Date: 1697

"The Soul that awful Throne of Thought, That sacred Seat of Contemplation."

— Vanbrugh, Sir John (1664-1726)

Date: 1697

"Many fleeting Thoughts pass through the Soul without Observation, and leave no Trace or Idea behind them"

— Burnet, Thomas (c.1635-1715)

Date: 1697

"As when you make Cogitation in us to be like Motion in Matter, which receives its Motion from external Impression"

— Burnet, Thomas (c.1635-1715)

Date: 1697

"Upon your Supposition That all our Thoughts perish in sound Sleep, and all Cogitation is extinct, we seem to have a new Soul every Morning."

— Burnet, Thomas (c.1635-1715)

Date: 1697

"Her Mony may raise many a false pretended Passion, and young Women seldom want a little hardned Vanity to stamp it into Currant Love."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

Date: 1697

"[T[hou shalt see me mould his heart in the palm of my Hand like soft Wax, till I make it bear what impression I please"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1697

""All Ætna's Caves strove in his lab'ring Soul, / And Stygian Tempests in his veins did rowl""

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Its Springs divinely touch'd, his lab'ring Brain / Did this Celestial Vision entertain."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"A lawless Rout of Passions still engage / In Nature's Cause with hideous Noise and Rage. / Reason is in the Tumult quite supprest, / And still the safest side we think the best."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"At such Reflections do's not Nature start, / And try at every Spring to touch your Heart? / Do's not soft Pity's fire begin to burn, / Do not your yearning Bowels in you turn? / In such a case Breasts arm'd with temper'd Steel / And Hearts of Marble, should impression feel."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)