Date: 1718
"And now the fair Ideas, which possest / Your Mind, by loose and vicious Thoughts opprest, / How will you wing your Way to Realms above, / And feast your Soul with Extasies of Love"
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Date: 1719
"She freely gave him up her conquer'd Heart"
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Date: 1719
"Than from this Mind, O! venerable Shade, / Th'Impression be eras'd thy Words have made."
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Date: 1721
"My Heart do's like soft Wax relent, / And midst my Bowels flow"
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Date: 1721
"Bless God, who did not give our Soul / To their sharp Teeth a Prey."
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Date: 1721
"Our Soul, as from a broken Snare / A Bird escapes, is fled."
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Date: 1722
"An empire, which thy [Jesus'] armies did not gain, / Not purchas'd by the blood of thousands slain, / But by thy own; an empire o'er the mind / Erected, and for heavenly ends design'd."
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Date: 1722
"[E]rring conscience must as well controll /Our acts, as when it moves and guides the soul"
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Date: 1722
"He, who the revelation owns, yet brings / The sacred truths and high mysterious things / Of Christian faith, which heav'nly light reveals, / To reason's bar, to a wrong court appeals."
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Date: 1722
"For reason, reason's self being judge, by laws, / That rule her province, can't decide the cause."
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