Date: 1789, 1797

"Ah, say, deluded Maid, / Would you, whose mind is pure as winter's snow, / Assort with one distain'd by foulest guilt, / Whose nightly rest the murther'd sprites would break."

— Berkeley, George Monck (1763-1793)

Date: w. 1789, 1804

"While Vanity unveils her whiffling flags, / Her glittering trinkets, and her tawdry rags-- / Spreads spangled nets, and fills her philter'd bowl, / To fix each Sense, and fascinate the Soul-- / Her birdlime twigs contrived with such sly Art, / That while they tangle thoughts, they trap the heart...

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: March 8, 1790

"Your pow'r my captive heart in chains shall bind, / Sweet as the graces of your face and mind."

— Kemble, John Philip (1757-1823)

Date: 1795, 1796

The "contemplative hour must sometimes exist to a mind of your stamp"

— Timaeus, J. J. (1763-1809); Friedrich von Schiller (1759-1805)

Date: 1795, 1796

"Let this mark of elasticity of mind be stamped on the annals of truth"

— Timaeus, J. J. (1763-1809); Friedrich von Schiller (1759-1805)

Date: 1795, 1796

"Do not stamp upon your heart a calumny which it does not deserve"

— Timaeus, J. J. (1763-1809); Friedrich von Schiller (1759-1805)

Date: w. 1797-1807, published 1893

"perhaps this is the night / Of Prophecy & Luvah hath burst his way from Enitharmon / When Thought is closd in Caves. Then love shall shew its root in deepest Hell"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)