Date: 1697

"Thro' Helm and Skull the Fauchion passage found, / Cleft thro' the Brain, and ruin'd with the Wound / The curious Imag'ry by Fancy wrought, / All Mem'ry's Cells, and all the Moulds of Thought."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"When Lucifer observ'd the Pagans flee, / And the great Briton crown'd with Victory, / O'er-boiling Rage his lab'ring Mind possest, /And thoughts of deep Revenge o'erwhelm'd his Breast."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"What inward Whips my tortur'd Bowels tear? / Fierce Vipers twist their Spires about my Heart, / And Bite, and Sting, and Wound with deadly smart. / With more than Atlas weight my Soul's opprest, / And raging Tempests beat along my breast: / Corroding Flames eat thro' my burning veins, / And all ...

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Conscience enrag'd a fiercer Ravager, / Than ravening Vultures, Did his Bowels tear. / Around his Veins envenom'd Adders clung, / And to the Heart the tortur'd Monarch stung. / Vengeance Divine upon his Soul was pour'd, / And unextinguish'd Flames his Life devour'd."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Thence thro' his Skull it passage did obtain, / And pierc'd the inmost Marrow of the Brain; / Where the melodious Strings of Sense are found / Up to a due and just extension wound; / All tun'd for Life, and fitted to receive / Th'harmonious strokes which outward Objects give."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: w. 1694-1698, 1989

"Wn to my soul thou'st spoken peace / When from its bonds thou wilt my soul release / all my mourning then shall cease."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1699

"The Passions still predominant will rule: / Uncivil, rude, nor bred in Reason's School."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1699

"Our Understanding they [the passions] with darkness fill, / Cause strange Conceptions, and pervert the Will."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1699

"On these the Soul, as on some flowing tide, / Must sit, and on the swelling Billows ride; / Hurry'd away, for how can be withstood / Th' Impetuous Torrent of the boyling blood?"

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1699

"The Soul which was of purest Angel-kind, / The reflex Image of its Maker's Mind."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)