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Date: 1777

"She saw something like just drawing in the dark shades of his pencil, though the lines seemed a good deal exaggerated: she reflected, she doubted; but, after settling a balance in her mind, the found her own scale preponderate."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1777

"The eyes were the index of the mind--his had said--Good heavens! what had they not said?"

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1777

"Her mind, not less pure and unsullied, was obvious and transparent as the dear rivulet in the sequestered vale."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1777

"Lord Melvile had courage to persevere in advancing, though Dorignon's idea perpetually obtruded itself on his imagination; the charms of her form indeed were not such as justified his infatuation; she was, in respect to personal attractions, much below mediocrity; but her sprightly sallies, her ...

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1777

"His heart, for a moment, revolted at the idea of seduction; but he soon silenced the unwelcome monitor."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1777

"He was born with better feelings; he was naturally humane, tender, compassionate but he had, unfortunately for himself, been educated by a father, who, as we have already observed, had taken the most unwearied pains to eradicate from his expanding mind those social affections which the Deity has...

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1783

"To work, my hearts of oak, to work; here the sun is half an hour high, and not a stroke struck yet."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: 1783

"I tremble at the impression this lovely girl has made upon my heart."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)

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Date: April 20, 1796

"Ere yet we were, / Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit / Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met, / Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet, / That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love, / That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms, / Pale—cold—before the steady fla...

— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)

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Date: April 20, 1796

"Oh! that superior mind is gone for ever! / --Yet still, thus ruin'd, like a broken mirror, / It gives a perfect image in each fragment!"

— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)

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