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Date: January 1739

"I know that the fear of the civil magistrate is as strong a restraint as any of iron, and that I am in as perfect safety as if he were chain'd or imprison'd."

— Hume, David (1711-1776)

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Date: 1739

"May all English Lads, like you, Boys, / Prove on Shore true Hearts of Gold; / To their King and Country true"

— Phillips, Edward (b. 1708/9)

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Date: 1739

"Nor old Sir H***s, whose Soul is plung'd in Oar, / That Gold can't shut the Grave against Fourscore. "

— Miller, James (1704-1744)

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Date: 1739

" If thy Heart is not insensible as Brass, or Steel, once more, at least, let my rash Folly find a Pardon"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

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Date: 1739

"If thy Heart is not insensible as Brass, or Steel, once more, at least, let my rash Folly find a Pardon"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller James (1706-1744); Molière (1622-1673)

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Date: 1739

"But come ye purer souls from dross refin'd, / The blameless heart and uncorrupted mind!"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

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Date: 1739, 1741

"A Scene so sweetly sad, Who fail'd to feel, / Must have an Eye of Flint, or Heart of Steel"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

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Date: 1739, 1741

"A Scene, all human Nature must detest! / Yet cou'd the feeling Mother steel her Breast"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

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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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Date: 1739

"More hard than Marble is my Heart, / And foul with Sins of deepest Stain: / But Thou the mighty Saviour art, / Nor flow'd thy cleansing Blood in vain. / Ah! soften, melt this Rock, and may / Thy Blood wash all these Stains away."

— Wesley, John and Charles

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