work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4326,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose); confirmed in ECCO.,2004-07-06 00:00:00 UTC,"This cursed Mixture did that Monster of a Woman give to her unsuspecting Husband; and while his tender, truly generous Soul was wholly taken up with the Study how to please her, himself was sinking into the most miserable State that Hell-bred Mischief could invent. At first he was seized with a Lethargy of Thought; a kind of lazy Stupefaction hung on his Spirits, which every Day encreasing, at last overwhelm'd the Throne of Reason; Reflection was unhing'd; the noble Seat of Memory fill'd with Chimera's and disjointed Notions; wild and confus'd Ideas whirl'd in his distracted Brain; and all the Man, except the Form, was changed.
(cf. p. 89 in 1723 ed.)",,11300,•I've included twice: once in Architecture and once in Uncategorized,"""Reflection was unhing'd; the noble Seat of Memory fill'd with Chimera's and disjointed Notions; wild and confus'd Ideas whirl'd in his distracted Brain; and all the Man, except the Form, was changed.""",Empire,2014-07-02 14:09:20 UTC,""
5068,"",Searching HDIS (Prose Fiction),2004-11-17 00:00:00 UTC,"The Life his Lordship chose, brought him to that Condition in which we have seen him enter the married State. In his grand Climacteric he discovered, that to live soberly, with a virtuous young Wife, might possibly render him more solid Happiness, than he had ever hitherto enjoyed. Even this Piece of Wisdom did not find its Way into his Mind by Reflexion (that Passage for its Entrance had long been too closely barricadoed), but came in at his Eyes, and engaged his constant Counsellors, his Inclinations, on the Side of a fair Object he had accidentally beheld, at the House of a neighbouring Gentleman. One Circumstance unluckily slipt his Memory, namely, the Impropriety of his own Age for carrying into Practice the Wisdom of his late Discovery; and tho' he formerly thought Fifty was the Extremity of old Age, yet was his Lordship now convinced of the Errors of his Youth, and clearly perceived, that a Man is not declined much into the Vale of Years at the Age of Sixty-three; and comforted himself with reflecting, that the Judgment strengthens, in proportion as the Imagination decays.
(I.i.2, pp. 16-7)",,13600,"•I've included twice: Passage and Barricad — Deleted one entry, combining...","""Even this Piece of Wisdom did not find its Way into his Mind by Reflexion (that Passage for its Entrance had long been too closely barricadoed), but came in at his Eyes, and engaged his constant Counsellors, his Inclinations, on the Side of a fair Object he had accidentally beheld, at the House of a neighbouring Gentleman.""",Inhabitants and Rooms,2013-10-06 20:59:33 UTC,"Vol. I, Bk i, chapter 2"
5579,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-16 20:06:44 UTC,"""Happy!"" repeated he, with animation, ""Oh I am in Paradise! I am come from a region in the first rude state of nature, to civilization and refinement! the life I led at the cottage was the life of a savage; no intercourse with society, no consolation from books; my mind locked up, every source dried of intellectual delight, and no enjoyment in my power but from sleep and from food. Weary of an existence which thus levelled me with a brute, I grew ashamed of the approximation, and listening to the remonstrance of my understanding, I gave up the precipitate plan, to pursue one more consonant to reason. I came to town, hired a room, and sent for pen, ink and paper: what I have written are trishes, but the Bookseller has not rejected them. I was settled, therefore, in a moment, and comparing my new occupation with that I had just quitted, I seemed exalted on the sudden from a mere creature of instinct, to a rational and intelligent being. But when first I opened a book, after so long an abstinence from all mental nourishment,--Oh it was rapture! no half-famished beggar regaled suddenly with food, ever seized on his repast with more hungry avidity.""
(V, pp. 44-5)",,20792,"","""The life I led at the cottage was the life of a savage; no intercourse with society, no consolation from books; my mind locked up, every source dried of intellectual delight, and no enjoyment in my power but from sleep and from food.""",Rooms,2013-06-16 20:06:44 UTC,""
7489,"",Searching in C-H Lion,2013-06-28 03:30:08 UTC,"A deathlike Paleness seem'd to spread itself all o'er the Face of Carlos while she was speaking, and perceiving she had done; Is it then, Madam! cry'd he, in a faultring Accent, to your Kindness for some happier Man the wretched Carlos owes your Disdain? Not my Disdain, resum'd she, but my enforc'd Neglect: pity me then and think what I endure, torn from all I love by a remorseless Parent, and given to one who, in spite of his Accomplishments, I hate--Forgive the harsh Expression, for believe, of all Mankind, I cou'd esteem you as a Friend--but, alas! my Heart wants room to entertain you as a tender Guest; long e're I knew your Merits it was taken up, all the Affections of my Soul are riveted to another--to him I am bound by all the ties of Honour, Gratitude, and everlasting Love, and him or Death I only can consent to wed. Am I then, said he, with a melancholy Air, the only Bar to Felicinda's Happiness? The only immoveable one, reply'd she; did not your wondrous Merits, make Alvario impatient to call himself your Father--my Tears, and my Despair, wou'd easily overcome all other Obstacles; he wou'd not make me Wretched, but with design to make me Blest, which, ignorant of the force of Fancy, he thinks consists in being your's. Well, Madam! resum'd Carlos (after a little Pause, and two or three Sighs, which he vainly struggled to suppress) I were unworthy of declaring myself your Lover, if I refus'd to fall a Martyr to my Passion; before Evening you shall confess that I deserve your Friendship: He left the Room as he spoke these Words, but with a Countenance so sad, and so dejected, that it mov'd her Pity, as much as what he said had done her Wonder-- She was extreamly at a loss for a Construction of his last Expression; but being far from guessing at the Resolution he had taken, imagined he had spoke in that manner only to amuse her, and that the next Day she shou'd be dragg'd to the Altar, and forc'd to assist in that Ceremony which must for ever deprive her of the hope of being her dear Fernando's. The Agonies of her Dispair return'd with the former Violence at this Suggestion, and she was meditating by what desperate Course she should avoid what she so much dreaded, when one of her Women gave her a little Billet, which being brought by a Servant of Don Carlos's, and accompany'd by another to their Master, they thought it no breach of Trust to deliver her. The Contents of it were these.
(pp. 13-14)
",,21232,"","""Forgive the harsh Expression, for believe, of all Mankind, I cou'd esteem you as a Friend--but, alas! my Heart wants room to entertain you as a tender Guest; long e're I knew your Merits it was taken up, all the Affections of my Soul are riveted to another--to him I am bound by all the ties of Honour, Gratitude, and everlasting Love, and him or Death I only can consent to wed.""",Inhabitants and Rooms,2013-06-28 03:30:08 UTC,""