Date: 1743
"Bound, every heart! and every bosom, burn!"
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Date: 1743
"He, the great Father, kindled at one flame / The world of rationals; one spirit pour'd / From Spirit's awful fountain; pour'd Himself / Through all their souls; but not in equal stream."
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Date: 1743
"'Reason bids, / All-sacred Reason.'---Hold her sacred still; / Nor shalt thou want a rival in thy flame."
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Date: 1743
"Think'st thou, Lorenzo , to find pastimes here? / No guilty passion blown into a flame, / No foible flatter'd, dignity disgraced, / No fairy field of fiction, all on flower, / No rainbow colours here, or silken tale."
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Date: 1744
"When souls take fire / At high presumptions of their own desert, / One age is poor applause; the mighty shout, / The thunder by the living few begun, / Late time must echo; worlds unborn, resound."
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Date: 1744
"I see, / I feel a grandeur in the Passions too, / Which speaks their high descent, and glorious end; / Which speaks them rays of an eternal fire."
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Date: 1744
"What wealth in senses such as these! What wealth / In Fancy fired to form a fairer scene / Than Sense surveys! in Memory's firm record!"
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Date: 1744
"Roused at the sound, the exulting soul ascends, / And breathes her native air; an air that feeds / Ambitions high, and fans ethereal fires; / Quick kindles all that is Divine within us, / Nor leaves one loitering thought beneath the stars."
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Date: 1744
"The aspiring Soul, / Ardent and tremulous, like flame, ascends; / Zeal and Humility her wings to heaven."
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Date: 1745
"With inward eyes, and silent as the grave, / They stand collecting every beam of thought, / Till their hearts kindle with Divine delight; / For all their thoughts, like angels seen of old / In Israel's dream, come from, and go to, heaven."
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