Date: 1680

"And nothing to the Soul can come, / Till th' ushering Senses make it room."

— Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692)

Date: 1680

"Madam, your Person is Natures Essence Bottle, and your mind the Mirror of Virtue and Discretion"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1680

"O, 'tis confess'd; / And howsoe're my Tongue has plaid the Braggart, / She Reigns more fully in my Soul than ever: / She Garrisons my Breast, and Mans against me / Even my own Rebel thoughts, with thousand Graces, / Ten thousand Charms, and new discover'd Beauties."

— Lee, Nathaniel (1653-1692)

Date: 1681

"My Lady Millicent did me the honour to inform of some expressions of yours in favour of me; each syllable of which is engraven in my heart"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1681

"[S]he bore swiftly round us, and we went after large Top-sails a trip, though one of our hearts of Gold making a shot at her, rak'd her fore and aft."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1681

"Come, be genuine with me--here's a Protector's half Crown for thee--two shillings five pence sterling--and let it be a Key to unlock thy heart"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1681

"Well then, thou shalt go see of what burthen my Lover is, and if he has stoage-room left for a heart, contract for mine; but tell him, what foul weather soever happens he shall preserve mine, though he throw all the rest over-board."

— Ravenscroft, Edward (c.1650- c.1700)

Date: 1681

"[H]ere's the wit of a Tarpawlin now; one ruffling Storm frights away all their brains, to make room for the fumes that make them Valiant"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

Date: 1681

"Thus when Adonis got the stone, / To Love the Boy still made his moan; / Venus the Queen of Fancy came, / And as he slept she cool'd his flame."

— Lee, Nathaniel (1653-1692)

Date: 1682

"I fear my breast wants room for the excessive joy; is stuck round with the darts of your Beauty, like an Orange that is stuck with Cloves."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)