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."

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: 1819

"'Just at this time the balance of the mind / 'Is this or that way by the weights inclined; / 'In this scale beauty, wealth in that abides, / 'In dubious balance, till the last subsides;"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: 1819

"He who saves me from this conclusion, who makes a mock of this doctrine, and sets at nought its power, is to me not less than the God of my idolatry, for he has left one drop of comfort in my soul."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1819

"The plague-spot has not tainted me quite; I am not leprous all over, the lie of Legitimacy does not fix its mortal sting in my inmost soul, nor, like an ugly spider, entangle me in its slimy folds; but is kept off from me, and broods on its own poison."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1819

"If he was arbitrary and a tyrant, first, France as a country was in a state of military blockade, on garrison-duty, and not to be defended by mere paper bullets of the brain; secondly, but chief, he was not, nor he could not become, a tyrant by right divine."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1819

"But there are persons of that low and inordinate appetite for servility, that they cannot be satisfied with any thing short of that sort of tyranny that has lasted for ever, and is likely to last for ever; that is strengthened and made desperate by the superstitions and prejudices of ages; that ...

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1819

"He is styed in his prejudices -- he wallows in the mire of his senses -- he cannot get beyond the trough of his sordid appetites, whether it is of gold or wood."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1820

"She stood: he pass'd, shut up in mysteries, / His mind wrapp'd like his mantle."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1820

"Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane / In some untrodden region of my mind."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1820

"Open wide the mind's cage-door, / She'll dart forth, and cloudward soar."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)