Date: 1693
"Thy Chaps are fallen, and thy Frame dis-joyn'd: / Thy Body as dissolv'd as is thy Mind."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: September 11, 1698
"For all the World acknowledges, that Hope and Fear are the two great Handles, by which the Will of Man is to be taken Hold of, when we would either draw it to Duty, or draw it off from Sin."
preview | full record— South, Robert (1634-1716)
Date: 1700
"He blinds the wise, gives eyesight to the blind, / And moulds and stamps anew the lover's mind."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1700
"Her Night-gown hanging loose, discover’d her charming Bosom, which cou’d bear no Name, but Transport, Wonder and Extasy, all which struck his Soul, as soon as the Object hit his Eye; her Breasts with an easy Heaving, show’d the Smoothness of her Soul and of her Skin; their Motions were so langui...
preview | full record— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)
Date: 1700, 1717
"And, as the soften'd Wax new Seals receives, / This Face assumes, and that Impression leaves; / Now call'd by one, now by another Name; / The Form is only chang'd, the Wax is still the same."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1715
"Speech was given to Man as the Image and Interpreter of the Soul: It is anime index & speculum, the Messenger of the Heart, the Gate by which all that is within issues forth, and comes into open View."
preview | full record— Bulstrode, Richard, Sir (1610-1711)
Date: 1715
"And therefore the Philosopher said well to the Child, 'Loquere ut te videam', Speak that I may see thee, that is the Inside of thee; for as Vessels are known whether they be broken or whole by their inward Sound; so is Man from his Speech, which carries with it not only a great Influence, but a ...
preview | full record— Bulstrode, Richard, Sir (1610-1711)
Date: 1715
"'Twas Zeno's Advice to Dip the Tongue in the Mind before one should Speak."
preview | full record— Bulstrode, Richard, Sir (1610-1711)
Date: 1717
"I render back the Treasure of thy Heart: / When in some new fair Breast it finds a Room, And I shall lie neglected in my Tomb; / Remember, oh! remember, the fair She / Can never love thee, darling Youth! like me."
preview | full record— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)