Date: 1805
"There, as those cells [Satan's myrmidons] empty found / Where brains in wiser pates abound, / They fill'd them with mephitic gas / From hell, which downward strove to pass, / But, gaining exit through the throat, / By leave of porter, Epiglott, / Vented itself in fustian storm / Rhetorical."
preview | full record— Huddesford, George (bap. 1749, d. 1809)
Date: 1805
"Shall she pronounce that generous Heart / A store-room vile of selfish Art?"
preview | full record— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)
Date: w. 1805
"But all the meditations of mankind, / Yea, all the adamantine holds of truth, / By reason built, or passion, which itself / Is highest reason in a soul sublime; / The consecrated works of Bard and Sage, / Sensuous or intellectual, wrought by men, / Twin labourers and heirs of the same hopes, / W...
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)
Date: w. 1805
"Why, gifted with such powers to send abroad / Her spirit, must it lodge in shrines so frail?"
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)
Date: 1806
"Thoughts spring up like plants in hot-house, / Every time the news are read."
preview | full record— MacNeill, Hector (1746-1818)
Date: 1807-8
"[T]hrough the cells / And channels of his phrensy-stricken brain / Rage and confusion rush'd; the solemn peal / Broke on his ear like his salvation's knell, / Whilst his vext conscience struggled, but too late, / To rend th' insatiate demon from his heart"
preview | full record— Burges, Sir James Bland (1752-1824)
Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"Beneath his feet shot thro' him as he stood in the Human Brain / And all its golden porches grew pale with his sickening light"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"he stores his thoughts / As in a store house in his memory he regulates the forms / Of all beneath & all above."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1809, 1812
"Or through some fairy palace fancy roves, / And studs, with ruby lamps, the fretted roof / Or paints with every colour of the bow / Spotless parterres, all freakt with snow-white flowers, / Flowers that no archetype in nature own."
preview | full record— Graham, James (1765-1811)
Date: 1810
"And yet, my heart, within thy silent cell / Dwells a fair image which is lovelier still."
preview | full record— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)