Date: 1803
"Oh, Lindorf! various emotions crowd in upon my soul!"
preview | full record— Boaden, James (1762-1839)
Date: 1803
"He stammers,--instantaneously is drawn / A bordered piece of inspiration-lawn, / Which being thrice unto his nose applied, / Into his pineal gland the vapours glide; / And now again we hear the doctor roar / On subjects he dissected thrice before."
preview | full record— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)
Date: 1803
"Sermons, though flowing from the sacred lawn, / Are flimsy wires from reason's ingot drawn."
preview | full record— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)
Date: 1803
"Though, when black melancholy damps my joys, / I call them nature's trifles, airy toys; / Yet when the goddess Reason guides the strain, / I think them, what they are, a heavenly train."
preview | full record— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)
Date: w. c. 1800-1807, 1866
"Joy & Woe are woven fine / A Clothing for the soul divine / Under every grief & pine / Runs a joy with silken twine"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: w. c. 1800-1807, 1866
"The Questioner who sits so sly / Shall never know how to Reply / He who replies to words of Doubt / Doth put the Light of Knowledge out"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: w. c. 1800-1807, 1866
"We are led to Believe a Lie / When we see not Thro the Eye / Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night / When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light / God Appears & God is Light / To those poor Souls who dwell in Night / But does a Human Form Display / To those who Dwell in Realms of day"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1803
" Bless'd be that Eye which dropp'd the friendly tear, / That sign'd each truth, and stamp'd the Soul sincere!"
preview | full record— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)
Date: 1803
"A Whirlpool swallowing up each awful thought / That Heav'n had stamp'd, or education taught."
preview | full record— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)
Date: 1803
"Friends, while they honour Stanmore's fair outside, / The grateful feelings of my Heart divide, / And, filling up my Soul's respective cells, / Each in its warmest mansion ever dwells!"
preview | full record— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)