Date: 1806
"Shall the caprice of nature, the deep tint / Of sultry climes, the feature varying, / Or the uncultur'd mind, endure the scourge / Of sordid tyranny, or heap the stores / Of his fair fellow man, whose ruddy cheek / Knows not the tear of pity; whose white breast / Conceals a heart, than adamant m...
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1806
"The savage cheek / Smiles at the potent spoiler; braves his frown; / And while the partial gloom is most opake, / Still vaunts the mind unfetter'd!"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1806
"The savage cheek / Smiles at the potent spoiler; braves his frown; / And while the partial gloom is most opake, / Still vaunts the mind unfetter'd!"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1806
"Thy pure flame / Would light the sense opake, and warm the spring / Of boundless ecstacy; while nature's laws / So violated, plead, immortal-tongu'd, / For her dark-fated children; lead them forth / From bondage infamous!"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1797, 1806
"Nor when the bosom's wasted fires / Are all extinct, is anguish o'er; / For jealousy, which ne'er expires, / Can wound--when passion is no more."
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"Beneath his feet shot thro' him as he stood in the Human Brain / And all its golden porches grew pale with his sickening light"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"With tears of sorrow incessant she labourd the food of Orc / Compelld by the iron hearted sisters Daughters of Urizen"
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Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"Weeping at the threshold of Existence I will steel my heart / Against thee to Eternity & never recieve thee more"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"perhaps this is the night / Of Prophecy & Luvah hath burst his way from Enitharmon / When Thought is closd in Caves. Then love shall shew its root in deepest Hell"
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Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893
"So shall [you] govern over all let Moral Duty tune your tongue*But be your hearts harder than the nether millstone"
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