Date: 1799

"My father!--my father!--why have you concealed yourself so long from your son?--why have you not sooner communicated joy to a bosom to which it has hitherto been a stranger?"

— Plumptre, Anne (1760-1818); Kotzebue (1761-1819)

Date: 1799, 1806

"O Gold! thou pois'nous dross, whose subtile pow'r / Can change men's souls, or captive take the will."

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"As Reason, fairest daughter of the skies, / Explor'd the vale, where mortal mis'ry lies; / Led on by fortitude, with eye serene, / She mark'd each object of the varying scene."

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1808

"'But when the Bard by Arun's stream / Indulg'd each sadly tender theme, / And with enchantment wild combin'd / The countless "shadowy tribes of mind;'"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1818

"My dear Eleanor, the riot is only in your own brain."

— Austen, Jane (1775-1817)

Date: 1825

Tender charities may reside in the "feeling breast"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1825

"Sweet are the thoughts that stir the virgin's breast / When love first enters there, a timid guest"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1860

"Here, then, was a secret of life that would enable her to renounce all other secrets - here was a sublime height to be reached without the help of outward things - here was insight, and strength, and conquest, to be won by means entirely within her own soul, where a supreme teacher was waiting t...

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: c. 1862

"After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- / The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -- / The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,' / And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'?"

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1892

"Remorse is memory awake, / Her companies astir."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)