Date: 1770
"These objects banish care, they set us loose / From mean attachments, and compose our souls / For fine impressions, and for heavenly airs:"
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Date: 1770
"Sylvia, if you persist to steel your heart, / Expect a mansion in that dire abode."
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Date: 1770
"Mean while, the duties of a man revolve, / And steel thy bosom with the firm resolve"
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Date: 1770
"Destructive eyes, false mirrors of the heart! / I, to my sorrow know the lies you've told me."
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Date: 1770
"I could not look upon his mangled corse: / I saw his mangled corse in my mind's eye."
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Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English
"What is the whole world to our hearts without love? It is the optic machine of the Savoyards without light." [More literal translation: "Wilhelm, what would the world mean to our hearts without love! What is a magic lantern without its lamp!"]
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Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English
"Oh! that I could express, that I could describe, these great conceptions, with the same warmth, with the same energy, that they are impressed on my soul!" [Literal translation: "Oh could you only express, could you the breathe forth upon this paper all that lives so warm and full, that it might ...
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Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English
"Solitude in this terrestrial paradise is a medicine to my mind. The delight of spring touches my heart, and gives fresh vigour to my soul."
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Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English
"My mind is calm and serene, like the first fine mornings of spring."
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Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English
"A darkness spreads over my eyes; heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb all its powers, like the idea of a beloved mistress."
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