Date: 1716
"As by Rebellion Subjects oft become / Lords of their Monarch, and pronounce his Doom: / So Reason, to your wicked Nature join'd, / Rebels 'gainst Faith, whose Slave it was design'd."
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Date: 1718
"Inmate Divine! Celestial Guest! / Who dost inhabit every pious Breast"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1718
"'From forth thy Bosom turn the Viper-Guest, / 'Or, e'er he bite thee, crush him at thy Breast"
preview | full record— Amhurst, Nicholas (1697-1742)
Date: 1718
"When first to Think your active Mind essay'd, / And young Ideas in your Fancy play'd, / While dawning Reason's unexperienc'd Ray / Drew a faint Scetch of Intellectual Day, / Your Parents, who the Laws of Heav'n revere, / And make Immortal Bliss their pious Care, / Assiduous strove by mild Instru...
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Date: 1718
"Our faithful Censor laid asleep within, / We undisturb'd take down full Draughts of Sin."
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Date: 1718
"Should you at length decide the doubtful War, / Renounce to Virtue, and for Vice declare, / You'll ne'er in Triumph captive Reason lead, / On Conscience wholly conquer'd never tread."
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Date: 1718
"Call to your Aid the Arts of Earth and Hell, / Th' upbraiding Guest within you'll ne'er expel."
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Date: 1718
"The Foe has secret Friends within your Breast, / Perfidious Passions, which dissemble Rest / All these, should you approach her Camp too near, / Rising in Arms, against you will declare."
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Date: 1720
"His Fancy still awake; the roving Guest / Usurps the Throne of Reason in his Breast: / Forms great Ideas, and religious Schemes, / A busy mime, and floats in golden Dreams."
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Date: January, 1719; 1720
"Still heavy, at the last my Nose / I prim'd with an inspiring Dose, / Then did the Ideas dance, (dear safe us!) / As they'd been daft."
preview | full record— Ramsay, Allan (1684-1758)