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Date: January, 1833

"Descriptive poetry consists, no doubt, in description, but in description of things as they appear, not as they are; and it paints them, not in their bare and natural lineaments, but seen through the medium and arrayed in the colors of the imagination set in action by the feelings."

— Mill, John Stuart (1806–1873)

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Date: 1834

Fancy may judge a beloved "ever fond and true"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

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Date: June 19, 1834

"I know my own sentiments, because I can read my own mind, but the minds of the rest of man and woman-kind are to me as sealed volumes, hieroglyphical scrolls, which I can not easily unseal or decipher."

— Brontë, Charlotte (1816-1855)

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Date: June 19, 1834

"How many after having, as they thought, discovered the word friend in the mental volume, have afterwards found that they have read false friend!"

— Brontë, Charlotte (1816-1855)

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Date: June 19, 1834

"I have long seen 'friend' in your mind, in your words and actions, but now distinctly visible, and clearly written in characters that cannot be distrusted, I discern true friend."

— Brontë, Charlotte (1816-1855)

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Date: 1835-7

Romney is an expert and can trace "The mind's impression too on every face"

— Cowper, William (1731-1800)

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Date: 1837

"Make Thou my spirit pure and clear / As are the frosty skies, / Or this first snowdrop of the year / That in my bosom lies."

— Tennyson, Alfred, first Baron Tennyson (1809–1892)

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Date: 1837

"As these white robes are soil'd and dark, / To yonder shining ground; / As this pale taper's earthly spark, / To yonder argent round; / So shows my soul before the Lamb, / My spirit before Thee; / So in mine earthly house I am, / To that I hope to be."

— Tennyson, Alfred, first Baron Tennyson (1809–1892)

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Date: 1838

"Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, / And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1838

"Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords / Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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