Date: 1651

"And as the Grindstone to unpolish'd Steel / Gives Edge, and Lustre: so my Mind, I feel / VVhetted, and glaz'd by Fortunes turning VVheel"

— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)

Date: 1651

"'Tis but the Body that blind Fortunes spight / Can chain to Earth; the nobler Soul doth slight / Her servill Bonds, and takes to Heaven her flight."

— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)

Date: 1651

"Why break'st thou not (my Soul) this Chain / Of Flesh? why lett'st thou that restrain / Thy nimble Flight into his Arms, / Whose only Look with gladness charms?"

— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)

Date: 1651

"Now, treacherous Boy, thou hast me sure, / Playing the Wanton with my Heart, / As foolish Children that a Bird have got, / Slacken the Thread, but not unty the knot."

— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)

Date: 1653

"Thoughts as a Pen do write upon the Braine; / The Letters which wise Thoughts do write, are plaine."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)

Date: 1653

"Or Thoughts like Pencils draw still to the Life, / And Fancies mixt, as colours give delight."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)

Date: 1653

"Sad melancholy Thoughts are for Shadowes plac'd, / By which the lighter Fancies are more grac'd."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)

Date: 1653

"Thoughts are for Shadowes plac'd, / By which the lighter Fancies are more graced. / As through a dark, and watry Cloud, more bright, / The Sun breakes forth with his Resplendent Light. / Or like to Night's black Mantle, where each Star / Doth clearer seem, so lighter Fancies are."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)

Date: 1653

"Some like to Rain-bowes various Colours shew, / So round the Braine Fantastick Fancies grow."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)

Date: 1653

"Deare Brother, thy Idea in my mind doth lye, / And is intomb'd in my sad memory."

— Cavendish, Margaret (1623-1673)