Date: 1678
"Into his studious Closet to stuff his Lunatick head, since he can get nothing for his belly."
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Date: 1682
"I fear my breast wants room for the excessive joy; is stuck round with the darts of your Beauty, like an Orange that is stuck with Cloves."
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Date: 1700
"But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings."
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