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Date: 1735, 1792

"Around their queen attendant spirits watch, / Each rising thought with prompt observance catch, / The tidings of internal passion spread, / And thro' each part the swift contagion shed"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1735, 1792

[Allegories of taste, smell, sound, and vision.]

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1735, 1792

" Thro' nature traffick on, from pole to pole, / And stamp new worlds on thy dilated soul"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1735, 1792

"'O why of these thy bounteous goods bereft, / 'And only to interior Reason left?"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1735, 1792

"Whence either pulmonary lobe expires, / And all the interior subtile breath retires; / Subsiding lungs[6] their labouring vessels press, / Affected mutual with severe distress, / While towards the left their confluent torrents gush, / And on the heart's sinister cavern rush;"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1739

"Base Fear, the Laziness of Lust, gross Appetites, / These are the Ladders, and the groveling Footstool, / From whence the Tyrant rises on our Wrongs, / Secure and scepter'd in the Soul's Servility."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1739

"How poor thy Pow'r, how empty is thy Happiness, / When such a Wretch, as I appear to be, / Can ride thy Temper, harrow up thy Form, / And stretch thy Soul upon the Rack of Passion."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1739

"List, list, my Lord! / While thus his Soul's unseated, shook by Passion, / Cou'd we engage him to betray Gustavus."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1739

"A gen'rous Mind, tho' sway'd a-while by Passion. / Is like the steely Vigour of the Bow, / Still holds its native Rectitude, and bends / But to recoil more forceful."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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Date: 1739

"I am all / That's left to calm, to sooth his troubled Soul, / To Penitence, to Virtue; and perhaps / Restore the better Empire o'er his Mind, / True Seat of all Dominion."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.