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Date: 1778

"To melancholy thoughts awakes the soul, / And lulls the mind to contemplation's dream"

— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)

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Date: 1781

"But now, farewell, ye flow'ry Cells, / Where bright Imagination dwells, / Round whom in Circles ever gay / The young Ideas love to play"

— Keate, George (1729-1797)

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Date: 1781

"Oh, I begin to take you--your days--the rusticated remains of a ruined Temple Critic--a smatterer of high life from the scenes of Cibber, which remain upon his imagination, as they do upon the stage, forty years after the real characters are lost"

— Burgoyne, John (1722-1792)

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Date: 1781

"But as a Bow that's always bent / Hath soon its force elastic spent; / So, lest the over-burthen'd brain / (Which can't too great a weight sustain) / Should not so much rich food digest, / 'Tis sometimes good to give it rest."

— Keate, George (1729-1797)

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Date: 1781

"My head and ears confus'd, I find / One cannot here relax the Mind, / In vain she strives to slip her chains, / Law, Law, through all these regions reigns; / So back to Chambers I return, / More Patience, and more Law, to learn."

— Keate, George (1729-1797)

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Date: 1784

"But, for the furniture within, / Whether it be of brains, or lead, / What matters it, so there's a head?"

— Jago, Richard (1715-1781)

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Date: 1784

"Nor is it thinking much, but doing, / That keeps our tenements from ruin"

— Jago, Richard (1715-1781)

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Date: 1785

" No glossy diction e'er can aid the thought, / First stamp'd in ignorance, with error fraught."

— Yearsley, Ann (bap. 1753, d. 1806)

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Date: 1785

Hearts may scarce yield to impression while "The daughter's can soften and melt"

— Lovibond, Edward (bap. 1723, d. 1775)

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Date: 1785

Silence is the "Refuge of tender hearts must fear mixing "With the mad multitude, where passions fell, / And strangers to their bosom, enter wild, / Like Sin and Death in Paradise, to jar / On the soft music of according souls!"

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

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