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Date: 1821

"'Ah, move,' he said, 'and you shall feel / That Paddy has a heart of steel"

— Combe, William (1742 -1823)

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Date: 1823

The "venom'd shafts" of Cupid "empoison mortal joy," "Drawing from heav'n the soul of man to earth, / With foul alloy debasing purest treasure."

— Burges, Sir James Bland (1752-1824)

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Date: 1824

"'I rose; and, bending at her sweet command, / Touched with faint lips the cup she raised, / And suddenly my brain became as sand / 'Where the first wave had more than half erased / The track of deer on desert Labrador; / Whilst the wolf, from which they fled amazed, / 'Leaves his stamp visibly u...

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

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Date: 1826

"Then with a Warmth of Language, which He thought / Must on a Heart of Steel or Stone have wrought, / He prest his Suit"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

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Date: 1826

"Seen many a Comrade droop, & strove to steel / His heart, but still the Woes of War could fee / With Other Woes."

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

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Date: 1827

"I feel a joy, / Dear to my heart, and mixed with no alloy."

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

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Date: 1838

" But hope rose gently in the mother's breast; / For well she knew that neither grief nor joy / Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

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Date: 1838

"Hard was his heart; but yet a heart of steel / May melt in dying, and dissolving feel."

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

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Date: w. 1821, 1840

"The sacred links of that chain have never been entirely disjoined, which descending through the minds of many men is attached to those great minds, whence as from a magnet the invisible effluence is sent forth, which at once connects, animates, and sustains the life of all"

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

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Date: w. 1821, 1840

"It is as it were the interpretation of a diviner nature through our own; but its footsteps are like those of a wind over the sea, which the coming calm erases, and whose traces remain only as on the wrinkled sand which paves it."

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

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