Date: c. 1680
"Which when the Centinalls did spy, the Heart / Did beate alarum up in every part."
preview | full record— Taylor, Edward (1642-1729)
Date: c. 1680
"The Vitall Spirits apprehend thereby / Exposde to danger great suburbs ly, / The which they do desert, and speedily / The Fort of Life the Heart, they Fortify, / The Heart beats up still by her Pulse to Call / Out of the outworks her train Souldiers all / Which quickly come hence."
preview | full record— Taylor, Edward (1642-1729)
Date: 1680
"Art thou with pow'r come down to make us leave / Those conquer'd Souls, which by our wiles we have / Fetter'd, with a design to make them be / Companions with us in our misery"?
preview | full record— Chamberlayne, Sir James (c.1640-1699)
Date: 1680
"So week and feeble I am grown, / Wasted to nothing, ev'ry bone / Disjoynted, from its place doth start, / Like Wax dissolv'd so is my Heart."
preview | full record— Chamberlayne, Sir James (c.1640-1699)
Date: 1680
"Here your dear Memory shall be inshrin'd, / And deep impression bear upon our mind."
preview | full record— Livingstone, Michael (fl. 1680)
Date: 1680
"But how shall I begin this great Confession? / Which in my Soul doth make this deep Impression:"
preview | full record— Dean, John (fl. 1680-1684)
Date: 1680
"Those worthy deeds which he hath wrought / Within each breast, have left behind / Impressions, time can never blot."
preview | full record— Chamberlayne, Sir James (c.1640-1699)
Date: 1680
"Those worthy deeds which he hath wrought / VVithin each breast, have left behind / Impressions, time can never blot"
preview | full record— Chamberlayne, Sir James (c.1640-1699)
Date: 1680
"Bright Reason's ray, / By damp of Wine, within this Hemisphere, / Was quench'd before: and now dim sense, to stay, / Must not expect, long after Her."
preview | full record— Darby, Charles (bap. 1635, d.1709)
Date: 1942
"It has to be on that stage / And, like an insatiable actor, slowly and / With meditation, speak words that in the ear, / In the delicatest ear of the mind, repeat, / Exactly, that which it wants to hear, at the sound / Of which, an invisible audience listens, / Not to the play, but to itself, ex...
preview | full record— Stevens, Wallace (1879-1955)