Date: 1818?
"This Lifes dim Windows of the Soul / Distorts the Heavens from Pole to Pole / And leads you to Believe a Lie / When you see with not thro the Eye / That was born in a night to perish in a night / When the Soul slept in the beams of Light."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1820
"Clothe it in words, and bid it clasp his throne / In intercession; bend thy soul in prayer, / And like a suppliant in some gorgeous fane, / Let the will kneel within thy haughty heart."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1820
"Hypocrisy and custom make their minds / The fanes of many a worship, now outworn."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1820
"Only a sense / Remains of them, like the omnipotence / Of music, when the inspired voice and lute / Languish, ere yet the responses are mute, / Which through the deep and labyrinthine soul, / Like echoes through long caverns, wind and roll."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1822-8
"When Raphael went, / His heavenly face the mirror of his mind, / His mind a temple for all lovely things / To flock to and inhabit"
preview | full record— Rogers, Samuel (1763-1855)
Date: 1825
"How would it open every secret cell / Where cherished thought and fond remembrance sleep!"
preview | full record— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)