Date: 1805

"[N]or shall the heav'n-born mind / Oblivious linger in the silent cave / Of endless hopeless sleep"

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

Date: w. c. 1800, 1805

"These sudden eruptions of the passions of the multitude, spread, like the lava of a volcano, throughout all France, nor could men of correct judgment, who aimed only at reform of abuses, and a renovation in all the departments, check the fury of the torrent."

— Warren, Mercy Otis (1728-1814)

Date: 1805

"When you, my Friend, in lucky hour, / Bestow'd the sight-relieving power; / A boon as useful as 'tis kind-- / Yet had no Eye but of the mind-- / Had I been deaf, and blind, and dumb, / For half a century to come, / That Eye, in vision bright and clear, / Would view your worth, and ...

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

Date: 1805?

One may hold "fearful council" with his breast

— Thelwall, John (1764-1834)

Date: 1805?

Holding council in the breast is like the "regal bee" consulting before calling forth the "warlike train" "from their waxen cells"

— Thelwall, John (1764-1834)

Date: 1805

"Still is it the false coinage of my fears?"

— Baillie, Joanna (1762-1851)

Date: w. 1805

"Call we this / But a persuasion taken up by Thee / In friendship; yet the mind is to herself / Witness and judge, and I remember well / That in life's every-day appearances / I seem'd about this period to have sight / Of a new world, a world, too, that was fit / To be transmitted and made visibl...

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: April 18, 1805

"Universal benevolence: the chain of reason in which we all, willingly, bind ourselves. Nature gave us the links, and civiliz'd humanity has polish'd them."

— Colman, George, the younger (1762-1836)

Date: January 15, 1805

"No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry."

— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)

Date: w. 1805

"But all the meditations of mankind, / Yea, all the adamantine holds of truth, / By reason built, or passion, which itself / Is highest reason in a soul sublime; / The consecrated works of Bard and Sage, / Sensuous or intellectual, wrought by men, / Twin labourers and heirs of the same hopes, / W...

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)