Date: 1751
One may be "tost about at the pleasure of every wind" and"hurried thro' the ocean of life, just as each each predominant passion direction
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Date: 1751
On waking one may feel "A darksome mist, which rises from my mind, /And, like sweet sun-shine, leaves your name behind"
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Date: 1753
"Though the soul, like a hermit in his cell, sits quiet in the bosom, unruffled by any tempest of its own, it suffers from the rude blasts of others faults"
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