Found in 2 poems.

The Giaour

  • 422The Mind, that broods o'er guilty woes,
  • 427And maddening in her ire,
  • 428One sad and sole relief she knows--
  • 429The sting she nourished for her foes,
  • 432And darts into her desperate brain:
  • 435So writhes the mind Remorse hath riven,

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Third

  • 1028The fount at which the panting Mind assuages
  • 1029Her thirst of knowledge, quaffing there her fill,