Date: 1744
"Think not our passions from Corruption sprung, / Though to Corruption now they lend their wings; / That is their mistress, not their mother."
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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
"Like the proud Eastern [Nebuchadnezzar], struck by Providence, / What, though our passions are run mad, and stoop, / With low terrestrial appetite, to graze / On trash, on toys, dethroned from high desire?"
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Date: 1744
"Yet still, through their disgrace [the passions'], no feeble ray / Of greatness shines, and tells us whence they fell: / But these (like that fallen monarch [Adam] when reclaim'd) / When Reason moderates the rein aright, / Shall re-ascend, remount their former sphere, / Where once they soar'd il...
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Date: 1744
"Whence, then, those thoughts? those towering thoughts that flew / Such monstrous heights?"
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Date: 1744
"In Lust's dominion, and in Passion's storm, / Truth's system broken, scatter'd fragments lay: / (As light in chaos, glimmering through the gloom)."
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Date: 1744
""Reason with Inclination why at war? / Why sense of guilt? Why Conscience up in arms?"
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Date: 1744
"The thorns shoot up! What thorns in every thought! / Why sense of better? It embitters worse."
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Date: 1744
"Ye towering hopes, abortive energies! / That toss and struggle in my lying breast, / To scale the skies, and build presumptions there, / As I were heir of an eternity."
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Date: 1744
"Sense! take the rein; blind Passion! drive us on; / And, Ignorance! befriend us on our way; / Ye new, but truest patrons of our peace! Yes; give the Pulse full empire; live the Brute, / Since as the Brute we die."
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