Date: 1714
"Oh Jealousie! Thou Bane of pleasing Friendship, / Thou worst Invader of our tender Bosoms; / How does thy Rancour poison all our Softness, / And turn our gentle Natures into Bitterness."
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Date: 1722
"And yet, whate'er I do, my Hopes are blasted. / That this fierce Combat in my Heart were over!"
preview | full record— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)