Date: 1790
"Or novelty, fair pleasure's youthful queen, / Gives fresh allurements to each splendid scene, / To these, in fancy's varying mirror shown, / Amusement charms with beauties not its own."
preview | full record— Pye, Henry James (1745-1813)
Date: 1790
"And o'er Imagination's gloomy glass, / Despair's mute sons like Banquo's visions pass"
preview | full record— Merry, Robert (1755-1798)
Date: 1790, 1806
"Proud may he be who nobly acts his part, / Who boasts the empire of each subject's heart."
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: 1790
"But let me not thus pond'ring, gaping, stand-- / But, lo, I am not at my own command: / Bed, bosom, kiss, embraces, storm my brains, / And, lawless tyrants, bind my will in chains."
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1790
"The passions join the fierce invading host; / And I and virtue are o'erwhelm'd and lost-- / Passions that in a martingale should move; / Wild horses loosen'd by the hands of Love."
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"Energy is the only life and is from the Body and Reason is the bound or outward circumference of Energy."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"When I came home; on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat sided steep frowns over the present world. I saw a mighty Devil folded in black clouds, hovering on the sides of the rock, with corroding fires he wrote the following sentence now percieved by the minds of men, & read by them on earth"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"The cistern contains: the fountain overflows / One thought, fills immensity."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1790, 1794, 1795, 1818, 1827
"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is: infinite."
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)