Date: 1838

" But hope rose gently in the mother's breast; / For well she knew that neither grief nor joy / Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: 1838

"Hard was his heart; but yet a heart of steel / May melt in dying, and dissolving feel."

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: w. 1821, 1840

"The sacred links of that chain have never been entirely disjoined, which descending through the minds of many men is attached to those great minds, whence as from a magnet the invisible effluence is sent forth, which at once connects, animates, and sustains the life of all"

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: w. 1821, 1840

"It is as it were the interpretation of a diviner nature through our own; but its footsteps are like those of a wind over the sea, which the coming calm erases, and whose traces remain only as on the wrinkled sand which paves it."

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: 1842

"For a shrewd intellect, the best employ / Is to detect a soul of base alloy;"

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)

Date: 1842

None "can I find / No sterling unadulterated mind; / None that abides the crucible like mine"

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)

Date: 1842

"I think thy breast is meade o' brass"

— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)

Date: 1842

"Small cause of triumph can the bravest feel, / For never yet were brave hearts made of steel."

— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)