Date: 1700
"In short, taking it for granted, that we two understand one another by half a Word, I will set both his and my Imagination on the Ramble."
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Date: 1700
"Or a Bartholomew-Baby Beau, newly Launch'd out of a Chocolate-House, with his Pockets as empty as his Brains."
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Date: 1700
"Here walk'd a Fellow with a long white Rod on his Shoulder, that's asham'd to cry his Trade, though he gets his Living by it; another bawling out TODD's Four Volumes in Print, which a Man in Reading of, wou'd wonder that so much Venom should not tear him to pieces, but that some of the ancient M...
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Date: 1700
"What does the World think of this holding up the Buckler, they put but a bad Construction upon it, and say that his Conscience is Ulcerated, that you cannot touch any String, but it will answer to some painful place."
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Date: 1704
"My Soul's, as to that Affair, a clean sheet of Paper, a meer Tabula Rasa; therefore, Sir, you may impress any Characters in the World upon it; Mahometan, Jew, or Pagan, 'tis all a case to your poor distressed Servant"
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Date: 1704, 1715
"A glitt'ring Spark the rash Prometheus stole, / And fondly stampt into a Soul"
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Date: 1704, 1715
"His fearless Heart immur'd with tripple Brass. / The daring Mortal surely wore"
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Date: 1715
There may be "one Spark of Pity left behind / To form the least Impression on your Mind"
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Date: 1715
"No Beams of softning Pity touch thy Breast, / Too vile a Cell to harbour such a Guest."
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Date: 1715
"But now you'll enquire, can they all quarter there? / Why, Madam, my Heart's large enough, never fear. / There's room for my Phillis, / And soft Amarillis: / And Cælia the Fair, / Who need not despair / Of a good Lodging there:"
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