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Date: 1737

"The soft impression of my brothers face, / Dwells on my heart."

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

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Date: 1739

"My great Redeemer's name--transporting name! / 'Tis graven on my heart, 'tis deep imprest, / Immortal is the stamp; nor life, nor death, / Nor hell, with all its pow'rs, shall blot it thence."

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

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Date: 1739

"O set me as a signal on thy heart! / And let the deep impression ne'er depart."

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

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Date: 1739

"To thee; whatever kind impression's rais'd / In any heart for me, let it be thine!"

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

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Date: 1739

"He finds thy soft impression touch his breast, / He feels the God, and owns him unconfess'd!"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

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Date: 1739

"My bosom all thy image shall retain, / The full impression there shall still remain."

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

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Date: 1739, 1741

"In These, whatever Sense first strikes their Thought, / (Or wrong or right) th' Impression deep is wrought"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

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Date: 1738, 1739

"And as with Milton's Numbers, or with mine, / Those Sheets come forth, as Corbet may enjoin; / So Education on the Mind imprints / Sublime Ideas, or low trivial Hints."

— Bancks, John (1709-1751)

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Date: 1738, 1739

"For tho' right Reason should her Beams display, / And dart new Lustre on our clouded Way; / Unless Philosophy, with antient Strength, / Support her Empire to Life's utmost Length; / Unless, in Passion's Spite, we dare be free, / (What Few have been, and Few will ever be) / That pristine Turn, th...

— Bancks, John (1709-1751)

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Date: 1738, 1739

"Like Twigs, entrusted to the Planter's Pains, / Who prunes, engrafts, indulges, or restrains, / Till in the Garden Ornament they yield, / And Fruit, which else had cumber'd up the Field: / Or that rich Ore we from the Indies bring, / Which bears, refin'd, the Image of the King; / But mix'd for-e...

— Bancks, John (1709-1751)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.