work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:43:15 UTC,"It appeared, that about the year 1742, the late Count di Bruno had passed over into Greece, a journey which his brother, the present Confessor, having long expected, had meditated to take advantage of. Though a lawless passion had first suggested to the dark mind of Schedoni the atrocious act, which should destroy a brother, many circumstances and considerations had conspired to urge him towards its accomplishment. Among these was the condct of the late Count towards himself, which, however reasonable, as it had contradicted his own selfish gratifications, and added strong reproof to opposition, had excited his most inveterate hatred. Schedoni, who, as a younger brother of his family, bore, at that time, the title of Count di Marinella, had dissipated his small patrimony at a very early age; but, though suffering might then have taught him prudence, it had only encouraged him in duplicity, and rendered him more eager to seek a temporary refuge in the same habits of extravagance which had led to it. The Count di Bruno, though his fortune was very limited, had afforded frequent supplies to his brother; till, finding that he was incorrigible, and that the sums which he himself spared with difficulty from his family were lavished, without remorse, by Marinella, instead of being applied with economy to his support, he refused further aid than was sufficient for his absolute necessities.
(III.viii, p. 416)",,20366,"","""Though a lawless passion had first suggested to the dark mind of Schedoni the atrocious act, which should destroy a brother, many circumstances and considerations had conspired to urge him towards its accomplishment.""","",2013-06-04 20:43:15 UTC,"Vol. III, Chap. viii"
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:44:30 UTC,"The emotion betrayed by Schedoni, on the appearance of the last witness, and during the delivery of the evidence, disappeared when his fate became certain, and when the dreadful sentence of the law was pronounced, it made no visible impression on his mind. From that moment, his firmness, or his hardihood, never forsook him.
(III.viii, p. 421)",,20367,"","""The emotion betrayed by Schedoni, on the appearance of the last witness, and during the delivery of the evidence, disappeared when his fate became certain, and when the dreadful sentence of the law was pronounced, it made no visible impression on his mind.""",Impressions,2013-06-04 20:44:30 UTC,"Vol. III, Chap. viii"
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:45:31 UTC,"Whether he had done so in his first assertion was a question, which had raised in Vivaldi's mind a tempest of conjecture and of horror; for, while the subject of it was too astonishing to be fully believed, it was also too dreadful, not to be apprehended even as a possibility.
(III.viii, p. 424)",,20368,"","""Whether he had done so in his first assertion was a question, which had raised in Vivaldi's mind a tempest of conjecture and of horror; for, while the subject of it was too astonishing to be fully believed, it was also too dreadful, not to be apprehended even as a possibility.""","",2013-06-04 20:45:31 UTC,"Vol. III, Chap. viii"
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:46:49 UTC,"Yet, while she uttered this self-reproach, the tears she shed contradicted the pride which had suggested it; and a conviction lurking in her heart that Vivaldi could not so resign her, soon dissipated those tears. But other conjectures recalled them; it was possible that he was ill - that he was dead. In such vague and gloomy surmise her days passed away; employment could no longer withdraw her from herself, nor music, even for a moment, charm away the sense of sorrow. Yet she regularly partook of the various occupations of the nuns; and was so far from permitting herself to indulge in any useless expression of anxiety, that she had never once disclosed the sacred subject of it; so that, though she could not assume an air of cheerfulness, she never appeared otherwise than tranquil. Her most soothing, though perhaps most melancholy hour, was when about sun-set she could withdraw unnoticed, to the terrace among the rocks that overlooked the convent, and formed a part of its domain. There, alone and relieved from all the ceremonial restraints of the society, her very thoughts seemed more at liberty. As, from beneath the light foliage of the accacias, or the more majestic shade of the plane-trees that waved their branches over the many-coloured cliffs of this terrace, Ellena looked down upon the magnificent scenery of the bay; it brought back to memory, in sad yet pleasing detail, the many happy days she had passed on those blue waters, or on the shores, in the society of Vivaldi and her departed relative Bianchi; and every point of the prospect marked by such remembrance, which the veiling distance stole, was rescued by affection and pictured by imagination, in tints more animated than those of brightest nature.
(III.ix, pp. 425-6)",,20369,"","""As, from beneath the light foliage of the accacias, or the more majestic shade of the plane-trees that waved their branches over the many-coloured cliffs of this terrace, Ellena looked down upon the magnificent scenery of the bay; it brought back to memory, in sad yet pleasing detail, the many happy days she had passed on those blue waters, or on the shores, in the society of Vivaldi and her departed relative Bianchi; and every point of the prospect marked by such remembrance, which the veiling distance stole, was rescued by affection and pictured by imagination, in tints more animated than those of brightest nature.""","",2013-06-04 20:46:49 UTC,"Vol. III, Chap. ix"
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:48:11 UTC,"With the society of La Pietà , Olivia had thus found an asylum such as till lately she had never dared to hope for; but, though she frequently expressed her sense of this blessing, it was seldom without tears; and Ellena observed, with some surprise and more disappointment, within a very few days after her arrival, a cloud of melancholy spreading again over her mind.
(p. 430)",,20370,"","""With the society of La Pietà , Olivia had thus found an asylum such as till lately she had never dared to hope for; but, though she frequently expressed her sense of this blessing, it was seldom without tears; and Ellena observed, with some surprise and more disappointment, within a very few days after her arrival, a cloud of melancholy spreading again over her mind.""","",2013-06-04 20:48:11 UTC,"Vol. III, Chap. ix"
7845,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in ECCO-TCP",2014-03-12 20:29:03 UTC,"Song
I'VE read of Love, and all his Tricks;
That he doth Gall with Honey mix:
But I'm a Bust with Heart of Steel,
That can nor Pain nor Pleasure feel:
And let me still unmov'd remain;
He wants no Joy, that feels no Pain!
O No! O No! O No!
He wants no Joy, who feels no Pain.
(Act I, p. 4)",,23677,"","""But I'm a Bust with Heart of Steel, / That can nor Pain nor Pleasure feel.""",Metal,2014-03-12 20:29:03 UTC,""