Date: 1788
"Who for such perishable gaudes would put / A yoke upon his free unbroken spirit, / And gall himself with trammels and the rubs / Of this world's business; so he might stand clear / Of judgment and the tax of idleness / In that dread audit, when his mortal hours / (Which now with soft and silent ...
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Date: 1789, 1800
"On his one ruling passion Sir Pope hugely labors, / That, like th'old Hebrew walking-switch, eats up its neighbours."
preview | full record— Burns, Robert (1759-1796)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, & breeds reptiles of the mind."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1791
"In his soul was the serpent coil'd round in his heart, hid from the light, as in a cleft rock"
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Date: October 4, 1802
"Hence, viper thoughts, that coil around my mind, / Reality's dark dream! / I turn from you, and listen to the wind, / Which long has raved unnoticed."
preview | full record— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)
Date: 1820
"And we breathe, and sicken not, / The atmosphere of human thought: / Be it dim, and dank, and gray, / Like a storm-extinguished day, / Travelled o'er by dying gleams; / Be it bright as all between / Cloudless skies and windless streams, / Silent, liquid, and serene; / As the birds within the win...
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1821
"Swift as a Thought by the snake Memory stung, / From her ambrosial rest the fading Splendour sprung."
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Date: 1821
"And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, / Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey"
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1821
One may have "A pardlike Spirit beautiful and swift."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1821
"Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief / Convulse us and consume us day by day, / And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)