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Date: 1814
"There is a war, a chaos of the mind, / When all its elements convulsed, combined / Lie dark and jarring with perturbéd force, / And gnashing with impenitent Remorse"
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1814
"All, in a word, from which all eyes must start, / That opening sepulchre, the naked heart / Bares with its buried woes--till Pride awake, / To snatch the mirror from the soul, and break."
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1814
"No single passion, and no ruling thought / That leaves the rest, as once, unseen, unsought, / But the wild prospect when the Soul reviews, / All rushing through their thousand avenues"
preview | full record— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)
Date: 1814
"[T]he soul's image to the view is brought / In the calm mirror of unruffled thought"
preview | full record— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)
Date: 1814
"Reason's powers, by studious care refined, / In moral graces dress the chasten'd mind."
preview | full record— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)
Date: 1814
"Her steady lamp shall pour its guiding ray, / And shed on lowliest minds celestial day."
preview | full record— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)
Date: 1814
"Death reveals his bright associate Truth,/ (Whose rays the new-departed soul illume, / Like those eternal lamps that light the tomb,)"
preview | full record— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)
Date: w. August 1814
"Fill for me a brimming bowl / *And let me in it drown my soul: */ But put therein some drug, designed */ To Banish Women from my mind."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: w. August 1814
"Yet as the Tuscan mid the snow / Of Lapland thinks on sweet Arno, / Even so for ever shall she be / The Halo of my Memory."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1814
"His powers of apprehension were so uncommonly quick as almost to resemble intuition, and the chief care of his preceptor was to prevent him, as a sportsman would phrase it, from over-running his game — that is, from acquiring his knowledge in a slight, flimsy, and inadequate manner."
preview | full record— Scott, Sir Walter (1771-1832)
