Date: 1657

"Since conquer'd Cressas Heart, yet here became / Most captive, wretch'd, through rancorous grudge (old flame)."

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

Date: 1657

"Meanwhile, beseech'd her drink that most renownd / Choyce Cordiall sent, th' Worlds onely Soveraign; / 'Twould mint new Spirits, steel both Heart and Brain / For th' crown'd Exploit at hand"

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

Date: 1660

"Things that the least of drossy mixture hold, / Last longest; my Hearts flames Ætherial be, / More pure than seven times refined Gold / Than Cedar's flames: rays of a Deitie / They are."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1660

"A silent night inhabits my sad breast, / And now no chearful thought will be my guest."

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)