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Date: 1678

"Dares afraid his reasons house / (Though he had scarce so much as goose) / About his batter'd ears should tumble"

— Philips, John (1676-1709)

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Date: 1678

"He lik't not banging sans defeizance. / While t'other labors all he can / To make a window to his brain."

— Philips, John (1676-1709)

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Date: 1685

Tho' a World of dull Bullion your essence do's hold, / Scarce an Atom of Soul was cast into the Mould, / Room enough, and to spare lavish Nature allows, / But provides not a Tenant to suit with the House

— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)

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Date: 1692

"Or grant some Knowledge dwells below, / 'Tis but for some few years to stay / Till I'm set loose from this dark House of Clay, / And in an Instant I shall all things know."

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

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Date: 1692

"This my lost Treasure to restore; / Thy magic vertues all apply, / Set up again my Bank-rupt memory. / Search every Cell and corner of my brain, / And bring my Fugitive again."

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

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Date: 1692

"Take bright Urania to thy Amorous breast, / To her thy flaming heart resign; / Void not the room, but change the guest, / And let thy sensual love commence Divine"

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

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Date: 1692

"A Nobler, a Diviner Guest, / Has took possession of my Breast; / He has, and must engross it all, / And yet the room is still too small."

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

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Date: 1692

"How long great God, how must I / Immur'd in this dark Prison lye! / Where at the Grates and Avenues of sense / My Soul must watch to have intelligence."

— Norris, John (1657-1712)

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Date: 1693

"Receive thy sight! / 'Tis said, 'tis done, a thick and churlish skin / Which stop'd the windows of his Soul within, / Flew off."

— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)

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Date: 1694

"What your own sentiments are, I know not, but I cannot without pity and resentment reflect, that those Glorious Temples on which your kind Creator has bestow'd such exquisite workmanship, shou'd enshrine no better than Egyptian Deities; be like a garnish'd Sepulchre, which for all it's glitterin...

— Astell, Mary (1666–1731)

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