"Love never made impression on her mind."

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Place of Publication
J. Hatchard
"Love never made impression on her mind."
Metaphor in Context
"Poor Dolly Murray!--I might live to see
"My hundredth year, but no such lass as she.
"Easy by nature, in her humour gay,
"She chose her comforts, ratafia and play:
"She loved the social game, the decent glass;
"And was a jovial, friendly, laughing lass;
"We sat not then at Whist demure and still,
"But pass'd the pleasant hours at gay Quadrille:
"Lame in her side, we placed her in her seat,
"Her hands were free, she cared not for her feet;
"As the game ended, came the glass around,
'(So was the loser cheer'd, the winner crown'd.)
"Mistress of secrets, both the young and old
"In her confided--not a tale she told;
"Love never made impression on her mind,
"She held him weak, and all his captives blind;
"She suffer'd no man her free soul to vex,
"Free from the weakness of her gentle sex;
"One with whom ours unmoved conversing sate,
"In cool discussion or in free debate.
Searching "mind" and "impression" in HDIS (Poetry)
George Crabbe, The Borough, 2nd ed. rev. (London: J. Hatchard, 1810). <Link to Google Books>
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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.