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Date: 1817

"When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, / And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; / Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, / And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1817

"Stay! an inward frown / Of conscience bids me be more calm awhile."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1818

"Now I have tasted her sweet soul to the core / All other depths are shallow."

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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Date: 1822

"That he may stray league after league some great birthplace to find / And keep his vision clear from speck, his inward sight unblind. "

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.