Date: 1691

Speech is the "Delight of Life and Mirrour of the Heart, / By which our Thoughts, which none can see, / We to our own and others Joys impart."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"Wisest of Beings! What we do design, / And in dark Caverns of our Breast confine"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"And strangely doth the Vast Abyss contain / Within the Vaster Ocean of his Brain."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"Strange frightfull Spectres o're my Mind were spread."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

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: 1691

"Here wisely-flowing Eloquence disdains / To be confin'd, but in Poetick Chains: / Sweet are the Bonds, that tye the Soul to Sense / And scope allow for All things, but Offence!"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"Thoughts are our Plagues; the Beasts, that none do know, / Are Free from trouble and resentment too."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"No pining Thoughts do sowre the Joys, they tast, / No preying Passion doth their Body wast; / While Ours by the Souls Motion's worn so thin; / 'Twill scarce keep Life, and Breath, Life's Tenant, in."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"The Sense deceivs us, and like Painted Glass / Tinges all Objects, that do thrô it pass."

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)

Date: 1691

"Learning lies deep, and short is Reason's Line, / And weakly do we guess at things Divine!"

— Heyrick, Thomas (bap. 1649. d. 1694)