Date: 1691

"So the bold Artist, that of You would speak / Should Patterns from Celestial Natures take; / And stamp his Soul in an Angelick Mold; Er'e he Your Vertues should attempt to' unfold."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"O set thine Image on my Heart! / O seal it on my Arm!"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1691

"Dancing, Singing, Swearing, Impudence, / Can make Impressions upon easie sense"

— Ames, Richard (bap. 1664?, d. 1692)

Date: 1691

"Afflictions like as fire doth / The Gold rarely refine, / Purge all our Souls, and we thereby / More gloriously may shine."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1691

"Grace doth our Souls to God unite, / Like glorious Golden Chains."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1691

"Thou like as a Refiner doth / The Gold and Silver try, / We had much dross until thou didst / Our Souls, Lord, purifie."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1691

"How haps it then, Ideas stay behind, / And, when We please, can paint anew the Mind, / When what created them is fled, like Wind?"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"If th' Eye into't nothing Material drew, / How is't the Mind can former Objects view, / And dress i'th' Brain the wandring Schemes anew?"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"How haps, what did unto our Sight advance, / In Dreams again i'th' cheated Soul do dance, / And with fresh Charms the credulous Mind entrance?"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"If Old and New i'th Brain together crowd, / How is it Room and Peace is them allow'd? /How do they and their Equipages come? /For if Material, they must take up room. / And tract of Time would hoard up such a Crop, / The crowded Atoms would the Channels stop, / And choke the Passages of Vision up."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)