Date: 1787
"Still crowding thoughts, a pensive train, / Rose in my soul"
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Date: 1788
"For me in vain is Nature drest, / While Joy's a stranger to my breast"
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Date: w. January 24, 1789
"Your dear idea reigns, and reigns alone; / Each thought intoxicated homage yields, / And riots wanton in forbidden fields."
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Date: 1789, 1800
"Some sort all our qualities each to its tribe, / And think Human Nature they truly describe"
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Date: 1790
"The dreadful tales of robbers' bloody deeds, / That oft had swell'd his theme while nightly stretch'd / Now crowded on his mind in all their rage / Of pistols, purses, stand! deliver! death!"
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Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast."
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Date: February, 1798
"And what (I said) tho' blasphemy's loud scream / With that sweet music of deliv'rance strove; / Tho' all the fierce and drunken passions wove / A dance more wild than ever maniac's dream; / Ye storms, that round the dawning east assembled, / The sun was rising, tho' ye hid his light!"
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