Date: 1717
The brain is a "Magazine" that Fevers may seize "To calcine all her beauteous Image."
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Date: 1717, 1736
"Most souls, 'tis true, but peep out once an age, / Dull sullen pris'ners in the body's cage."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1717, 1736
"Dim lights of life that burn a length of years, / Useless, unseen, as lamps in sepulchres"
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Date: 1717, 1736
"Like Eastern Kings a lazy state they keep, / And close confin'd in their own palace sleep."
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Date: 1718
"For from most Bodies, Dick, You know,/ Some little Bits ask Leave to flow; / And, as thro' these Canals They roll, / Bring up a Sample of the Whole. / Like Footmen running before Coaches, / To tell the Inn, what Lord approaches."
preview | full record— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)
Date: 1718
"Here, Richard, how could I explain, / The various Lab'rinths of the Brain?"
preview | full record— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)
Date: 1718
"The Brain contains ten thousand Cells: / In each some active Fancy dwells; / Which always is at Work, and framing / The several Follies I was naming."
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Date: 1718
"Whilst, as my System says, the Mind / Is to these upper Rooms confin'd."
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Date: 1718
"The World a Scene of murder'd Souls appears, / Interr'd in living Sepulchres, / And moved from Place to Place in walking Tombs."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1718
"Vile Man becomes, when purify'd by Grace, / Thy Living Temple, and abiding Place."
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