Date: 1712
"The Mind's Tribunal can Reports reject / Made by the Senses, and their Faults correct."
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Date: 1712
"How Spirits, which for Sense and Motion serve, / Unguided find the perforated Nerve. / Thro' ev'ry dark Recess pursue their Flight, / Unconscious of the Road and void of Sight, / Yet certain of the End still guide their Motions right."
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Date: 1714, 1735
" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"
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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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