Date: 1817

"A sense of real things come doubly strong, / And, like a muddy stream, would bear along / My soul to nothingness."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

The soul knits "wingedly" with "the orbed drop of light" that is love

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

The soul may be bent like a "spiritual bow" and "twang'd" inwardly

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

Herald thought may be sent into a wilderness to dress an uncertain path with green

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

"My silent thoughts are echoing from these shells."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

"The Beings of the Mind are not of clay: / Essentially immortal, they create / And multiply in us a brighter ray / And more beloved existence"

— Byron, George Gordon Noel, sixth Baron Byron (1788-1824)

Date: 1818

"It is strictly the language of the imagination; and the imagination is that faculty which represents objects, not as they are in themselves, but as they are moulded by other thoughts and feelings, into an infinite variety of shapes and combinations of power."

— Hazlitt, William (1778-1830)

Date: 1818

"Her plan for the morning thus settled, she sat quietly down to her book after breakfast, resolving to remain in the same place and the same employment till the clock struck one; and from habitude very little incommoded by the remarks and ejaculations of Mrs. Allen, whose vacancy of mind and inca...

— Austen, Jane (1775-1817)

Date: 1818

"It was no wonder that the General should shrink from the sight of such objects as that room must contain; a room in all probability never entered by him since the dreadful scene had passed, which released his suffering wife, and left him to the stings of conscience."

— Austen, Jane (1775-1817)

Date: 1818

"But your mind is warped by an innate principle of general integrity, and therefore not accessible to the cool reasonings of family partiality, or a desire of revenge."

— Austen, Jane (1775-1817)