Epistle to William Hogarth (July 1763), line 645
Context: With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroy'd by thought:
Constant attention wears the active mind,
Blots out our powers, and leaves a blank behind.
“My dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.”
“The curious crime, the fine
Felicity and flower of wickedness.”
Book X: The Pope, line 590.
The Ring and the Book (1868-69)
“It is no longer a passion hidden in my heart:
It is Venus herself fastened to her prey.”
Ce n'est plus une ardeur dans mes veines cachée:
C'est Vénus tout entière à sa proie attachée.
Phèdre, act I, scene III.
Phèdre (1677)
“Various Arts by study might be wrought
Up to their height.”
The Works of Publius Virgilius Maro (2nd ed. 1654), Virgil's Georgicks
“But evil is wrought by want of thought,
As well as want of heart.”
The Lady's Dream http://www.gerald-massey.org.uk/eop_hood_poetical_works_7.htm#246, st. 16 (1827).
1820s
“Write and bulletin your thoughts on paper so it would be like bulletins in your brain too.”
The Great Master of Thought (Amen- Vol.3), Observing management
“In art there are tears that do often lie too deep for thoughts.”
This is a play on "Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears", the last line of William Wordsworth's "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Ode:_Intimations_of_Immortality_from_Recollections_of_Early_Childhood.
Source: Company Manners: A Cultural Inquiry into American Life (1954), p. 28.
Source: 1956 - 1967, Art-as-Art Dogma' part II, (1964), p. 155
