Date: 1697
"Let Love's strong Flame by its Celestial Art / To fill my Eyes, dissolve and melt my Heart; / As Central Fire advances watry Steams / Which from the Mountains spring in Crystal Streams."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1697
"Lord, strike this Marble Heart, thy powerful Stroke / Will make a Flood gush from the cleaving Rock. / O draw all Nature's Sluces up, and drain / Her Magazines, which liquid Stores contain."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1697
"When Lucifer observ'd the Pagans flee, / And the great Briton crown'd with Victory, / O'er-boiling Rage his lab'ring Mind possest, /And thoughts of deep Revenge o'erwhelm'd his Breast."
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Date: 1700
"On these [passions] the Soul, as on some Flowing Tide, / Must sit, and on the raging Billows Ride, / Hurry'd away, for how can be withstood / Th' Impetuous Torrent of the boiling Blood?"
preview | full record— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)
Date: 1700
The "Trading Mind" must voyage over an Ocean, but "Resisting Rocks oppose th' Inquiring Soul, / And adverse Waves retard it as they Rowl."
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Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit, like a hasty Flood, may over-run us, / And too much Sense has oftentimes undone us."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit is a Flux, a Looseness of the Brain, / And Sense-abstract has too much Pride to reign."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1700, 1705
"For Sense, like Water, is but Wit condense, / And Wit, like Air, is rarify'd from Sense."
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