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Date: 1679

"It is attracting Love, its nature's such, / 'Tis like the Loadstone; hadst thou once a touch, / 'Twould make thy Iron-heart with speed to move, / Nay, cleave to him in bonds of purest Love."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

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Date: 1679

"'Tis he [Satan] that keeps the Soul in Iron Chains, / And robs her of all Sense; lest those great pains / She otherwise might feel, should make her cry / To be deliver'd from his slavery."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

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Date: 1679

"No Orator on Earth like him could speak, / So powerfully, and sweet enough to break / And melt a breast of Steel, or heart of Stone"

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

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Date: 1679

"With him [Chirst] I live, his word I hear, yet feel / No yielding to him in this heart of Steel."

— Slater, Samuel (c.1629-1704)

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Date: 1679

"'Tis sure, thy heart hath too too many leaks, / Which sacred things let out, and then let in / Satans suggestions, the world, and sin"

— Slater, Samuel (c.1629-1704)

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Date: 1679

"Mourn therefore that this Cabinet of thine / Framed by Gods own hand for things divine, / And to be fill'd with Christ and Grace should be / Thus stufft with dross, and dung, and vanitie."

— Slater, Samuel (c.1629-1704)

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Date: 1679

"How can'st thou, cruel Soul, thus let me stand, / Barr'd out of Doors, whilst others do command / The choicest Room within thy yielding Breast, / Lodgings too good for such destructive Guests."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

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Date: 1679

"As soon as e're the Soul its Eye doth set / Upon his face, or of it takes a view, / They'l cleave to him, whatever doth in sue."

— Keach, Benjamin (1640-1704)

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Date: 1679

Reason, Innocence, and Love divide the empire and preside "o're th' Inferiour Appetite"

— Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

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Date: 1679

"From Heav'n was with a Silver Cord let down, / And into the Souls mass divinely thrown, / To be its Salt, miraculously contriv'd"

— Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.