Date: 1692

""Kind melting Kisses, modest, yet desiring, / May raise to Life a Passion Just expiring; / And he's a Monster Affrick ne're saw, / Whose frozen Mind such kind Heats cannot thaw."

— Ames, Richard (bap. 1664?, d. 1692)

Date: 1693

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— Dove, William

Date: 1695

"His high Design was with his Heav'nly Light, / To chase away th' Impenetrable Night, / That cover'd this lost World, and re-inspire / Man's frozen Breast with fresh Celestial Fire"

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Th'impetuous Stress of Passion bears me down, / And the high tyde dos sinking Reason drown."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Let Love's strong Flame by its Celestial Art / To fill my Eyes, dissolve and melt my Heart; / As Central Fire advances watry Steams / Which from the Mountains spring in Crystal Streams."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1697

"Lord, strike this Marble Heart, thy powerful Stroke / Will make a Flood gush from the cleaving Rock. / O draw all Nature's Sluces up, and drain / Her Magazines, which liquid Stores contain."

— 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: 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

"Then th' Understanding without pain did climb: / Capacious, Active, Lively, and Sublime, / Clear as fair Fountains, and as pure as they, / Chast as the Morn, and open as the day."

— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)

Date: 1700

"Black throngs of Woes invade my frighted Soul, / As crowding Billows on each other roll."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)