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Date: 1850

"And, as the horizon of my mind enlarged, / Again I took the intellectual eye / For my instructor, studious more to see / Great truths, than touch and handle little ones."

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

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Date: 1868

"The strong man arm'd this moment bind, / The bold usurper of Thy throne, / His armour seize, the carnal mind, / The unbelieving heart of stone, / Out of my flesh the evil tear, / And pluck my soul out of the snare."

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: 1868

"We ask a soul no longer blind, / Who chased the darkness of thy mind, / Open'd thine inward eyes to see / That all on earth is vanity"

— Wesley, John and Charles

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Date: Date Unknown

A nose of wax is a "true symbol of the mind"

— Peacock, Thomas Love (1785-1866)

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Date: 1892

"Remorse is cureless,—the disease / Not even God can heal; / For 't is his institution,-- / The complement of hell."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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Date: 1922

"I plucked my soul out of its secret place, / And held it to the mirror of my eye, / To see it like a star against the sky, / A twitching body quivering in space, / A spark of passion shining on my face."

— McKay, Claude (1889-1948)

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Date: September, 1934

"This weight of knowledge dark on the brain is never / To be burnt out like fever, // But will slowly, with speech to tell the way and ease it, / Will sink into the blood, and warm, and slowly / Move in the veins, and murmur, and come at length / To the tongue's tip and the finger's tip most lowl...

— Miles, Josephine (1911-1985)

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Date: 1959

"O quiet deed! / This is the breaking of the bread; / On this the leanest heart may feed / When by the stiffly-linened priest / All wounds of light are newly dressed, / Healed by the pouring-in of wine / From bitter — as from sweet — grapes bled."

— Hill, Geoffrey (b. 1932)

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Date: 1959

"And so my heart has ceased to breathe / (Though there God's worm blunted its head / And stayed.)"

— Hill, Geoffrey (b. 1932)

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Date: August, 1965

"His mind's all black thickets / and blood."

— Harrison, Jim (1937-2016)

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