Date: 1700
"E'er since which time, unhappy Lovers see, / Their Passion ne'er can be from Tempests free / It Ebbs and Flows, unfixt, not long the same, / A rowling Ocean of tumultuous Flame."
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Date: 1700
"My Heart's his Throne, yet Rebel Passions Jar, / Which Fire my Veins, and thro' my Blood make War."
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Date: 1700
"All Hearts you Conquer, as you Conquer mine"
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Date: 1700
"Love Fights--Love Conquers still-- / And my own Heart is his Triumphant Car."
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Date: 1700
One may call his Senses to his aid, and "In vain Rebel," but soon he is "by ev'ry Sense betray'd"
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Date: 1700
"O'er Sense, o'er Reason, and o'er Love it Rules, / Custom, the Guardian, and the guide of Fools."
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Date: 1700
"Whilst in my Soul Despair her Court maintains, / And with deep Pomp in solid Darkness Reigns."
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Date: 1700
"They cannot, no; each sigh Love's flight sustains, / O'er my own Heart in my own Breast he Reigns, / And holds too strong, my strugling Soul in Chains."
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Date: 1700, 1712
"And so our Saviour tells us, that 'whosoever committeth sin is the Servant of sin'; and this is the vilest and hardest Slavery in the World, because it is the Servitude of the Soul, the best and noblest part of our selves; 'tis the subjection of our Reason, which ought to rule and bear Sway over...
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