Date: 1687

"At this enrag'd, the injur'd Deity / Chose out the best of his Artillery, / And in a blooming Virgin's Dove-like Eyes / He planted his Victorious Batteries; / (Phillis her Name, the best of Woman-kind, / Could Love have gain'd the Empire of her Mind) / These shot so furiously against my Heart, /...

— Cutts, John, Baron Cutts of Gowran (1660/1-1707)

Date: 1687

"The wing'd Battalions from her lovely face / Flew to the Breach, and, rushing in apace, / Did quickly make her Mistress of the place [the heart]."

— Cutts, John, Baron Cutts of Gowran (1660/1-1707)

Date: 1687

"This Heart of mine, now wreck'd upon despair, / Was once as free and careless as the Air; / In th' early Morning of my tender years, / E're I was sensible of Hopes and Fears, / It floated in a Sea of Mirth and Ease, / And thought the World was only made to please; / No adverse Wind had ever stop...

— Cutts, John, Baron Cutts of Gowran (1660/1-1707)

Date: 1695

"But 'tis not Worldly Empire he design'd, / His Scepter is his Grace, his Throne the Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"His high Design was with his Heav'nly Light, / To chase away th' Impenetrable Night, / That cover'd this lost World, and re-inspire / Man's frozen Breast with fresh Celestial Fire"

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"To pull all bold Usurping Passions down, / And settle Reason in its ancient Throne."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"They did with Wine and Noise the Method find, / To Calm a Conscious, self-revenging Mind. / To lay asleep th' uneasie Judge within, / Till they with Care and Pains, grew bold in Sin."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"I their rude, inbred Cruelty refin'd, / And stampt my perfect Image on their Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

"He teaches sacred Myst'ries yet behind, / And stamps the Christian Image on his Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1695

Active spirits fly "To the round Palace of th' Immortal Soul, / And thro' the Rooms and dark Apartments roll."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)