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Date: 1746

"The Ground needs no other midwifery in bringing forth Weeds, than only the neglect of the Husbandman's Hand to pluck them up; the Air needs no other Cause of Darkness, than the Absence of Sun; nor water of Coldness, than its Distance from the Fire, because these are the genuine Products of Nature."

— Anonymous

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Date: 1748

"The Soul is created in a State of moral Rectitude, but receives its vicious Tinctures from the Body, and is warped into its perverse and crooked Disposition by the Influence of the Senses"

— Anonymous

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Date: 1662, 1762

"My soul melteth away for very heaviness: comfort thou me according unto thy word."

— The Church of England

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Date: 1765

"The best Way to prove the Clearness of our Mind is by shewing its Faults; as when a Stream discovers the Dirt at the Bottom, it convinces us of the Transparency and Purity of the Water."

— Anonymous

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Date: 1765

"Human Reason is a Tincture, infus'd, in a Proportion almost equal, into all our Opinions and Customs of what Form soever they be."

— Anonymous

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Date: 1772

"No inference can give a juster idea of Des Cartes's doctrine of automata, than Mr. Regis's comparison of some hydraulic machines, to be seen in certain grottos and fountains, that serve as ornaments to the splendid mansions of the great; where water exerts itself by the disposition of the pipes,...

— Anonymous

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Date: October, 1784

"Peace is the calm which succeeds the tempest, and hushes the billows of interest and passion to rest."

— Anonymous

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Date: October, 1784

"Prudence through the ground of misery cuts a river of patience, where the Mind swims in boats of tranquillity along the streams of life, until she arrives at the haven of death, where all streams meet."

— Anonymous

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Date: 1790

"Behold lovely Westmorland leads the gay throng, / Herself by the graces led calmly along; / With a bosom of innocence easily hit / By the nice ball of humour or arrow of wit; / With a mind which when tragical sorrows appear / Rushes up to her eye, and descends in a tear."

— Anonymous

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