Date: 1686, 1712
"When first my Soul put on its fleshly Load, / It was Imprison'd in the dark Abode; / My Feet were Fetters, my Hands Manacles, / My Sinews Chains, and all Confinement else; / My Bones the Bars of my loath'd Prison grate; / My Tongue the Turn-key, and my Mouth the Gate."
preview | full record— Arwaker, Edmund (c.1655-1730)
Date: 1687
"What Humane Passion does with Tears implore, / The Intellect Enjoys, when 'tis in Love / With the Eternal Soul, which here does move / In Mortal Closet, where 'tis kept in Store"
preview | full record— Ayres, Philip (1638-1712)
Date: 1663-1689
"Our hearts weak forts we must resign / When beauty does its forces join / With man's strong enemy, good wine."
preview | full record— Sackville, Charles, sixth earl of Dorset and first earl of Middlesex (1643-1706)
Date: 1689
Fancies can (not) challenge "an abode / Within your Heart to dis-believe a God"
preview | full record— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)
Date: 1689
"For such a Gift, as t'have that Gemam possest, / Not of your Cabinet, but of your Breast."
preview | full record— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)
Date: 1691
"If Old and New i'th Brain together crowd, / How is it Room and Peace is them allow'd? /How do they and their Equipages come? /For if Material, they must take up room. / And tract of Time would hoard up such a Crop, / The crowded Atoms would the Channels stop, / And choke the Passages of Vision up."
preview | full record— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)
Date: 1691
"If thro the Eye the Vigorous Object darts / Into the Brain these small Aerial Parts; / How are they entertain'd, when Crowds do come? / How do the little narrow Cells make room? / Do all, that to an Object do belong, / Into one Place unmixt with others throng?"
preview | full record— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)
Date: 1692
"Or grant some Knowledge dwells below, / 'Tis but for some few years to stay / Till I'm set loose from this dark House of Clay, / And in an Instant I shall all things know."
preview | full record— Norris, John (1657-1712)
Date: 1692
"This my lost Treasure to restore; / Thy magic vertues all apply, / Set up again my Bank-rupt memory. / Search every Cell and corner of my brain, / And bring my Fugitive again."
preview | full record— Norris, John (1657-1712)
Date: 1692
"Take bright Urania to thy Amorous breast, / To her thy flaming heart resign; / Void not the room, but change the guest, / And let thy sensual love commence Divine"
preview | full record— Norris, John (1657-1712)