Date: April 18, 1721
"My Lord, you know his Heart is Steel, / 'Tis fixt, 'tis past, 'tis absolute Despair."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"If, after Death, our Forms (as some believe) / Shall be transparent, naked every Thought, / And Friends meet Friends, and read each other's Hearts, / Thou'lt know one day, that thou wast held most dear. / Farewel."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"He's gone, and now / I must unsluice my overburden'd Heart, / And let it flow."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"If thou dost love me, I shall fill thy Heart / With Scorpion's Stings."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"Oh, what a Pain to think! when every Thought, / Perplexing Thought in Intricacies runs, / And Reason knits th'inextricable Toil / In which her self is taken. I am lost, / Poor Insect that I am, I am involv'd, / And bury'd in the Web my self have wrought."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"One Argument is ballanc'd by another, / And Reason Reason meets in doubtful Fight, / And Proofs are countermin'd by equal Proofs. / No more I'll bear this Battel of the Mind, / This inward Anarchy."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"Can I not rouze the Snake that's in his Bosom, / To Sting out human Nature, and effect it?"
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Date: April 18, 1721
"If this was Fancy's Work, / She draws a Picture strongly."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"O the Medley / Of Right and Wrong! the Chaos in my Brain! / He should, and should not dye-- / You should Obey, / And not Obey.--It is a Day of Darkness, / Of Contradictions, and of many Deaths."
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Date: April 18, 1721
"I told her, from your Childhood you was wont / On any great Surprize, but chiefly then / When cause of Sorrow bore it Company, / To have your Passion shake the Seat of Reason, / A momentary Ill, which soon blew o'er."
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