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Date: 1706

"And therefore wert thou bred to virtuous Knowledge, / And Wisdom early planted in thy Soul; / That thou might'st know to rule thy fiery Passions, / To bind their Rage, and stay their headlong Course."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: November 25, 1707; 1708

"Oh! do not, do not blast the springing Hopes / Which thy kind Hand has planted in my Soul."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: 1713

"What think you, old Heart of Oak, shall Experience supply the want of Youth?"

— Gay, John (1685-1732)

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Date: 1713

"Have not I a bonny Complexion, my Heart of Oak? dost thou not trace the Remains of Beauty through every Feature?"

— Gay, John (1685-1732)

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Date: 1714

"Was our Reason given / For such a Use! to be thus puff'd about / Like a dry Leaf, an idle Straw, a Feather, / The Sport of every whifling Blast that blows?"

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: 1715

"Truth and Innocence: / A conscious Knowledg rooted in my Heart, / That to have sav'd my Country was my Duty."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

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Date: First performed February 17, 1720.

"The Threats of Death are nothing; / Tho' thy last Message shook his Soul, as Winds / On the bleak Hills bend down some lofty Pine; / Yet still he held his Root; till I found Means, / Abating somewhat of thy first Demand, / If not to make him wholly ours, at least / To gain sufficient to our End."

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

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Date: 1722

"Consider; Gwendolen, my lasting Passion; / A Passion, that, through Time, takes deeper Root; / A Love, that, spight of Absence, hourly grows; / In spight even of Despair:--Yet, will I not / Despair; since Fortune favours thus my Hopes."

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

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Date: 1728

"When Love in an impetuous Torrent flows, / How vainly Reason would its Force oppose; / Hurl'd down the Stream, like Flowers before the Wind, / She leaves to Love, the Empire of the Mind."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

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Date: 1731

"When I confess, abhorrent of Deceit, / That Love, which seem'd to root my Soul in thee, / Has new transplanted it, to Elfrid's Bosom?"

— 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.