Despair; / Woods of Forgetfulness he oft past through, / To find the Right way out, had much ado."
preview | full record— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)
Date: 1667
"A Conscience unstain'd with blushing crimes, / Holds out in all changes of States and Times. / Mount Sion and good Conscience abide / For ever"
preview | full record— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)
Date: 1681?
"My mind was once the true survey / Of all these meadows fresh and gay"
preview | full record— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)
Date: 1681?
"For Juliana comes, and she, / What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me."
preview | full record— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)
Date: 1691
"For wheresoe'r We look's an unknown Coast, / Our Mind perplex'd in endless Storms is tost; / And in th' Abyss all Wit and Learning lost."
preview | full record— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)
Date: 1697
"Reluctant Sense declines the untrodden Path, / Tho aided both by Reason and by Faith."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1703, 1718
"Darkness, like that in Central Caves beneath, / Like that, which spreads the lonesome Walks of Death, / Where never Ray one Inroad made, / The Rebels Mind did swift invade."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1709, 1810
"When I view my spacious soul, / And survey myself awhole, / And enjoy myself alone, / I'm a kingdom of my own."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1709, 1810
"I've a mighty part within / That the world hath never seen, / Rich as Eden's happy ground, / And with choicer plenty crown'd: / Here on all the shining boughs / Knowledge fair and useful grows; / On the same young flow'ry tree / All the seasons you may see; / Notions in the bloom of light, / Jus...
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)