Date: 1667

"And as in Palaces the outmost, worst / Rooms entertain our wonder at the first; / But once within the Presence-Chamber door, / We do despise what e're we saw before: / So when you with her Mind acquaintance get, / You'l hardly think upon the Cabinet."

— Philips [née Fowler], Katherine (1632-1664)

Date: 1667

"The heart is Gods peculiar Cabinet, / And Satan knows not what is in it set"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"Thy Heart locks up my Secrets richly set, / And my Breast is thy private Cabinet."

— Philips [née Fowler], Katherine (1632-1664)

Date: 1667

"And yet those Souls, when first they met, / Lookt out at windows through the Eyes."

— Philips [née Fowler], Katherine (1632-1664)

Date: 1667

"And though 'tis true she [the soul] is imprison'd here, / Yet hath she Notions of her own, / Which Sense doth only jog, awake, and clear, / But cannot at the first make known."

— Philips [née Fowler], Katherine (1632-1664)

Date: 1667

"So unconcern'd she lives, so much above / The Rubbish of a sordid Jail, / That nothing doth her Energy improve / So much as when those structures fail."

— Philips [née Fowler], Katherine (1632-1664)

Date: 1667, 1710

"O be at leisure to look within, and get David's Candle and Lanthorn to go into those dark Corners of your Soul with it, and it may be you may see that within which may make your Heart to ake, and your Joints to quiver, and your Spirits to faint within you."

— Janeway, James (1636?-1674)

Date: 1667; 2nd ed. in 1674

"First crept / The parsimonious emmet, provident / Of future; in small room large heart enclosed"

— Milton, John (1608-1674)

Date: 1667; 2nd ed. in 1674

"But know that in the soul / Are many lesser faculties, that serve / Reason as chief; among these Fancy next / Her office holds; of all external things / Which the five watchful senses represent, / She forms imaginations, aery shapes, / Which Reason, joining or disjoining, frames / All what...

— Milton, John (1608-1674)

Date: 1667; 2nd ed. in 1674

"Mine eyes he closed, but open left the cell / Of fancy, my internal sight"

— Milton, John (1608-1674)