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Date: 1708

"You know, Lavinia, once I lov'd you well; / Nor has your Crimes yet chang'd my Heart to Steel."

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

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Date: 1709

"Nor can you unconcern'd thro' Ludgate pass / Without a Conscience steel'd, or Heart of Brass; / Where, thro' the Iron Grate, a Rueful Tongue / Directs you to the Box below 'em hung, / To angle Farthings from the num'rous Throng"

— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)

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Date: 1709

"When Gene'rous Duckett fell in all his Prime, / That Iron Heart which ne'er before did bend / Broke into Tears, and melted for a Friend."

— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)

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Date: 1709

"Purg'd from the Dross of a Terrestrial Mind, / The Blest are all Propitious to Mankind:"

— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)

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Date: 1709

"O stamp upon my Soul / Some blissful Image of the fair Deceas'd / To call my Passions and my Eyes aside / From the dear breathless Clay."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"[N]o alloy / Of Flesh" can destroy the "sprightly Beauties" of the soul "Nor Death nor Fate can snatch the lasting Joy. / Through ev'ry Limb the active Spirit flows;
Diffusing Life and Vigour as it goes, / But is it self unmixt, and free from Dross"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"Black Night comes on, and interrupts the Day, / E'er it can chase the Mists and Fogs away; / The Dregs of Flesh and Drossy Lees, o'errun / The Soul, and weigh the strugling Spirit down:"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710

"They whose Fire does dimly shine, / In Smoke hid from themselves remain; / Their Heat cannot their Dross refine, / Nor chase thick Vapours from their Brain"

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

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Date: 1710

"Gold such Patience can inspire, / And so debase the Soul of Man,"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

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Date: 1710

"Thy dying Words shall melt my stony Breast, / And pierce my weeping Soul whilst thou art blest"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

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