Date: 1679

"O stay, my Muse! reach me an Iron Pen, / T' engrave this on the marble hearts of men"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

"Looking me then to th' very Heart, / And with her Eye engraving there, / What e're she spake, in a deep Character, / Fixt and Compos'd"

— Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

Date: 1679

"The Soul's God's Candle, a light of acceptation"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

The soul "'tis blurr'd, and soil'd by filthy dust / O 'tis defac'd and spoil'd by means of Lust"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

"But he who stamp'd [the soul] there at first, can make / It once again a new Impression take."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

God "can wash off the soil [from the soul], refine the Ore, / And make it shine fairer than heretofore."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

"Lose not the Soul, (the wax) for nought can bear / This Image then, nor can that loss repair."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

Date: 1679

One may be "from all base alloy refin'd, / "More to resemble the Eternal Mind,"

— Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

Date: 1679

" But make me' a Seal upon Thy Heart! / A Badg Thou on Thy Arm mayst wear,"

— Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

Date: 1704

"Erect your schemes with as much method and skill as you please; yet, if the materials be nothing but dirt, spun out of your own entrails (the guts of modern brains), the edifice will conclude at last in a cobweb; the duration of which, like that of other spiders’ webs, may be imputed to their be...

— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)