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 ...

— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)

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"

— Herbert, William (1778-1847)

Date: 1842

"The heart retires within her cave, / And, bleeding, asks an early grave!"

— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)

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."

— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)

Date: w. 1795-1796, first published 1842

"In these my lonely wanderings I perceived / What mighty objects do impress their forms / To elevate our intellectual being."

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: 1847

"I've dreamed in my life dreams that have staid with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind."

— Brontë, Emily (1818-1848)

Date: 1847

"His brightening mind brightened his features, and added spirit and nobility to their aspect."

— Brontë, Emily (1818-1848)

Date: 1848

The mind's palate may lose "its gust"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1848

A sword's point may be dipped in "the gloomy current of a traitor's heart"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1848

"Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody! / Attuning still the soul to tenderness"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)