Date: 1700, 1705
"For Sense, like Water, is but Wit condense, / And Wit, like Air, is rarify'd from Sense."
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Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit without Sense is like the Laughing-Evil, / And Sense unmix'd with Fancy is the D---l."
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Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit, like the French, performs before it thinks, / And thoughtful Sense without Performance sinks."
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Date: 1701
"He [Good King Bacchus] does the chaos of the head refine, / And atom-thoughts jump into words by wine"
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Date: 1701
"Their brain's so cool, their passion seldom burns; / For all's condens'd before the flame returns; The fermentation's of so weak a matter, / The humid damps the fume, and runs it all to water."
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