Date: 1686

"Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid, / In thy true Mirror men themselves do see"

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"In the Recesses of a private Breast, / I thought to entertain your charming Guest, / And never to have boasted of my Feast."

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"Nor does its [sickness's] Malice in these bounds restrain, / But shakes the Throne of Sacred Wit, the Brain, / And with a ne're enough detested Force / Reason disturbs, and turns out of its Course."

— Killigrew, Anne (1660-1685)

Date: 1687

"While pride and pomp allure, and plenteous ease, / That is, till man's predominant passions cease, / Admire no longer at my slow increase."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1687

"But, when arrived at last to human race, / The Godhead took a deep considering space; / And, to distinguish man from all the rest, / Unlocked the sacred treasures of his breast; / And mercy mixt with reason did impart, / One to his head, the other to his heart; / Reason to rule, but mercy to f...

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1687

Man's mind like his "outward form" charmed the eyes of the "wondering herd"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1687

"Souls that can scarce ferment their mass of clay; / So drossy, so divisible are they, / As would but serve pure bodies for allay."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1687

"Conscience is the Royalty and Prerogative of every Private man. He is absolute in his own Breast, and accountable to no Earthly Power, for that which passes only betwixt God and Him."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1688

"My Heart your Empire now disdains, / And Frown, or Smile, all's one to me."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1688

By chance some heart may "thy empire own"

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)