Date: 1660, 1668
"Have you not seen an early-rising Lark / Spring from her Turf, making the Sun her mark, / Shooting her self aloft, yet higher, higher, / Till she had sung her self into Heaven's Quire? / Thus would he rise in Pray'r, and in a trice / His Soul become a Bird of Paradise."
preview | full record— Wild, Robert (1615/16-1679)
Date: 1678
"I left off to watch, and be sober; I laid the reins upon the neck of my lusts; I sinned against the light of the Word, and the goodness of God."
preview | full record— Bunyan, John (bap. 1628, d. 1688)
Date: 1678
"This conceit would loosen the reines of our lust, and tollerate us to live as we list."
preview | full record— Bunyan, John (bap. 1628, d. 1688)
Date: 1693
""And tho' all Joys have left me far behind, / I'll chew the Cudd of Pleasure in my Mind, / And so at least in Thought I will be Young again."
preview | full record— Ames, Richard (bap. 1664?, d. 1692)