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Date: 1765 [1764]

"No, Bianca; his heart was ever a stranger to me--but he is my father, and I must not complain."

— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)

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Date: 1765

"O God, to what a pitch are wrought / The councils of omniscient thought."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

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Date: 1766

"My Heart is my own / And a Stranger to Care"

— Carey, George Saville (1743-1807)

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Date: 1766

"Each art and science lodg'd in her fair breast, / With heav'n's bright caravan of virtues rest."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

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Date: November, 1769?

"And give me back my heart again, / And oh! instruct the roving guest, / No more to wander from my breast."

— Shaw, Cuthbert (1738-1771)

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Date: 1770-1

"The method that Mrs. Ruby-nose used to dismiss her anger, was to clap herself into an arm-chair with such a whang, that it shook the hot vapours from her brain, and sent them in a hurry down into a capacious store-room called her victualling-office."

— Bridges, Thomas (b. 1710?, d. in or after 1775)

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Date: 1770-1

"By this time the choleric vapours, which madam had jogged downwards when she let her broad bottom salute the chair with such a whack, growing warm amongst the hodg-potch they found in her store-room, which we may properly stile a hot-house, began to ascend, and take possession of their former te...

— Bridges, Thomas (b. 1710?, d. in or after 1775)

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Date: 1771, 1806

" 'Tho' from my mind each flatt'ring thought retir'd, / 'And in my bosom Hope and Peace expir'd;"

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

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Date: 1772, 1788

"Tho' some hollow hearts may have much room to spare, / The Devil himself wou'd not chuse to dwell there."

— Stevens, George Alexander (1710?-1784)

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Date: 1773, 1810

"Hail, mild Philosophy! the province thine, / To chase the spectres of the dark Divine! / Not to fix errour, but with reason's art, / To root the stiff old-woman from the heart."

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

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