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Date: 1710

"Now, when a mutual Flame you have reveal'd, / And the dear Union of our Souls is seal'd,"

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)

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Date: 1710

"But thy unerring Hands, with matchless Art / Have shewn my Eyes th'Impression in my Heart;"

— Congreve, William (1670-1729)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"Reflection is the last and greatest Bliss: / When turning backwards with inverted Eyes, / The Soul it self and all its Charms, surveys, / The deep Impressions of Coelestial Grace / And Image of the Godhead."

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"[N]o alloy / Of Flesh" can destroy the "sprightly Beauties" of the soul "Nor Death nor Fate can snatch the lasting Joy. / Through ev'ry Limb the active Spirit flows;
Diffusing Life and Vigour as it goes, / But is it self unmixt, and free from Dross"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"Large is their Soul, and capable to take / The first Impression's Gain or Pleasure make"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"Black Night comes on, and interrupts the Day, / E'er it can chase the Mists and Fogs away; / The Dregs of Flesh and Drossy Lees, o'errun / The Soul, and weigh the strugling Spirit down:"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

The soul may become "Oblig'd the subject Senses to obey, / And only range, where they direct the Way"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

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Date: 1710

"They whose Fire does dimly shine, / In Smoke hid from themselves remain; / Their Heat cannot their Dross refine, / Nor chase thick Vapours from their Brain"

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

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Date: 1710

"The Saints began with all their art, / To vouch their Zeal to Q*****n, and Court, / In such Addresses as might best / Open the Windows of their Breast, / That Sacred Majesty might see / Their Ancient Love and Loyalty"

— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)

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Date: 1710

"Love fled, affrighted, from his Savage Breast, / A Place too cruel for so kind a Guest."

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

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