Date: 1824
"'I rose; and, bending at her sweet command, / Touched with faint lips the cup she raised, / And suddenly my brain became as sand / 'Where the first wave had more than half erased / The track of deer on desert Labrador; / Whilst the wolf, from which they fled amazed, / 'Leaves his stamp visibly u...
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1825
Domestic love may build her nest in the "feeling breast"
preview | full record— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)
Date: 1838
"Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords / Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole"
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)