Date: 1818

"Now I have tasted her sweet soul to the core / All other depths are shallow."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1819

"'And dreams are what the troubled fancy sees.'--"

— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)

Date: 1819

"Philosophers, anatomists of soul, / Ye have display'd a fearful spectacle, / The human heart exposed in nakedness!"

— Anster, John (1793-1867)

Date: 1820

"He could call forth to his mind's eye, That bright, select society, / Who never, when he ask'd their aid, The pleasing summons disobey'd, / But did the lengthen'd way beguile / Full many an hour and many a mile."

— Combe, William (1742 -1823)

Date: 1820

"Clothe it in words, and bid it clasp his throne / In intercession; bend thy soul in prayer, / And like a suppliant in some gorgeous fane, / Let the will kneel within thy haughty heart."

— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)

Date: February, 1821

"The reliance on solid worth which it inculcates, the preference of sober truth to gaudy tinsel, hangs like a mill-stone round the neck of the imagination—-'a load to sink a navy'--impedes our progress, and blocks up every prospect in life."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1822

"I see him plainly with my Minds Eye."

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1822

"That he may stray league after league some great birthplace to find / And keep his vision clear from speck, his inward sight unblind. "

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1822

"But to proceed, the mind's keen eye / Of Squeezing Jack, thought he could spy / In our Quæ Genus that quick sense, / Which might reward his confidence"

— Combe, William (1742 -1823)

Date: 1823

The "venom'd shafts" of Cupid "empoison mortal joy," "Drawing from heav'n the soul of man to earth, / With foul alloy debasing purest treasure."

— Burges, Sir James Bland (1752-1824)