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Date: 1704

"Who then wou'd court the Pomp of guilty Power, / When the Mind sickens at the weary Shew, / And flies to temporary Death for Ease."

— Steele, Sir Richard (1672-1729)

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Date: 1706

"'Till then be kind, and leave me to my self; / Leave me to vent the Fulness of my Breast, / Pour out the Sorrows of my Soul alone, / And sigh my self, if possible, to Peace."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: 1706

"Behold that! that!--more dreadful than Medusa, / It drives my Soul back to her inmost Seats, / And freezes every stiff'ning Limb to Marble."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: 1707

"See, see, he smiles amidst his Trance, / And shakes a visionary Lance, / His Brain is fill'd with loud Alarms, / Shouting Armies, clashing Arms, / The softer Prints of Love deface; / And Trumpets sound in ev'ry Trace."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708

"Oh Seofrid! do'st thou not wonder much, / And pity my weak Temper, when thou seest me / Thus in a Moment chang'd from Hot to Cold, / My active Fancy glowing now with Hopes, / Anon thus drooping; Death in my pale Visage, / My Heart, and my chill Veins, all freezing with Despair."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: 1709?

"And this firm Vow for mutual Life shall stand, / Irrevocably seal'd with Heart and Hand."

— Cibber, Colley (1671-1757)

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Date: 1713

"His Passions and his Virtues lie confused, / And mixt together in so wild a Tumult, / That the whole Man is quite disfigur'd in him."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

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Date: 1713

"But just arriv'd--Absence, Mrs. Busie, has not been able to deface the Impressions of Love,--and still the Lady Myrtilla reigns in my Bosom, haunts my waking Thoughts, and is ever present in my Dreams."

— Gay, John (1685-1732)

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Date: 1713

"Fair Lady, show your self a generous Conqueror; and since I am taken Captive by your Charms, and bound in the Golden Chains of your Beauty, throw me not into the Dungeon of Disdain, but rather confine me in the pleasing Mansions of your Bosom; where my Heart will glory in its Captivity, and desp...

— Gay, John (1685-1732)

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Date: 1714

"Of equal Elements, / Without one jarring Atom was she form'd / And Gentleness, and Joy, make up her Being."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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