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Date: 1680

Faults may be blotted from the breast

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1680

"Madam, your Person is Natures Essence Bottle, and your mind the Mirror of Virtue and Discretion"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1681

"My Lady Millicent did me the honour to inform of some expressions of yours in favour of me; each syllable of which is engraven in my heart"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1681

"[S]he bore swiftly round us, and we went after large Top-sails a trip, though one of our hearts of Gold making a shot at her, rak'd her fore and aft."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1681

"Come, be genuine with me--here's a Protector's half Crown for thee--two shillings five pence sterling--and let it be a Key to unlock thy heart"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1681

"[H]ere's the wit of a Tarpawlin now; one ruffling Storm frights away all their brains, to make room for the fumes that make them Valiant"

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1682

"I fear my breast wants room for the excessive joy; is stuck round with the darts of your Beauty, like an Orange that is stuck with Cloves."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1682

"I freely give it: so is my heart the dearest faithfull Closet of your Merit."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1682

"Love, that like a rich and potent Lord possesses, each close Apartment of this Charming Body, retains thy Vertue for some fitter season, and therefore shuts it up in some dark Closet, till the Riotous Soul has done its Revelling."

— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)

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Date: 1683

"I have Imbezell'd all the Furniture of my Soul and body in vice, though Heaven gave me an excellent House-keeper to look to it all, a careful wakeful Creature, call'd a Conscience, which never slept, never let me sleep in ill, but I abus'd her, sought to turn her out of doors, nay, Murder her, b...

— Crowne, John (bap. 1641, d. 1712)

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