Date: w. 1592-3 or 1595?, 1623

"Weep, wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear; / And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war, / Be blind with tears, and break, o'ercharged with grief."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: w. 1592-3 or 1595?, 1623

"Her sighs will make a batt'ry in his breast, / Her tears will pierce into a marble heart."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy, / That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart / Than foemen's marks upon his battered shield, / But yet so just that he will not revenge."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts, / And arm the minds of infants to exclaims."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1597

"Within so small a time, my woman's heart / Grossly grew captive to his honey words / And proved the subject of mine own soul's curse."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

One's life is "bound with all the strength and armour of the mind / To keep itself from noyance."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1603

"Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting / That would not let me sleep."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1690

"Here satiate all your fury; / Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me, / I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield / Can take in all; and verge enough for more."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1696

"I find the danger now: my Spirits start / At the alarm, and from all quarters come / To Man my Heart, the Citadel of love."

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)

Date: 1696

"But 'tis a pleasure more than life can give, / That with unconquer'd Passion to the last, / You struggle still, and fain wou'd hold me to you."

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)