"The stranger, Reason, cross'd her way."

— Langhorne, John (1735-1779)

1778, 1804
"The stranger, Reason, cross'd her way."
Metaphor in Context
As flowers that fade in burning day,
At evening find the dew-drop dear,
But fiercer feel the noon-tide ray,
When soften'd by the nightly tear;

Returning in the flowing tear,
This lovely flower, more sweet than they,
Found her fair soul, and wandering near,
The stranger, Reason, cross'd her way.

Found her fair soul--Ah! so to find
Was but more dreadful grief to know!
Ah! sure, the privilege of mind
Can not be worth the wish of woe.
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At least 2 entries in ESTC (1778, 1780).

See John Langhorne, Owen of Carron. A Poem (London: Printed for Edward and Charles Dilly, 1778). <Link to ESTC><Link to ECCO>

Text from The Poetical Works of John Langhorne, 2 vols. (London: Printed for J. Mawman [by] T. Gillet, 1804).
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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.