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Date: 1730

"Take heed then, heedless Swains, how you come nigh her, / For if she pop her Head but out of Windows, / Your Hearts, as sure as Fate, are burnt to Cinders."

— Mottley, John (1692-1750)

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Date: 1730

"And know, that I am capable of resenting such ill Treatment, tho' you charge me with a Meanness that my Soul's a Stranger to; but I despise the Accuser and the Accusation both alike."

— Mottley, John (1692-1750)

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Date: 1730

"Beauteous Creature! while I behold you, Thoughts crowd on Thoughts, and even obstruct the little Eloquence that I am Master of"

— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)

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Date: 1730

"[Y]our Heart is like a Coffee-House, where the Beaus frisk in and out, one after another; and you are as little the worse for them, as the other is the better"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

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Date: June 22, 1731

"But Heaven, who knows our Frame, and graciously distinguishes between Frailty and Presumption, will make a Difference, tho' Man cannot, who sees not the Heart, but only judges by the outward Action."

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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Date: November 10, 1730

"Virtue, Love, and Grief, so amply fill her Mind, there is no Room for any ruder Guest"

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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Date: November 10, 1730

"Since Truth to the Mind her own Likeness reflects, / Let none the just Mirror despise."

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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Date: June 22, 1731

"What Pity it is, a Mind so comprehensive, daring and inquisitive, shou'd be a Stranger to Religion's sweet, but powerful Charms."

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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Date: November 10, 1730

"The pleasing Pain, / The gentle Chain, / That constant Hearts unite, / Such Joy bestows, / That Freedom knows / No such sincere Delight."

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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Date: June 22, 1731

"A heavy Melancholy clouds my Spirits; my Imagination is fill'd with gashly Forms of dreary Graves, and Bodies chang'd by Death,--when the pale lengthen'd Visage attracks each weeping Eye,--and fills the musing Soul, at once, with Grief and Horror, Pity and Aversion."

— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)

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