Date: 1817
"A sense of real things come doubly strong, / And, like a muddy stream, would bear along / My soul to nothingness."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
The soul knits "wingedly" with "the orbed drop of light" that is love
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
The soul may be bent like a "spiritual bow" and "twang'd" inwardly
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
Herald thought may be sent into a wilderness to dress an uncertain path with green
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
"My silent thoughts are echoing from these shells."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
"The Beings of the Mind are not of clay: / Essentially immortal, they create / And multiply in us a brighter ray / And more beloved existence"
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1818
"It is strictly the language of the imagination; and the imagination is that faculty which represents objects, not as they are in themselves, but as they are moulded by other thoughts and feelings, into an infinite variety of shapes and combinations of power."
preview | full record— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)
Date: 1819
"Such acts will stamp their moral on the soul"
preview | full record— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
Date: 1819
"'Well I can call to mind the managed air / 'That gave no comfort, that brought no despair, / 'That in a dubious balance held the mind, / 'To each side turning, never much inclined."
preview | full record— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
Date: 1819
"'She kept a sort of balance in the mind, / 'And as his pole a dancer on the rope, / 'The equal poise on both sides kept me up."
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