Date: 1718
"The Mind, e'er Guilt had Man undone, / With Heav'nly Lustre, like blest Seraphs, shone."
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Date: 1718
"The Soul is darker than the deepest Cave, / Hard as the Rock, and colder than the Grave"
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Date: 1718
"But the sweet Bowl's intoxicating Fume / Will by degrees our vanquish'd Sense benumb, / And o'er the Mind diffuse Egyptian Gloom."
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Date: 1718
"Now Nightly Horrors cease to haunt the Head, / And we no more familiar Danger dread."
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Date: 1718
"Should you presumptuous, quit your safer Ground, / And seek the utmost Lines, which Vertue bound, / And on the Frontier to engage the Foe, With Reason 's weak collected Forces go, / You'll soon those nice, ill-guarded Limits pass, / Throw down your Arms, and fond her Feet embrace, / In her soft ...
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Date: 1721
"My Heart do's like soft Wax relent, / And midst my Bowels flow"
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Date: 1721
"Our Soul, as from a broken Snare / A Bird escapes, is fled."
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Date: 1723
"The Cells, and little Lodgings, Thou canst see / In Mem'ry's Hoards and secret Treasury; / Dost the dark Cave of each Idea spy, / And see'st how rang'd the crouded Lodgers lye; / How some, when beckon'd by the Soul, awake, / While peaceful Rest their uncall'd Neighbours take."
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Date: 1723
"Tho' now, 'tis true, the strong Temptation's Force / Suspends Religion, and diverts its Course; / Yet still the Pow'r that chiefly rules your Soul, / And will I trust your future Life controul, / Is heav'nly Virtue, which, tho' now opprest / It sleeps a while unactive in your Breast, / Will, rou...
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Date: 1760-7
"In short, he had so many little subjects of disquietude springing out of this one affair, all fretting successively in his mind as they rose up in it, that my mother, whatever was her journey up, had but an uneasy journey of it down."
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