Date: 1745
"My fluttering Soul was all on Wing to find Thee, / My Love! my Sigismunda!"
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Date: 1745
"But This, my Friend, these stormy Gusts of Pride / Are foreign to my Love--Till Sigismunda / Be disabus'd, my Breast is Tumult all, / And can obey no settled Course of Reason. / I see Her still, I feel her powerful Image!"
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Date: 1745
"Thought drives on Thought, on Passions Passions roll; / Her Smiles alone can calm my raging Soul."
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Date: 1745
"Wild as Winds, / And fighting Seas, he raves. His Passions mix, / With ceaseless Rage, all in each giddy Moment."
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Date: 1746
"Now, while I taste the Sweetness of the Shade, / While Nature lies around deep-lull'd in Noon, / Now come, bold Fancy, spread a daring Flight, / And view the Wonders of the torrid Zone."
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Date: 1746
"He framed a melting lay, to try her heart; / And, if an infant passion struggled there, / To call that passion forth."
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Date: 1746
"While there with thee the enchanted round I walk, / The regulated wild, gay Fancy then / Will tread in thought the groves of attic land; / Will from thy standard taste refine her own, / Correct her pencil to the purest truth / Of Nature, or, the unimpassion'd shades / Forsaking, raise it to the ...
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Date: 1746
"Man, in a storm of passions daily whirl'd, / Lives but the jest, and riddle of the world."
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Date: 1746
"As the grave sage, who studies to explore, / Some cause phaenonimous--unknown before, / With patience waits--revolving in his mind / The vast events--attending human kind, / Till some propitious star his soul inspires, / And gives the great solution he requires."
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Date: 1746, 1749
"For Peace and War succeed by Turns in Love, / And while tempestuous these Emotions roll, / And float with blind Disorder in the Soul."
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