Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit, like the jangling Chimes, rings all in one, / Till Sense, the Artist, sets them into Tune."
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Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit is the Fruitful Womb where Thoughts conceive, / Sense is the Vital Heat which Life and Form must give: / Wit is the Teeming Mother brings them forth, / Sense is the Active Father gives them Worth."
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Date: 1702
"Vice is a Thief, a Traytor in the Mind, / Assassinates the Vitals of Mankind."
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Date: 1706
"But FANCY, that unease Guest / Still holds a Lodging in our Beast; / She finds or frames Vexations still, / Her self the greatest Plague we feel."
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Date: 1707
"And while he makes my Soul his Guest, / My Bosom, Lord, shall be thy Rest."
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Date: 1709
"Ay me! Where roves my Fancy! What kind Dreams / Crowd with sweet Violence on my waking Mind!"
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Date: 1709, 1810
"Yet the silly wand'ring mind, / Loth to be too much confin'd, / Roves and takes her daily tours, / Coasting round the narrow shores, / Narrow shores of flesh and sense, / Picking shells and pebbles thence: / Or she sits at fancy's door, / Calling shapes and shadows to her, / Foreign visits still...
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Date: 1714, 1735
" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"
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Date: 1719
"I call'd a Council, that is to say, in my Thoughts, whether I should take back the Raft, but this appear'd impracticable."
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Date: 1719
"It is as impossible as needless, to set down the innumerable Crowd of Thoughts that whirl'd through that great Thorowfair of the Brain, the Memory, in this Night's Time."
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