Date: 1594
"A far more glorious star thy soul will make / Than Julius Caesar or bright--"
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Date: 1594, 1623
"But sun it is not when you say it is not, / And the moon changes even as your mind."
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Date: 1597
"Love's heralds should be thoughts, / Which ten times faster glides than the sun's beams / Driving back shadows over louring hills."
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Date: 1600
"The motions of his spirit are dull as night, / And his affections dark as Erebus."
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Date: 1600
A "good heart, Kate, is the sun and the moon -- or rather the sun and not the moon, for it shines bright and never changes, but keeps his course truly."
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Date: w. 1610-11, 1623
"The charm dissolves apace, / And as the morning steals upon the night, / Melting the darkness, so their rising senses / Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle / Their clearer reason."
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Date: 1664
"I can only say in general, that the souls of other men shine out at little crannies; they understand some one thing, perhaps to admiration, while they are darkened on all the other parts: but your Lordship's soul is an entire globe of light, breaking out on every side; and if I have only discove...
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Date: 1686
"My Guts are grumbling a kind of Tune, Like the Base Pipes of an Organ: I am starv'd into a Substance so thin, that my Body is transparent; you may see my heart, and the appurtenances, hang up here in its mortal Closet, as easily as a Candle in a Lanthorn."
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Date: 1686
"I am starv'd into a Substance so thin, that my Body is transparent; you may see my heart, and the appurtenances, hang up here in its mortal Closet, as easily as a Candle in a Lanthorn."
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Date: 1696
"'Twas heedless Fancy first, that made me stray, / But Reason now breaks forth, and lights me on my way."
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