Date: 1603

"And let me wring your heart; for so I shall / If it be made of penetrable stuff, / If damnèd custom have not brassed it so / That it is proof and bulwark against sense."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"And that his soul may be as damned and black / As hell whereto it goes."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul, / And there I see such black and grainèd spots / As will not leave their tinct. "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"So think thou wilt no second husband wed; / But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"Remember thee? / Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat / In this distracted globe."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"But then begins a journey in my head / To work my mind, when body's work's expired"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"For then my thoughts (from far where I abide) / Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1610

"How happy is he, which hath due place assigned / To his beasts, and disafforested his mind."

— Donne, John (1572-1631)

Date: 1612

"Another part became the well of sense, / The tender well-arm'd feeling brain, from whence / Those sinewy strings, which do our bodies tie, / Are ravelled out, and fast there by one end, / Did this soul limbs, these limbs a soul attend."

— Donne, John (1572-1631)

Date: 1615

"[W]e are also of [Adam's] off-spring; not that I conceive (as some blasphemously have done) that he was made out of the very essence of God, but because the image of the divine nature, is most lively imprinted in his soul and in his body, and in the substance & qualities of them both. For the So...

— Crooke, Helkiah (1576-1648)