Date: 1658

"When God had framed man with wondrous art, / He after made his soul the nobler part; / He did his dross with sacred fire refine / And breath'd in him a soul, a soul divine."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1658

"Wit, Understanding, Memory, and Will, / The pallace of the soul inhabit still."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1658

In "Man's head ... madam Reason is enthron'd, her grace / Reignes like an Empress in the highest place."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1658

"My lady Will, resideth in the brain; / The Judgment there, there doth Minerva raigne"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1658

"May not our eyes bee very well defin'd / The Looking-glass of Nature, and the minde."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1659

"As first the Frame of the Body, of which I think most reasonable to conclude the Soule her self to be the more particular Architect (for I will not wholly reject Plotinus his opinion;) and that the Plastick power resides in her, as also in the Soules of Brute animals, as very learned and worthy ...

— More, Henry (1614-1687)

Date: 1659

"For that the Soul should be the Vital Architect of her own house, that close connexion and sure possession she is to have of it, distinct and secure from the invasion of any other particular Soul, seems no slight Argument."

— More, Henry (1614-1687)

Date: 1659

"And therefore it is the meer Imperium of our Soule that does determine the Spirits to this Muscle rather then the other, and holds them there in despite of externall force."

— More, Henry (1614-1687)

Date: 1659

"But this makes little to the clearing of the manner of their descent ... which cannot be better understood, then by considering their Union with the Body generated, or indeed with any kinde of Body whatever, where the Soul is held captive, and cannot quit her self thereof by the free imperium of...

— More, Henry (1614-1687)

Date: 1659

"But no man can when he pleases pass out of his Body thus, by the Imperium of his Will, no more then he can walk in his Sleep: For this capacity is pressed down more deep into the lower life of the Soul, whither neither the Liberty of Will, nor free Imagination can reach."

— More, Henry (1614-1687)