Date: December 1847
"These were days when my heart was volcanic / As the scoriac rivers that roll-- / As the lavas that restlessly roll / Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek / In the ultimate climes of the pole."
preview | full record— Poe, Edgar Allan (1809-1849)
Date: 1865
"Lilac and star and bird, twined with the chant of my soul, / With the holders holding my hand, nearing the call of the bird, / There in the fragrant pines, and the cedars dusk and dim."
preview | full record— Whitman, Walt (1819-1892)