Date: August, 1674; 1675

"My rage he scorns, and negligent appears, / And thinks the Storm will melt away in tears"

— Crowne, John (bap. 1641, d. 1712)

Date: August, 1674; 1675

"Your bounties too him have long since deeply engraven his crimes in my Soul"

— Crowne, John (bap. 1641, d. 1712)

Date: 1675

"[Y]our heart more stony was then Coblers wax i'th' dog days"

— Duffett, Thomas (fl. 1674-1678); William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Date: 1675

"Our Poet hope's you'll not expect to day, / T'have all his down-right thoughts drest up so gay, / If his Coyn chinks too much, you'll doubt allay."

— Fane, Sir Francis (d. 1691)

Date: 1675

"Work, work, my hearts of Gold."

— Duffett, Thomas (fl. 1674-1678); William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Date: 1675

"But though my Person, nor my Wealth, should find / A room unfurnish'd in your well-built mind: / I'll rather be for plain defects despis'd, / Than for low cheats and false Perfections, priz'd"

— Fane, Sir Francis (d. 1691)

Date: 1675

"Sir, you will find Ingratitude a stranger to my thoughts."

— Fane, Sir Francis (d. 1691)

Date: August, 1674; 1675

"How! Is your Soul once more enter'd into that Bondage?"

— Crowne, John (bap. 1641, d. 1712)

Date: 1676

"Nature has her cheats, stums a brain, and puts sophisticate dullness often on the tasteless multitude for true wit and good humour"

— Etherege, Sir George (1636-1691/2)

Date: 1676

"Music so softens and disarms the mind."

— Etherege, Sir George (1636-1691/2)