work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4341,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2004-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"The Character of Myrtano; writ byIdalia, and found afterwards in her Closet.
Bright, lovely, graceful, are all Words below
What to Myrtano's Character we owe:
Divinely glorious! Godlike! speaks but Part!
He yet has Charms which nearer touch the Heart!
These, awful Wonder, and our Homage claim,
But there's a Sweetness Language cannot name:
A Soul-enchanting Softness (far above
The Reach of Thought, unknowing him to prove)
Dwells in his Air, amidst his Glories plays,
And tempers, not diminishes the Blaze.
HERE Fancy stoops to court the Aid of Sense,
Unable to conceive such Excellence!
Imagination may a Form create,
Correctly Lovely, and supremely Great;
But, Oh! how mean would that Idea be,
To what, indeed, is to be found in Thee!
Joy-mingled Wonder kindles at thy Sight,
And clothes our Admiration with Delight.
AS Tapers languish at th' Approach of Day,
And by degrees melt slow their Shine away;
A while they glimmer with contracted Spires,
Trembling, unable to relax their Fires:
But when the Sun's broad Eye is open'd wide,
And Beams, thick flashing, shoot on every Side;
No more their emulative Force they try,
But quite o'erwhelm'd with Radiance sink, and die;
So those pale Lights, whose Glare late shar'd our Praise,
Are wholly lost in thy Almighty Blaze.
Eraz'd and blotted from the Book of Fame,
Her thousand Tongues swell with thy charmful Name:
No other Sound now strikes our ravish'd Ears,
No other Form in our glad View appears;
So fully o'er the Soul thy Influence reigns,
That not one Rebel-Thought thy Sway disdains.
(46)",,11372,"","Fancy may stoop ""to court the Aid of Sense, / Unable to conceive such Excellence!""","",2009-09-14 19:35:50 UTC,Inset poem
4701,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2005-03-10 00:00:00 UTC,"Base Monster,
A Letter from your vile Mother and Accomplice of your Crimes, has fallen into my Hands; I need say no more to let you know, I am no longer a Stranger to your Treachery to me, and the injured Maria. --Tremble then, curs'd Deceiver! thou abandon'd Profligate! thou hoard of complicated Crimes, at my just Resentment, and fly for ever from my Sight, lest I stamp Deformity on every Limb, and make thy Body as hideous as thy Soul. -- 'Tis highly probable I am not the first, but am resolv'd to be the last on whom your detestable Artifices shall take Effect--Captain H---s shall be immediately inform'd what a Viper he cherishes; and after, your Character shall be made Publick, to warn all Mankind from falling into those Snares, so fatal to the Reputation and Peace of Mind of
D---.
(p. 137)",,12399,"","""[F]ly for ever from my Sight, lest I stamp Deformity on every Limb, and make thy Body as hideous as thy Soul""","",2009-09-14 19:36:56 UTC,""
4272,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Prose)",2011-07-20 20:20:55 UTC,"You see, my Lord, said he with a Sigh, that I have put it out of her Power to triumph over my Weakness, for I confess my Heart still wears her Chains; but e'er my Eyes or Tongue betray to her the shameful Bondage, these Hands should tear them out; therefore I made no mention of her Behaviour to you, nor of my sending any Letter by you, not only because I knew not if your Lordship wou'd think it proper, but lest she shou'd imamine my Resentment proceeded from Jealousy, and that I lov'd her still. --No, she shall ne'er have Cause to guess the truth of what I suffer. --Her real Perfidy shall be repaid with seeming Inconstancy and Scorn. --Oh! how 'twill sting her Pride,--By Heaven, I feel a gloomy kind of Pleasure in the Thought, and will indulge it, even to highest Insults of Revenge",,18945,"","""You see, my Lord, said he with a Sigh, that I have put it out of her Power to triumph over my Weakness, for I confess my Heart still wears her Chains; but e'er my Eyes or Tongue betray to her the shameful Bondage, these Hands should tear them out.""",Fetters,2011-07-20 20:20:55 UTC,""
4272,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-30 16:44:08 UTC,"The Letters he receiv'd from a Lady incognito, his little Gallantries with Amena, and the Accident that presented to his View the unknown Lady in the Person of one of the greatest Fortunes in all France. Nothing cou'd be a greater Cordial to the Chevalier, than to find his Brother was beloved by the Sister of Ansellina; he did not doubt but that by this there might be a Possibility of seeing her sooner than else he cou'd have hop'd, and the two Brothers began to enter into a serious Consultation of this Affair, which ended with a Resolution to fix their Fortunes there. The Count had never yet seen a Beauty formidable enough to give him an Hour's Uneasiness (purely for the Sake of Love) and would often say, Cupid's Quiver never held an Arrow of force to reach his Heart; those little Delicacies, those trembling aking Transports, which every Sight of the belov'd Object occasions, and so visibly distinguishes a real Passion from a Counterfeit, he look'd on as the Chimera's of an idle Brain, form'd to inspire Notions of an imaginary Bliss, and make Fools lose themselves in seeking; or if they had a Being, it was only in weak Souls, a kind of a Disease with which he assur'd himself he should never be infected. Ambition was certainly the reigning Passion in his Soul, and Alovisa's Quality and vast Possessions, promising a full Gratification of that, he ne'er so much as wish'd to know a farther Happiness in Marriage.
