Date: 54 B.C.

"These charges, at first held in constant mind, from Theseus slipped away as clouds are impelled by the breath of the winds from the ethereal peak of a snow-clad mount."

— Gaius Valerius Catullus (c. 84 - c. 54 B.C.)

Date: 1667

"A Conscience unstain'd with blushing crimes, / Holds out in all changes of States and Times. / Mount Sion and good Conscience abide / For ever"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1681?

"My mind was once the true survey / Of all these meadows fresh and gay"

— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)

Date: 1681?

"For Juliana comes, and she, / What I do to the grass, does to my thoughts and me."

— Marvell, Andrew (1621-1678)

Date: 1684

"Much like th' ore-fond, tormented Lover, / Whose Travels Scorns alone discover / To th' chased Stag? Their Dwellings bear / Same form, sad-fortun'd Both appear, / Wilderness round his Fancy shows, / Which wild, disorder'd Thoughts compose; / Hunted by Dogs each strong for Scent / (Grief, Rage, D...

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

Date: 1685

"For, as we see in Princes Pallaces, / How all the avenues, and passages / Are strictly guarded, to oppose the rude / Tumultuous entries of the Multitude: / Whilst civil persons, who have business, / Pass through the Guards, and dayly make address / To th'Princes ear: so all the Guards o'th' brai...

— Clark, William (fl. 1663-1685)

Date: 1691

"For wheresoe'r We look's an unknown Coast, / Our Mind perplex'd in endless Storms is tost; / And in th' Abyss all Wit and Learning lost."

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

Date: 1697, 1700

"And from the narrow limits of the Heart, / The Active Soul doth vigorous Life impart / To all the Limbs, its Sway the Members own, / Wide is its Empire from its petty Throne."

— Manilius, Marcus (fl. 1st Century AD), Creech, Thomas (1659-1700)

Date: 1697

"Reluctant Sense declines the untrodden Path, / Tho aided both by Reason and by Faith."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1703, 1718

"Darkness, like that in Central Caves beneath, / Like that, which spreads the lonesome Walks of Death, / Where never Ray one Inroad made, / The Rebels Mind did swift invade."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)