Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Hell trembles at the Sight, and hides its Head / In utmost Darkness, while on Earth each Heart, / Like mine, is fill'd with Peace and Joy unutterable."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"His Noble Nature, / Tho' warm, tho' fierce, and prone to sudden Passions, / Is just and gentle, when the torrent Rage / Ebbs out, and cooler Reason comes again."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Oh! thou hast touch'd me with the sacred Theme, / And my cold Heart is kindled at thy Flame; / An active Hope grows busie in my Breast, / And something tells me we shall both be blest."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Oh Seofrid! do'st thou not wonder much, / And pity my weak Temper, when thou seest me / Thus in a Moment chang'd from Hot to Cold, / My active Fancy glowing now with Hopes, / Anon thus drooping; Death in my pale Visage, / My Heart, and my chill Veins, all freezing with Despair."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Then think what Thoughts invade the gazing King; / Catch'd with the sudden Flame, at once he burns, / At once he flies resistless on his Prey."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"The cursed Deed will turn me savage wild, / Blot ev'ry Thought of Nature from my Soul."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Oh! do not, do not blast the springing Hopes / Which thy kind Hand has planted in my Soul."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Find out, my Soul, in thy rich Store of Thought, / Somewhat more Great, more Worthy of thy self; / Or let the mimick Fancy shew its Art, / And paint some pleasing Image to delight me."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"No!--'tis my Glory that the Christian Light / Has dawn'd, like Day, upon my darker Mind, / And taught my Soul the noblest use of Reason; / Taught her to soar aloft, to search, to know / The vast eternal Fountain of her Being."
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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Wilt thou not plead for Life?--Intreat the Tyrant, / And waken Nature in his Iron Heart."
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