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Date: 1684

"Love only in their stead took up its Rest; / Nature made that thy constant Guest, / And seem'd to form no other Passion for thy Breast."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

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Date: 1684

"In that white Snow which overspreads your skin, / We trace ye whiter Soul which dwells within."

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

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Date: 1684

"Those Asterisks plac'd in the Margin of thy Skin / Point out the nobler Soul that dwelt within:"

— Oldham, John (1653-1683)

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Date: 1684

"Examine how your Humour is inclin'd, / And which the Ruling Passion of your Mind"

— Dillon, Wentworth, 4th Earl of Roscommon (1637-1685)

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Date: 1684

"Truth Stamps Conviction in your Ravisht Breast."

— Dillon, Wentworth, 4th Earl of Roscommon (1637-1685)

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Date: 1684

"The first Impression in her Infant Breast / Will be the deepest, and should be the best."

— Dillon, Wentworth, 4th Earl of Roscommon (1637-1685)

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Date: 1684

"My lady knows t' a tittle what there's in ye; / No passing your gilt shilling for a guinea."

— Dryden, John (1631-1700)

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Date: 1684

"Much like th' ore-fond, tormented Lover, / Whose Travels Scorns alone discover / To th' chased Stag? Their Dwellings bear / Same form, sad-fortun'd Both appear, / Wilderness round his Fancy shows, / Which wild, disorder'd Thoughts compose; / Hunted by Dogs each strong for Scent / (Grief, Rage, D...

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

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Date: 1684

"Those dreadful Horns resemble well / (Since sounding forth their mortal Knell) / Those sharp disdainful Checks that came / From his too coy, severer Dame: / Found terribler, more shrill beside, / Through Fancy's Eccho's multiply'd."

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

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Date: 1684

"Thus, when (confounded Thoughts) sad Race, / So long maintain'd, th' unhappy Chase, / As faintest, gasping Hopes supply / With broken Breath, when 'midst the Cry, / No Comfort's cooler Stream relieving, / Nor Reason's Bay, at last help giving; / With Stag-like Fate he falling dyes, / Scorn's Tri...

— Harington, John (1627-1700)

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