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Date: 1733, 1748

"O falsely deemed the foe of sacred wit! / Thou [Memory], who the nurse and guardian art of it, / Laying it up till season due and fit."

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

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Date: 1733, 1748

"Where thou [Memory] art not, the cheerless human mind / Is one vast void, all darksome, sad, and blind; / No trace of anything remains behind."

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

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Date: 1733, 1748

"Still let my faithful Memory impart, / And deep engrave it on my grateful heart, / How just, and good, and excellent Thou art."

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

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Date: 1733, 1748

Memory is a fountain of "endless joy"

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

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Date: 1748

"But the Dean did not know what sort of a Memory I had, when he entrusted me with his Verse: I had no occasion for any other copy, than what I had registered in the Book and Volume of my Brain."

— Pilkington, Laetitia (c. 1709-1750)

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Date: 1761

One may sacrifice an over-ruling passion to the sober calls of reason and humanity

— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)

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Date: 1761

"I hope 'tis nothing but her extreme sensibility, and that after those first violent struggles are over, reason and discretion will reassume their empire."

— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)

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Date: 1761

"As I have an implicit faith in this good woman's skill, I remained perfectly satisfied with the judgment she had pronounced; and agreeing with her, that the sickness of the mind was beyond the power of medicine to reach."

— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)

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Date: 1761

"We are indeed so much used to what they call poetical justice, that we are disappointed in the catastrophe of a fable, if every body concerned in it be not disposed of according to the sentence of that judge which we have set up in our own breasts"

— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)

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Date: 1761

"His looks, and the tone of voice with which he spoke this, made my blood run cold, and my heart die within me."

— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)

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