Date: 1718
"Vile Man becomes, when purify'd by Grace, / Thy Living Temple, and abiding Place."
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Date: 1718
" His Heart is made Thy Altar, whence / To Heav'n arise pure Flames of holy Fire"
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Date: 1718
"O when shall my glad Soul releast / From these uneasy Chains of Clay, / To the bright Regions of the Blest / Wing with a Lover's Speed her Way?"
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Date: w. 1713-1718?, 1989
"If I cant have the pleasure to conquer yr heart / I shall have some at least in complaining."
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Date: 1718
Reason may be "too Young to rule a Flame" (of love)
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Date: 1718
"When first to Think your active Mind essay'd, / And young Ideas in your Fancy play'd, / While dawning Reason's unexperienc'd Ray / Drew a faint Scetch of Intellectual Day, / Your Parents, who the Laws of Heav'n revere, / And make Immortal Bliss their pious Care, / Assiduous strove by mild Instru...
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Date: 1718
"Knowledge Divine they by degrees bestow'd, / And with blest Seed your Heart industrious sow'd, / Whence verdant Issues soon began to shoot; / A Bloom ensu'd, that promis'd generous Fruit."
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Date: 1718
"Drawn by their Pray'r, from Heav'n descending Dews / Cheer the fair Plant, and Heat Divine infuse: / While watchful they destroy'd the springing Weeds, / Baneful to Virtue, which our Bosom breeds, / Nature's spontaneous Growth, that no Assistant needs."
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Date: 1718
"A Blow of Virtues, all of heav'nly Kind, / Mingled their Beauties, and adorn'd your Mind."
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Date: 1718
"Now, when unbridled Passions use to reign, / While vanquish'd Reason wears the Victor's Chain, / See Pleasure, fair and smiling as the Morn, / (Soft Silks her Limbs, gay Flow'rs her Head adorn) / Which with her Breath perfumes the ambient Air, / While sporting Zephyrs heave her golden Hair, / Mi...
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