Date: 1765
"Warm in the raptures of divine desire, / Burst the soft chain that curbs th'aspiring mind."
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Date: 1765
"Let those, whose arts to fatal paths betray, / The soul with passion's gloom tempestuous blind, / And snatch from Reason's ken th'auspicious ray / Truth darts from Heaven to guide th'exploring mind."
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Date: 1765
""Unwise, who, tossing on the watery way, / All to the storm th'unfetter'd sail devolve; / Man more unwise resigns the mental sway, / Born headlong on by passion's keen resolve."
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Date: 1765
""How hideous and forlorn! when ruthless care / With cankering tooth corrodes the seeds of life, / And deaf with passion's storms when pines despair, / And howling furies rouse th'eternal strife."
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Date: 1765
"O ye pure inmates of the gentle breast, / Truth, Freedom, Love, O where is your abode?"
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Date: 1765
"Religion is exalted Reason, refin'd and sifted from the grosser Parts of it; It dwells in the upper Region of the Mind, where there are fewest Clouds or Mists to darken or offend it."
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Date: 1765
"A sick Person has usually Confidence in his Physician, credits what is told him, and uses what is prescribed; but an immoral Man seldom believes that his Mind is sick, slights his Doctor, and applies not the proper Remedies."
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Date: 1765
"A Man's House may be so fill'd with Furniture, that he shall want Room to stir; and a Man's Head may be so stuff'd with other People's Thoughts, that his own shall be stifled."
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Date: 1765
"Fancy and Wisdom seldom go together, nor are the Fruits of the same Soil or Season."
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Date: 1765
"Never make a Friend on a sudden, for though the first Affection makes the deepest Impression, yet that Love is held most permanent which dives into the Soul by soft Degrees of mutual Society, and comes to be matured by Time."
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