Date: 1678

"Into his studious Closet to stuff his Lunatick head, since he can get nothing for his belly."

— Porter, Thomas (1636-1680)

Date: 1678

"Madam, till this moment I ne're was happy, but in your Company lies such Crowds of Joyes, that my soul's too narrow to receive 'em."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1678

"And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room, / Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1678

"But, like a mole in earth, busy and blind, / [the soul] Works all her folly up, and casts it outward / To the world's open view"

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

Date: 1680

"'Tis an Error as groundless as Vulgar, to think that there goes no more to the furnishing a Poet, than a Wind-mill in the Head, a Stream of Tattle, and convenient Confidence; whereas no Exercise of the Soul requires a more compos'd Thought, more sparingness of Words, more Modesty and Caution in ...

— Tate, Nahum (c. 1652-1715)

Date: 1680

Alll "base drossy thoughts, that soil'd the life and lustre of [one's] Judgement may vanish

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1680

"Beauty, Love, Constancy, and Wit" may crown the heart

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1680

Faults may be blotted from the breast

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1680

"I said you were all Mettle; A brazen face, a leaden brain, and a copper nose and beard."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1680

"And nothing to the Soul can come, / Till th' ushering Senses make it room."

— Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692)