Date: 1684

"My grateful Thoughts so throng to get abroad, / They over-run each other in the crowd: / To you with hasty flight they take their way, / And hardly for the dress of words will stay."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"Since Harmony, like Fire to VVax, does fit / The softned Heart Impressions to admit."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1684

"But Settle, and the Rest, that writ for Pence, / Whose whole Estate's an ounce, or two of Brains"

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"In proper Cells her large capacious Brain / The images of all things does contain, / As bright almost as were th'Ideas laid, / In the last model e'er the World was made."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1684

"When holy Trances first inspire his Breast, / And the God enters there to be a Guest."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"Nor were these Fruits in a rough Soil bestown / As Gemms are thick'st in rugged Quarries sown."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"Such a soft Air thy well-tun'd Sweetness sway'd, / As told thy Soul of Harmony was made;"

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"Love only in their stead took up its Rest; / Nature made that thy constant Guest, / And seem'd to form no other Passion for thy Breast."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"In that white Snow which overspreads your skin, / We trace ye whiter Soul which dwells within."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

Date: 1684

"Those Asterisks plac'd in the Margin of thy Skin / Point out the nobler Soul that dwelt within:"

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)