Date: 1817
"A sense of real things come doubly strong, / And, like a muddy stream, would bear along / My soul to nothingness."
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Date: 1818
The soul knits "wingedly" with "the orbed drop of light" that is love
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Date: 1818
The soul may be bent like a "spiritual bow" and "twang'd" inwardly
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Date: 1818
Herald thought may be sent into a wilderness to dress an uncertain path with green
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Date: 1818
"My silent thoughts are echoing from these shells."
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Date: 1818
"The Beings of the Mind are not of clay: / Essentially immortal, they create / And multiply in us a brighter ray / And more beloved existence"
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Date: 1819
"Such acts will stamp their moral on the soul"
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Date: 1819
"'Well I can call to mind the managed air / 'That gave no comfort, that brought no despair, / 'That in a dubious balance held the mind, / 'To each side turning, never much inclined."
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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."
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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;"
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