Date: 1681

"O who shall me deliver whole, / From bonds of this Tyrannic Soul?"

— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)

Date: 1681

"When will our reason's long-charmed eyes unclose, / And Israel judge between her friends and foes?"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1681

"Men, manners, language, books of noblest kind" may be the the conquest of the mind

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

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."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1681

"And all to leave, what with his Toyl he won, / To that unfeather'd, two legg'd thing, a Son: / Got, while his Soul did hudled Notions try; / And born a shapeless Lump, like Anarchy."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1682

"Judge then what my Heart Feels, who, like a fire but lightly cover'd o're with the cold Ashes of Despair, with the least blast, breaks out into a flame."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1682

"Sh'has o'er my Soul an easie Conquest won."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1682

"Great Prince, th' Almighty has to you been kind, / Stamp'd Graces on your Body and your mind."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1682

"From him his Son true Loyalty understood, / Imprest on's Soul, seal'd with his Father's Bloud."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1682

"This made Impression on some easie Minds, / Whom or good Nature, or false Pity blinds."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)