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Date: 1818

"Watering the heart whose early flowers have died, / And with a fresher growth replenishing the void."

— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)

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Date: 1820

Lovers may share the "inward fragrance of each other's heart"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1820

"Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, / Flushing his brow, and in his pained heart / Made purple riot"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1820

"How to entangle, trammel up and snare / Your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there / Like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1825

"Is there whose hours / Of still domestic leisure breathe the soul / Of friendship, peace, and elegant delight / Beneath poetic shades, where leads the Muse / Through walks of fragrance, and the fairy groves / Where young ideas blossom?"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

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Date: 1838

The soul "may be a lawn besprinkled o'er with flowers, and stirring shades, and baffled beams"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1850

"My seventeenth year was come; / And, whether from this habit rooted now / So deeply in my mind, or from excess / In the great social principle of life / Coercing all things into sympathy, / To unorganic natures were transferred / My own enjoyments; or the power of truth / Coming in revelation, d...

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

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Date: 1850

"Caverns there were within my mind which sun / Could never penetrate, yet did there not / Want store of leafy arbours where the light / Might enter in at will."

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

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Date: 1850

"These mighty workmen of our later age, / Who, with a broad highway, have overbridged / The froward chaos of futurity, / Tamed to their bidding; they who have the skill / To manage books, and things, and make them act / On infant minds as surely as the sun / Deals with a flower."

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

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Date: 1854

"Let it [caelestïal Sweetness] not stop when entred at the Ear / But sink, and take deep rooting in my heart."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.