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Date: 1745

"Drink early then, my Friend, at Reason's Bowl, / And fill with wholesome Draughts thy youthful Soul. / If Wine or Gall the Recent Vessel stains, / Each Scent alike the faithful Cask retains."

— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)

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Date: 1745

"The Spirit's attesting seal impart, / And speak to every sinner's heart"

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: 1745

"Stamp us with the stamp Divine, / Seal our souls for ever Thine"

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: 1746

Nature may imprint her seal on the heart

— Collins, William (1721-1759)

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Date: 1746

Thought may be breathed "in numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong"

— Collins, William (1721-1759)

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Date: 1746

Science, "pranked in tissued vest," is dressed by Reason, Pride and Fancy and comes like a bride to wed Doubt

— Collins, William (1721-1759)

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Date: 1746, 1753

"The SOUL, inhabiting the Brain, or acting, where it doubtless does, immediately behind the Optic Nerves, stamps, instantaneously upon the Eye, and Eyebrow, a struck Image of conceiv'd Idea: And that in Fact it does This, and that it does it, in the very Instant of Conception, every Man must ever...

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

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Date: 1746, 1753

"E'er sense, impress'd, reflects adopted forms, / And changeful nature shakes, with borrow'd storms: / E'er ductile genius turns, as passions wind, / And bends, to fancy's curve, the pliant mind."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

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Date: 1746, 1753

"Fear is elusive sorrow, shunning pain; / Active--yet, stop'd--it dims the doubtful brain; / Spirit snatch'd inward, stagnating, by dread, / Slow, thro' the limbs, crawls cold, the living lead: / Form'd to the look, that moulds th' assumer's face, / His joints catch tremblings--life's moist strin...

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

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Date: 1746, 1753

"As in pale churchyards, gleam'd by silent night, / Shou'd some cross'd spectre shade the moon's dim light, / Shudd'ry, the back'ning blood, revolving swift, / Cloggs the press'd heart--stretch'd fibres fail to lift: / Lost, in doubt's hard'ning frost--stopt motion lies, / While sense climbs, gra...

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

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