Date: 1597

"One of our souls had wandered in the air, / Banished this frail sepulchre of our flesh."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

"As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart , / Though so denied fair harbour in my house. "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

"Th' incessant care and labour of his mind / Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in / So thin that life looks through and will break out."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1598

"An habitation giddy and unsure / Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1600

"Than to drive liking to the name of love. / But now I am returned, and that war-thoughts/ Have left their places vacant, in their rooms / Come thronging soft and delicate desires."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1600

"Th' idea of her life shall sweetly creep / Into his study of imagination."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1601-3

"With so great care doth she, that hath brought forth / That comely body, labour to adorne / That better part, the mansion of your minde, / With all the richest furniture of worth; / To make y'as highly good as highly borne, / And set your vertues equall to your kinde."

— Daniel, Samuel (1562/3-1619)

Date: 1603

"And my imaginations are as foul / As Vulcan's stithy."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: c. 1603

"But do you suppose, when all the approaches and entrances to men's minds are beset and blocked by the most obscure idols -- idols deeply implanted and, as it were, burned in -- that any clean and polished surface remains in the mirror of the mind on which the genuine natural light of things can ...

— Bacon, Sir Francis, Lord Verulam (1561-1626)

Date: 1604

"How are the Soule and Body, Spirite and Flesh coupled together, what chaynes, what fetters imprison a spirituall Substance, an immortal Spirit in so base, stinking; and corruptible a carkasse?"

— Wright, Thomas (c. 1561-1623)