Date: 1842
"Absence cannot guard the cell / Where wayward thoughts are doom'd to dwell"
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Date: 1842
"And ere the sentence left its hallow'd cave, / Would tell what thought was venturing next abroad. / Nor had Disguise in all her face or soul / One place to hide her poor and artful head; / Truth and her train had tenanted each cell, / And honest Friendship at the portal stood / To point or tell ...
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Date: 1842
"The images of past delight / Have fleeted from her troubled sight, / And left no perfect form behind / On the dim mirror of the mind"
preview | full record— Herbert, William (1778-1847)
Date: 1842
"The heart retires within her cave, / And, bleeding, asks an early grave!"
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Date: 1842
"Think'st thou fond memory will not bear / Thy image through the drowning tear? / The mind's eye then shall take the place, / And wander o'er thy much lov'd face."
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Date: 1848
"Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody! / Attuning still the soul to tenderness"
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1848
We may like on our fled soul, like a "mother wild" on an "infant child" in an "eagle's claws"
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Date: 1848
"O that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, / Would all their colours from the sunset take: / From something of material sublime, / Rather than shadow our own soul's day-time / In the dark void of night."
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Date: 1848
" Yet can I think of thee till thought is blind."
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