Date: 1742
"Speech ventilates our intellectual fire; / Speech burnishes our mental magazine, / Brightens for ornament, and whets for use."
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Date: 1742
"'Tis thought's exchange which, like the' alternate push / Of waves conflicting, breaks the learned scum, / And defecates the student's standing pool."
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Date: 1742
"Rude thought runs wild in contemplation's field; / Converse, the menage, breaks it to the bit / Of due restraint; and emulation's spur / Gives graceful energy, by rivals awed."
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Date: 1742
"Wisdom, though richer than Peruvian mines, / And sweeter than the sweet ambrosial hive,-- / What is she but the means of happiness?"
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Date: 1742
"Full on ourselves descending in a line, / Pleasure's bright beam is feeble in delight: / Delight intense is taken by rebound; / Reverberated pleasures fire the breast."
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Date: 1742
"Celestial Happiness, whene'er she stoops / To visit earth, one shrine the goddess finds, / And one alone, to make her sweet amends / For absent heaven,--the bosom of a friend; / Where heart meets heart, reciprocally soft, / Each other's pillow to repose divine."
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Date: 1742
"Beware the counterfeit: in Passion's flame / Hearts melt; but melt like ice, soon harder froze."
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Date: 1742
"True love strikes root in Reason, Passion's foe."
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Date: 1742
"From dreams, where Thought in Fancy's maze runs mad, / To reason, that heaven-lighted lamp in man, / Once more I wake; and at the destined hour, / Punctual as lovers to the moment sworn, / I keep my assignation with my woe."
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Date: 1742
"Inebriate at fair Fortune's fountain-head, / And reeling through the wilderness of joy; / Where Sense runs savage, broke from Reason's chain, / And sings false peace, till smother'd by the pall."
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