Date: 1793

"To paint th' ecstatic tumult of their souls, / The rapture of deliverance from death / Thus threatenting, and the mutual joys of safety, / Description aims not, for too weak her power, / Too faint her colours: diffident she points / To fancy's faithful mirror, and then drops / Her useless pencil."

— Kett, Henry (1761-1825)

Date: 1793, 1794

"When future years in fancy's mirror rose, / What pleasure 'twas to lead thy opening mind, / Where virtue blossoms, and religion blows!"

— Thomson, James (fl. 1793) [Rev.]

Date: 1794

"Of the world he seemed to know nothing; for he believed well of all mankind, and this opinion gave him the reflected image of his own heart."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1795

A "ray of sacred light" may dart the mind of the blind

— Cristal, Anne Batten (b. c.1768)

Date: March 22, 1796

"How should ye be but good, where all is fair, / And where the mirror of the mind reflects / Serenest beauty?"

— Southey, Robert (1774-1843)

Date: 1796

"No drug, nor juice of all the acid tribe, / Can move the Tints, which Glassy Pores imbibe; / So no mean prejudice, no bribes, nor art, / Efface th' Impressions of an Upright Heart."

— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)

Date: 1796

"An absent smile, and a few faint acknowledgments of her goodness were all she could return: Eugenia abandoned when she might have been served, Edgar contemning when he might have been approving---these were the images of her mind, which resisted entrance to all other."

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: April 20, 1796

"Oh! that superior mind is gone for ever! / --Yet still, thus ruin'd, like a broken mirror, / It gives a perfect image in each fragment!"

— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)

Date: 1796

"Pervious to every beam, transparent Glass / Gives to the eye, all objects as they pass: / So the clear Soul, when justice claims her due, / Or honour calls,--sets all within, to view."

— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)

Date: w. 1746, 1797

"His youthful breast, by years mature refin'd, / May shine the mirror of thy blameless mind."

— Mason, William (1725-1797)