Date: c. 1804-1811, 1818

"For every human heart has gates of brass & bars of adamant, / Which few dare unbar because dread Og & Anak guard the gates"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: c. 1804-1811, 1818

"Terrific! and each mortal brain is walld and moated round / Within"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: c. 1804-1811, 1818

Og & Anak watch in the brain which "is the Seat / Of Satan in its Webs; for in brain and heart and loins / Gates open behind Satans Seat to the City of Golgonooza / Which is the spiritual fourfold London, in the loins of Albion"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1804

"Still I perceive thee, in my heart enshrin'd, / Its guardian idol, and its favourite guest."

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: c. 1804-1811, 1818

"Urizen lay in darkness & solitude, in chains of the mind lock'd up."

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1804, 1807

"Their souls shall reach the Sabbath of the skies;-- / As birds, from bleak Norwegia's wintry coast / Blown out to sea, strive to regain the shore, / But, vainly striving; yield them to the blast,-- / Swept o'er the deep to Albion's genial isle, / Amazed they light amid the bloomy sprays / Of som...

— Graham, James (1765-1811)

Date: 1805

"Alas! when ev'ry Muse is fled, / How wretched He who writes for bread! / Who, when the joyous years are flown, / And Reason totters on her throne, / And Fancy fails, and Nature tires, / And Fame herself no more inspires, / And ev'n the sweet return of Spring / No more can make the Poet sing, / T...

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

Date: 1805

"Or, when deserted by the Nine, / Forc'd to elaborate the line, / To labour more, yet less to please, / In the Mind's anguish or disease."

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

Date: 1805

One may have a heart that is "the throne of every charity which adorns humanity, and of every aspiration that ascends to God."

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)

Date: 1805

"Your Worth and Talents will unfold, / Richer than Needlework of Gold; / The native treasures of the soul, / True--as the Needle to the Pole."

— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)