Date: 1820
"How to entangle, trammel up and snare / Your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there / Like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?"
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1820
"We'll make his temple in our breast, / And offer up a tear."
preview | full record— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)
Date: 1820
"Were there a window in my breast, / The keenest eye I should not fear
preview | full record— Combe, William (1742 -1823)
Date: 1820
"Clothe it in words, and bid it clasp his throne / In intercession; bend thy soul in prayer, / And like a suppliant in some gorgeous fane, / Let the will kneel within thy haughty heart."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1820
"Hypocrisy and custom make their minds / The fanes of many a worship, now outworn."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1820
"Only a sense / Remains of them, like the omnipotence / Of music, when the inspired voice and lute / Languish, ere yet the responses are mute, / Which through the deep and labyrinthine soul, / Like echoes through long caverns, wind and roll."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1822-8
"When Raphael went, / His heavenly face the mirror of his mind, / His mind a temple for all lovely things / To flock to and inhabit"
preview | full record— Rogers, Samuel (1763-1855)
Date: 1850
"The thirst of living praise, / Fit reverence for the glorious Dead, the sight / Of those long vistas, sacred catacombs, / Where mighty minds lie visibly entombed, / Have often stirred the heart of youth, and bred / A fervent love of rigorous discipline."
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)
Date: 1850
"My mind was at that time / A parti-coloured show of grave and gay, / Solid and light, short-sighted and profound; / Of inconsiderate habits and sedate, / Consorting in one mansion unreproved. "
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)