Date: 1816
"One breast laid open were a school / Which would unteach Mankind the lust to shine or rule:"
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1816
"And there they [i.e., "chiefless castles"] stand, as stands a lofty mind, / Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd, / All tenantless, save to the crannying Wind, / Or holding dark communion with the Cloud."
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1816
"[F]or his mind / Had grown Suspicion's sanctuary, and chose, / For its own cruel sacrifice, the kind, / 'Gainst whom he raged with fury strange and blind. / But he was phrensied."
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1817
"But he, the bard of every age and clime, / Of genius fruitful, ardent and sublime, / Who, from the glowing mint of fancy, pours / No spurious metal, fused from common ores, / But gold, to matchless purity refined, / And stamp'd with all the godhead in his mind."
preview | full record— Gifford, William (1756-1826)
Date: 1817
"[B]ring a mind, / Where legal and where moral sense are join'd, / With the pure essence; holy thoughts, that dwell / In the soul's most retired, and sacred cell"
preview | full record— Gifford, William (1756-1826)
Date: 1817
"Nor should we pass the secret cell, / Where lonely Science loves to dwell, / Pleas'd, from its lamp, to cast the ray / That lights the mind's beclouded day."
preview | full record— Combe, William (1742 -1823)
Date: 1818?
"This Lifes dim Windows of the Soul / Distorts the Heavens from Pole to Pole / And leads you to Believe a Lie / When you see with not thro the Eye / That was born in a night to perish in a night / When the Soul slept in the beams of Light."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1818
"And then in quiet circles did they press / The hillock turf, and caught the latter end / Of some strange history, potent to send / A young mind from its bodily tenement."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
"Great Muse, thou know'st what prison, / Of flesh and bone, curbs, and confines, and frets / Our spirit's wings."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1818
Thought may be wooed "to steal about the labyrinth in the soul"
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)