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Date: w. 1766, 1796

"Little minds / Do judge of great things, like the purblind gnat, / That deems a fly, a monster"

— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)

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Date: 1796

"Discordant tho' the ideas be, / In Fancy's logic they agree; / As in the Ark by special grace, / Mice liv'd with Cats, yet throve apace."

— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)

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Date: 1797

"Thus on the golden thread that Fancy weaves / Buoyant, as Hope's illusive flattery breathes, / The young and visionary Poet leaves / Life's dull realities, while sevenfold wreaths / Of rainbow light around his head revolve."

— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)

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Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Some wretches shut their eyes to reason's light, / Their evil habits wantonly invite, / To headstrong passions yield without remorse, / Call each prevailing whim, their Hobby Horse, / And screen'd beneath the sanction of that name, / Freely indulge their vices without shame."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

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Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Fastidious Prudes, on Spleen's black palfrey vault, / Chaste to a proverb, virtuous to a fault."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

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Date: 1798 [1797?]

"A never-ceasing vulture gnaws his breast."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

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Date: 1798 [1797?]

"What! are we to live amenable to no restrictions; to give the rein to all our appetites?"

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

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Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Here let us pause, 'twere tedious to describe, / Of Proteus whim, the Hobby Horsy tribe, / Through all the mazes of caprice to wind, / And hunt the gay Cameleon of the mind."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

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Date: October 4, 1802

"Hence, viper thoughts, that coil around my mind, / Reality's dark dream! / I turn from you, and listen to the wind, / Which long has raved unnoticed."

— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)

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Date: 1804, 1807

"Their souls shall reach the Sabbath of the skies;-- / As birds, from bleak Norwegia's wintry coast / Blown out to sea, strive to regain the shore, / But, vainly striving; yield them to the blast,-- / Swept o'er the deep to Albion's genial isle, / Amazed they light amid the bloomy sprays / Of som...

— Graham, James (1765-1811)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.