Date: 1800

"I'm dead to pity as to fear, / My heart is cas'd with steel"

— Holman, Joseph George (1764-1817)

Date: 1800

"We're dead to pity as to fear, / Our hearts are cas'd with steel"

— Holman, Joseph George (1764-1817)

Date: 1800

"To pity wake, though dead to fear, / Nor case your hearts with steel."

— Holman, Joseph George (1764-1817)

Date: 1800

"[I]f miseries pressed on thy brain too great for reason to support, would tend thee in the cell of madness, and even there derive more ecstasy from one kind look given in the transient intervals of sense, than all the unruffled pleasures that the world without thee can afford"

— Holman, Joseph George (1764-1817)

Date: 1800

"The mind that labours for a cure works ill / By feeding its own grief; wasting away / Like boiling waters in an useless struggle"

— Bidlake, John (1755-1814)

Date: 1802

"[H]e did boast he had made his fortune by the coinage of his own brain, by Radix Rheno, I did think he laid, by coining ready rhino"

— Reynolds, Frederick (1764-1841)

Date: 1803

"Oh, Lindorf! various emotions crowd in upon my soul!"

— Boaden, James (1762-1839)

Date: 1805

"And, indeed, so long as chivalry lasted, the minstrels were protected and caressed, because their music tended to do honour to the ruling passion of the times, and to encourage and foment a martial spirit."

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

Date: 1805

One may have a heart that is "the throne of every charity which adorns humanity, and of every aspiration that ascends to God."

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

Date: 1805

Pity first stamp'd your story in my breast, and the impression is engrav'd for ever"

— Reynolds, Frederick (1764-1841)