Date: 1804

"Yet shall we, Colman, at these gifts repine? / Implore cold apathy to steel the heart?"

— Langhorne, John (1735-1779)

Date: 1804

"The Spectre is the Reasoning Power in Man; & when separated / From Imagination, and closing itself as in steel, in a Ratio / Of the Things of Memory"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1804

"Los took his globe of fire to search the interiors of Albions / Bosom, in all the terrors of friendship, entering the caves / Of despair & death, to search the tempters out"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1804

"Though with only one eye, yet a spark from that same, / Like a big brimstone match kindles up such a flame, / As to make my blood boil, while it causes a smart / Like the lamp of a teakettle under my heart."

— Collins, John [called Brush Collins] (1742-1808)

Date: 1804

"And my breast, like a mutton-chop, broiling"

— Collins, John [called Brush Collins] (1742-1808)

Date: 1804

"Thro' Error's maze, thro' Folly's night, / The lamp of Reason lends me light"

— Langhorne, John (1735-1779)

Date: 1804

"Once more I feel the gladdening touch of hope, and a crowd of delicious images, long banished from my bosom, return, and soothe its sorrows into rest."

— Dimond, William (c. 1784-1837)

Date: 1804

"Still I perceive thee, in my heart enshrin'd, / Its guardian idol, and its favourite guest."

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: 1804

"Stretch the Mind's Eye, and then behold, / Though circling Rounds thy Steps may tread"

— Collins, John [called Brush Collins] (1742-1808)

Date: 1804, 1816

"Of ink has for ever a flood, / To blacken a bosom of snow!"

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)