Date: 1689

And yet there is, there is one prize / Lock'd in an adamantine Breast; / Storm that then, Love, if thou be'st wise, / A Conquest above all the rest, / Her Heart, who binds all Hearts in chains, / Castanna's Heart untouch'd remains."

— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)

Date: 1691

"Oh never doubt me, I'll not break my Word,--and now sweet Angel, my Joys crowd thick about my Heart, and long for vent, the approaching happiness looks so like Heaven that I methinks am extasied already"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1691

"By Law and Inclination doubly joyn'd, / Both acted by one Sympathetick Mind. / Whom Wedlock's Silken Chains as softly tye, / As that which when asunder snapt, we dye, / Which makes the Soul and Body's wondrous harmony."

— Ames, Richard (bap. 1664?, d. 1692)

Date: 1692

A "soft Enchantress of the mind" may have to resign the empire of her lover's heart

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

Date: 1692

"A Nobler, A Diviner Guest" may take possession of the Breast

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

Date: 1692

"A Nobler, a Diviner Guest, / Has took possession of my Breast; / He has, and must engross it all, / And yet the room is still too small."

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

Date: Licens'd Decemb. 22. 1691

"And with reverence be it spoken, and the Parallel kept at due distance, there is something of equality in the Proportion which they bear in reference to one another, with that between Comedy and Tragedy; but the Drama is the long extracted from Romance and History: 'tis the Midwife to Industry, ...

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)

Date: Licens'd Decemb. 22. 1691

"Madam, it is no small demonstration of the entire Resignation which I have made of my Heart to your Chains, since the secrets of it are no longer in my power."

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)

Date: Licens'd Decemb. 22. 1691

"Her Eyes diffus'd Rays comfortable as warmth, and piercing as the light; they would have worked a passage through the straightest Pores, and with a delicious heat, have play'd about the most obdurate frozen Heart, untill 'twere melted down to Love."

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)

Date: Licens'd Decemb. 22. 1691

"O Leonora! (continued he) how hast thou stamp'd thine Image on my Soul! How much dearer am I to my self, since I have had thy Heavenly Form in keeping!"

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)