Date: 1713
"Pardon a weak distemper'd Soul, that swells / With sudden Gusts, and sinks as soon in Calms, / The Sport of Passions."
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Date: 1713
"Alas, thy Story melts away my Soul."
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Date: 1713
"Whene'er he speaks of thee, his Heart's in Flames, / He sends out all his Soul in ev'ry Word, / And thinks, and talks, and looks like one transported."
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Date: 1713
"Unhappy Youth! how will thy Coldness raise / Tempests and Storms in his afflicted Bosom! / I dread the Consequence."
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Date: 1713
"My Heart is wounded, when I see such Virtue / Afflicted by the Weight of such Misfortunes."
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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."
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Date: 1713
"Ev'n now, while thus I stand blest in thy Presence, / A secret Damp of Grief comes o'er my Thoughts, / And I'm unhappy, tho' thou smilest upon me."
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Date: 1713
"The Mist that hung about my Mind clear's up; / And now, athwart the Terrors that thy Vow / Has planted round thee, thou appear'st more fair, / More amiable, and risest in thy Charms."
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Date: 1713
"I've been surprized in an unguarded Hour, / But must not now go back: The Love, that lay / Half smother'd in my Breast, has broke through all / Its weak Restraints, and burn's in its full Lustre, / I cannot, if I wou'd, conceal it from thee."
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Date: 1713
"But oh! my Friends, your Safety fills my Heart / With anxious Thoughts: A thousand secret Terrors, / Rise in my Soul."
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