Date: 1799
"The influence of this thought was like the infusion of a new soul into my frame."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1799
"All the circumstances of my present situation tended to arrest the progress of thought, and chain my contemplations to one image"
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1799
"My mind was thronged with the images flowing from my late late adventures."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1799
"Then I began to revolve the consequences, which the mist of passion had hitherto concealed."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1799
"And, in the waveless mirror of his mind, / Views the fleet years of pleasure left behind, / Since Anna's empire o'er his heart began!"
preview | full record— Campbell, Thomas (1777-1844)
Date: 1799, 1806
"O Gold! thou pois'nous dross, whose subtile pow'r / Can change men's souls, or captive take the will."
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1799, 1806
Gold "tipp'st the leaves of fancy's fairest flow'r / With glitt'ring drops: it feels the numbing spell / Creep through each fibre slow; while ev'ry ill / Of sordid mis'ry blossoms to devour"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1799
"Nor seldom Indolence these lawns among / Fixes her turf-built seat; and wears the garb / Of deep philosophy, and museful sits, / In dreamy twilight of the vacant mind, / Soothed by the whispering shade; for soothing soft / The shades; and vistas lengthening into air, / With moonbeam rainbows ti...
preview | full record— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)
Date: 1800, 1806
"He is young, / And yet the stamp of thought so tempers youth, / That all its fires are faded"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1800,1806
"Thrice he rose, and thrice / His feet recoil'd; and still the livid flame / Lengthen'd and quiver'd as the moaning wind / Pass'd thro' the rushy crevice, while his heart / Beat, like the death-watch, in his shudd'ring breast."
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)