Date: 1686

"So much of joy crowds fast into my heart, / There is not room for utterance"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1686

"London! joynt Favourite with Him Thou wer't; / As both possess'd a room within one heart, / So now with thine indulgent Sovereign joyn, / Respect his great Friends ashes, for He wept o're Thine."

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"Oh what a Tempest have I in my Stomach?"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1686

"My Guts are grumbling a kind of Tune, Like the Base Pipes of an Organ: I am starv'd into a Substance so thin, that my Body is transparent; you may see my heart, and the appurtenances, hang up here in its mortal Closet, as easily as a Candle in a Lanthorn."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1686

"I am starv'd into a Substance so thin, that my Body is transparent; you may see my heart, and the appurtenances, hang up here in its mortal Closet, as easily as a Candle in a Lanthorn."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1686

"Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid, / In thy true Mirror men themselves do see"

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"In the Recesses of a private Breast, / I thought to entertain your charming Guest, / And never to have boasted of my Feast."

— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)

Date: 1686

"Grief, Sorrow, each unwelcom Guest, / Take Lodgings in his anxious Breast:"

— Higden, Henry (bap. 1645)

Date: 1686

"Change did I say, that word I must forbear, / No, she bright Star wont wander from her sphere / Of Virtue (in which Female Souls do move) / Nor will she joyn with an insatiate love."

— Egerton [née Fyge; other married name Field], Sarah (1670-1723)

Date: 1686

"And so dost think to fill the Abiss below / Quite full of Females, hoping there may be / No room for souls big with Vice as thee."

— Egerton [née Fyge; other married name Field], Sarah (1670-1723)