Date: 1691

"All these assurances made but weak impressions on the Princess's Spirit, she felt something at the bottom of her heart, which would not suffer her to receive the joy which such news ought to give her, and this beam of hope appeared to her like a Sun shine just before a Storm, which it seemed wil...

— Anonymous

Date: 1691

"So that she became fairer then ever; and in a little time, she gained over hearts an Empire far more noble than that which Elizabeth had deprived her of."

— Anonymous

Date: 1691

"The Duke of Alançon's heart could no longer conceal the passion which filled it, it had long ago desired, with pressing Sollicitations, the ease of discovering it."

— Anonymous

Date: 1691

"These Reasons were supported by the impressions which the Duke's Charms had made in the Princess's Spirit, and she would have been glad to hide the inclination of her heart under a pretext of policy; but her mind was still so replenished with the Ideas of her confinement, and the state of her Fo...

— Anonymous

Date: 1691

"It is usual enough for Persons, who are disturbed by two such violent passions, to change their Resolutions and Sentiments, accordingly as one of those two becomes the stronger. Elizabeth's heart did long since experience that vicissitude, and it being equally divided, between the love of her Au...

— Anonymous

Date: 1691

"However chast his Body may be, his Mind is extreamly prolifick; his thoughts are a perfect Seraglio, and he, like a great Turk, begets thousands of little Infants--Remarks, Fancys, Fantasticks, Crochets and Whirligigs, on his wandring Intellect, and when once begot, they must be bred--so out he ...

— Dunton, John (1659–1732)

Date: 1691

"Whilst his dull Body's for New-England bound, / His Soul (in Dreams) trots all the World around."

— Dunton, John (1659–1732)

Date: 1691

"Wandring one Evening thro' a Cypress Grove--(I won't be positive, it might be Hazle, but t'other sounds better) revolving in my rambling Brain the Varietyes of Human Affairs, happen'd i' the Drove of Thoughts, that swarm'd up and down my Noddle to reflect on my own self (Sir, Your Humble Servant...

— Dunton, John (1659–1732)

Date: 1691

"But again I won't forestall ye, tho' really the matter presses, and my pregnant Brain labours with so many painful pangs to be obstetricated, that I verily fear I shall burst before I come to disgorge it thro' my fruitful Quill, to avoid which I'll Ramble on as fast as I can scamper thro' this P...

— Dunton, John (1659–1732)

Date: 1704

"Erect your schemes with as much method and skill as you please; yet, if the materials be nothing but dirt, spun out of your own entrails (the guts of modern brains), the edifice will conclude at last in a cobweb; the duration of which, like that of other spiders’ webs, may be imputed to their be...

— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)