Date: w. 1821, 1840
"Neither the eye nor the mind can see itself, unless reflected upon that which it resembles."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
"It begins at the imagination and the intellect as at the core, and distributes itself thence as a paralyzing venom, through the affections into the very appetites, until all become a torpid mass in which hardly sense survives."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: w. 1821, 1840
Poetry "reproduces the common universe of which we are portions and percipients, and it purges from our inward sight the film of familiarity which obscures from us the wonder of our being."
preview | full record— Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822)
Date: 1842
"E'en the mind's eye a glassy mirror shews, / And far too deeply her bold pencil draws"
preview | full record— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)
Date: 1842
"Think'st thou fond memory will not bear / Thy image through the drowning tear? / The mind's eye then shall take the place, / And wander o'er thy much lov'd face."
preview | full record— Blamire, Susanna (1747-1794)
Date: 1848
" Yet can I think of thee till thought is blind."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1848
"I cannot see, / Fancy is dead and drunken at its goal"
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)