William Habington

"Ye blushing virgins happy are In the chaste nunnery of her breasts— For hed profane so chaste a fair, Whoeer should call them Cupids nests."

"Direct your eye right inward, and youll find A thousand regions in your mind Yet undiscovered. Travel them, and be Expert in home-cosmography."

"When I survey the bright Celestial sphere; So rich with jewels hung, that Night Doth like an Ethiop bride appear:My soul her wings doth spread And heavenward flies, Th Almightys mysteries to read In the large volumes of the skies."