Date: 1817
"But he, the bard of every age and clime, / Of genius fruitful, ardent and sublime, / Who, from the glowing mint of fancy, pours / No spurious metal, fused from common ores, / But gold, to matchless purity refined, / And stamp'd with all the godhead in his mind."
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Date: 1817
"[H]e must be possest, / Of more, Vagellius, than thy iron breast, / Who braves their anger, and with ten poor toes, / Defies such countless hosts of hobnail'd shoes."
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Date: 1817
"[B]ring a mind, / Where legal and where moral sense are join'd, / With the pure essence; holy thoughts, that dwell / In the soul's most retired, and sacred cell"
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Date: 1817
"bring a mind, / Where legal and where moral sense are join'd, / With the pure essence; holy thoughts, that dwell / In the soul's most retired, and sacred cell"
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Date: November 1824
"Shall human reason frame a rule to draw / Before its puny court the cognizance / Of a Divine eternal ordinance / With warrants of its own?"
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Date: 1827
"I feel a joy, / Dear to my heart, and mixed with no alloy."
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