Date: 1820
"A rosy sanctuary will I dress / With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain"
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Date: 1820
"And the beasts, and the birds, and the insects were drowned / In an ocean of dreams without a sound; / Whose waves never mark, though they ever impress / The light sand which paves it, consciousness"
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Date: 1820
"'Tis in that hour the mind receives ... The best impression virtue gives."
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Date: 1820
"The memoranda of the mind, Which on the inmost page so white, — Combe, William (1742 -1823)
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Date: 1820
Yet he ne'er vainly strove to steel [...] His heart, and bid him not to feel, / But yielded to what Heav'n thought fit"
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Date: 1820
"Were there a window in my breast, / The keenest eye I should not fear
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Date: 1820
"He could call forth to his mind's eye, That bright, select society, / Who never, when he ask'd their aid, The pleasing summons disobey'd, / But did the lengthen'd way beguile / Full many an hour and many a mile."
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Date: 1820
"O, that the wise from their bright minds would kindle / Such lamps within the dome of this dim world, / That the pale name of PRIEST might shrink and dwindle / Into the hell from which it first was hurled, / A scoff of impious pride from fiends impure; / Till human thoughts might kneel alone, / ...
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: August 16, 1820
"And is not this extraordina[r]y talk for the writer of Endymion? whose mind was like a pack of scattered cards--I am pick'd up and sorted to a pip."
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Date: August 16, 1820
"My Imagination is a Monastery and I am its Monk--you must explain my metapcs to yourself."
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