"Lull'd by the dear bewitching Sound, / Each jarring Passion's charm'd to rest; / Yet my Soul feels a pleasing Wound, / And sweet Disorders fill my Breast."

— Lennox, née Ramsay, (Barbara) Charlotte (1730/1?-1804)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson
Date
1747
Metaphor
"Lull'd by the dear bewitching Sound, / Each jarring Passion's charm'd to rest; / Yet my Soul feels a pleasing Wound, / And sweet Disorders fill my Breast."
Metaphor in Context
I.
OH! cease thy too harmonious Strain,
Nor thus my ravish'd Soul surprize:
What new Ideas, pleasing Pains,
Does by the sweet Inchantment rise?

II.
Lull'd by the dear bewitching Sound,
Each jarring Passion's charm'd to rest;
Yet my Soul feels a pleasing Wound,
And sweet Disorders fill my Breast.


III.
Forbear to show thy heavenly Art,
Nor aim a Conquest o'er my Mind;
By Musick soften'd to the Dart,
Love may an easy Entrance find.
(pp. 72-3)
Provenance
ECCO-TCP
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1747).

Poems on Several Occasions. Written by a Young Lady. (London: Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson, 1747). <Link to ECCO-TCP>
Date of Entry
10/14/2013

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