(p. 47)",,21327,no italics,"""The Count had never yet seen a Beauty formidable enough to give him an Hour's Uneasiness (purely for the Sake of Love) and would often say, Cupid's Quiver never held an Arrow of force to reach his Heart; those little Delicacies, those trembling aking Transports, which every Sight of the belov'd Object occasions, and so visibly distinguishes a real Passion from a Counterfeit, he look'd on as the Chimera's of an idle Brain, form'd to inspire Notions of an imaginary Bliss, and make Fools lose themselves in seeking; or if they had a Being, it was only in weak Souls, a kind of a Disease with which he assur'd himself he should never be infected.""","",2013-06-30 16:44:08 UTC,""
7687,"",Searching in WWO,2013-09-23 20:53:40 UTC,"Here Alhahuza ended, and the Applauses given to what he said, were such as might have made any one believe, his Advice was about being put into immediate execution. When the Crowd was dispersed, Eovaai came down, and congratulated him on the Success of his Declamation. Ah! Princess, answered he, with a Sigh, you judge too favourably of this degenerate Race; their very Souls are debilitated with their Bodies; all Ardor for Glory, all generous Emulation, all Love of Liberty, every noble Passion is extinguish'd with their Industry. They imitate the Lion in his Roar, are Heroes in Words, but when call'd forth to Deeds, start like the timorous Hare, sculk into Corners, hide themselves in Caverns, and have nor Hands nor Hearts to combat with Oppression; so fatal a Damp has Luxury, and its Attendant Sloth, cast on their wonted Fire, that, without the Interposition of some supernatural Power, Hypotofa must fall, to rise no more.",,22831,"","""Ah! Princess, answered he, with a Sigh, you judge too favourably of this degenerate Race; their very Souls are debilitated with their Bodies; all Ardor for Glory, all generous Emulation, all Love of Liberty, every noble Passion is extinguish'd with their Industry.""","",2013-09-23 20:53:40 UTC,""
8088,"",Contributed by Kelly Fleming,2015-09-19 19:58:35 UTC,"While the Divine Historian was thus employ'd, a great Number of Persons passed by, whose Characters the Stranger expecting to be told, could not forbear testifying some little Surprize at the omission; which the other observing, You wonder (said he) that I have seem'd to forget the Business on which I brought you to this Place;--but know, that those whom I have not now pointed to your notice, are either such who have nothing in their Lives worthy the Repetition; or such whose Vices, or whose Virtues I shall with more ease convey to your Apprehension hereafter at their own Houses, than in this Place. -- I have yet in store for your discovery new Wonders, which to-morrow shall bring forth; in the mean time, would have you retire to that Repose which is necessary to Humanity; and in your intervals of waking, let Contemplation supply the place of Sight. Review with the Mind’s Eye the various scenes of Life which this Day’s Progress has presented. -- Make that Use which Heaven demands of thee, of these Discoveries, to imitate the Virtues and avoid the Vices of thy Fellow-Creatures. -- Refine frail Nature: -- Endeavour at least, to throw each darling Failing from thy Soul; and those Reflections which, in thy coolest Hours of Thought, Reason inspires, retain about thee always; then canst thou never be by any ill Passion sway'd, nor do a Deed which Conscience can condemn: Conscience and Reason still go hand in hand; and when thou dost amiss, the one is they Accuser, the other is thy Judge. What they approve, the Gods will ratify.--Let those then be thy Guides; and while the dangerous Path of Life thou tread'st, stray not one Step beyond the Bounds they set. -- Let what I have said be written in thy Heart, and keep it ever treasured in thy Mind. -- This Night allow to Rest and Cogitation; soon as the Morning dawns, we will revisit these pompous Towers, and stately Palaces, and explore the hidden Vices of their haughty Owners.
(pp. 273-4)",,24673,"","""Review with the Mind’s Eye the various scenes of Life which this Day’s Progress has presented.""","",2015-09-19 19:58:35 UTC,""