"It is true, I have experienced the most rapturous emotions--short-lived delight!--ethereal beam, which only serves to shew my present misery--yet lie still, my throbbing heart, or burst; and my brain--why dost thou whirl about at such a terrifying rate?why do thoughts so rapidly rush into my mind, and yet when they disappear leave such deep traces?"
Mary, A Fiction
Only one entry in ESTC (1788).<br>
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See Mary Wollstonecraft, <u>Mary, A Fiction</u> (Printed for J. Johnson, 1788). &lt;<a href="http://find.galegroup.com/ecco/infomark.do?&source=gale&prodId=ECCO&userGroupName=viva_uva&tabID=T001&docId=CW112951499&type=multipage&contentSet=ECCOArticles&version=1.0&docLevel=FASCIMILE">Link to ECCO</a>&gt;