Date: 1800

The face may be an index of an honest mind

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The passions may be supplied with food

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

One may be buried in thought

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

The heart may be sore

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"My curiosity grew more eager, in proportion as it was supplied with food, and every day added strength to the assurance that I was no insignificant and worthless being."

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1800

"I merely write to allay those tumults which our necessary separation produces; to aid me in calling up a little patience, till the time arrives, when our persons, like our minds, shall be united forever."

— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)

Date: 1802

"With my inward eye 'tis an old man grey, / With my outward a thistle across the way."

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1806

The fancy may be sick (and borne on a grey goose wing to immortal fame)

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1797, 1806

"While shadows, blanks to reason's orb, / In dread succession haunt the brain"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1808

"The Soul awakes; and, wond'ring, sees / In her mild Hand the golden Key."

— Blake, William (1757-1827)