Date: 1661
"[T]hrough ev'ry Breast [Faith] goes, invades their Minds, which, all-possest / By her great Deitie, each Soul doth prove / Her Altar, burning by her Sacred Love"
preview | full record— Ross, Thomas (bap. 1620, d. 1675)
Date: 1676
"Music so softens and disarms the mind."
preview | full record— Etherege, Sir George (1636-1691/2)
Date: 1676
"Would I had daggers, darts, or poisoned arrows in my breast, so I could but remove the thoughts of him from thence!"
preview | full record— Etherege, Sir George (1636-1691/2)
Date: 1681
"Men, manners, language, books of noblest kind" may be the the conquest of the mind
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1682
"We are carry'd Up to the Heavens, and Down again into the Deep, by Turns; so long as we are govern'd by our Affections, and not by Virtue: Passion, and Reason, are a kind of Civil War within us; and as the one, or the other has Dominion, we are either Good, or Bad."
preview | full record— L'Estrange, Sir Roger (1616-1704)
Date: 1686
"But now Within there's Civil War, / In Arms my rebel Passions are, / Their old Allegiance laid aside"
preview | full record— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)
Date: 1689
"She's fair enough, only she wants the art / To set her Beauties off as they can doe, / And that's the cause she ne'er heard any woo, / Nor ever yet made conquest of a heart."
preview | full record— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)
Date: 1689
And yet there is, there is one prize / Lock'd in an adamantine Breast; / Storm that then, Love, if thou be'st wise, / A Conquest above all the rest, / Her Heart, who binds all Hearts in chains, / Castanna's Heart untouch'd remains."
preview | full record— Cotton, Charles (1630-1687)
Date: 1690
"Here satiate all your fury; / Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me, / I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield / Can take in all; and verge enough for more."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
Date: 1690
"Impossible! / Souls know no Conquerors."
preview | full record— Dryden, John (1631-1700)