work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4374,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2005-09-01 00:00:00 UTC,"This young Lady, so highly obliged to Emanuella for this Proof of her Friendship, one would think should never have obliterated the Memory of it; but what Engagements are of force to bind a Thankless and Ungrateful Mind! The Aversion she had for a monastick Life, was soon discover'd by the penetrating Eyes of her Cousin, to proceed from her too great Affection for a young Fop, who had nothing to recommend him to the Approbation of a Woman of Discretion; and talking to her with a little more warmth than was usual on this Occasion, the other resented it, as tho' she took that Liberty on the account of what she had promised to her Father, and from that Moment conceiv'd so great a Hatred, that it grew uneasy to herself, because she had no Opportunity to make the other feel the Effects of it-- [Page 35] But being naturally as cunning as revengeful, she conceal'd her Sentiments, and under the Mask of Friendship, watch'd all her Actions, still hoping some unguarded Minute might arrive, in which she should be able to discover something to expose her for. But not all her Dilligence could furnish what she wanted; Emanuella, among the multiplicity of her Adorers, behav'd herself in such a manner, that might defy the strictest Scrutiny-- all her Actions--all her Words--all her Looks; were govern'd by Prudence, and her malicious Observer began to think it would be but Labour lost to attempt to blast either her Virtue or Reputation. But alas! what Courage, what Discretion, what cool Reserve, what Sanctity of Wishes can defend the Heart, when once the God of Love has found an Entrance there! that Tyrant Passion lords it o'er the Mind, fills every Faculty, and leaves no room for any other Thought--drives Consideration far away--overturns Reflection-- and permits no Image but itself to dwell in Fancy's Region. The soft and tender Soul of Emanuella, was a fit Temple for the enslaving Deity to work his utmost Wonders in; and that she no sooner felt his Power, was not because she was less susceptible than others of her Acquaintance, but that her Taste was more delicate, and so many different Perfections as were necessary to attract her Admiration, were very difficult to be found in one Man.
(pp. 34-5)",,11498," •I've included four times: Government, Container, Inhabitant, Region","""[Love] that Tyrant Passion lords it o'er the Mind, fills every Faculty, and leaves no room for any other Thought--drives Consideration far away--overturns Reflection-- and permits no Image but itself to dwell in Fancy's Region""","",2009-09-14 19:35:57 UTC,Part I
6749,"","Contributed by PC Fleming, searching ""heart.""",2010-07-17 15:45:25 UTC,"This alone was sufficient grounds for the old waiting gentlewoman to persuade Regentina, that this was the husband destined by the Oracle, because he would not take the Princess without green, not on account of his disdaining to wear green, but that it was not in his power to do so, notwithstanding all his efforts; which, in her mind, made a material difference in the meaning of the Oracle. Regentina remained speechless and confused, at the pitiful result of such pompous preliminaries. Those who were well acquainted with the world and the Court, agreed, that the heart of woman was an inexplicable abyss; and all remarked the novelty of this sentiment. The philosophers alone found it simple and natural. They remembered the tale of, The way to please the ladies, written by one of their fraternity; and thought it common enough for a woman of sense to prefer a coxcomb, whom she could govern as she liked, to a man, who would always surpass her, in spite of her and himself too, by possessing qualities too eminent. (Vol. II, pages 88-9)",,17976,"","""Those who were well acquainted with the world and the Court, agreed, that the heart of woman was an inexplicable abyss; and all remarked the novelty of this sentiment.""","",2010-07-17 15:45:25 UTC,Con. XIV
7159,"","Searching ""mind"" in Google Books",2012-01-09 22:33:29 UTC,"'Well, Sir, you say the passions are dangerous, I believe they are useful, and only rebellious, when we would give them false, meanings, or render them subservient to poor convenience. The passions are the wings of spirit. Cold tranquillity the grave of thought. Turn you eyes to my convent! Even there the passions reign; but they rove through the mind like murmuring, winds through barren and gloomy regions.""
(I, p. 190)",,19433,"","""Even there the passions reign; but they rove through the mind like murmuring, winds through barren and gloomy regions.""","",2012-01-09 22:33:29 UTC,""
7439,"",Searching in C-H Lion,2013-06-14 04:52:30 UTC,"When capable of recollection, she knew that towards those whom he had once pardoned, he was incapable of reproach or unkindness; and her mind, eased of the fears which had so long harrassed it, seemed to be recovering it's tone. Still, however, the sense of her own incurable unhappiness, her own irretrievable unworthiness, and the disgrace of having sullied the honour of her family, and given pain to such a brother, overwhelmed her with grief and confusion; while her reason, as it at intervals returned, served only to shew her the abyss into which she had fallen; and she sometimes even regretted those hours of forgetfulness, when she possessed not the power of steady reflection, and when the sad reality was obliterated by wild and imaginary horrors.
(III, p. 141)",,20665,"","""Still, however, the sense of her own incurable unhappiness, her own irretrievable unworthiness, and the disgrace of having sullied the honour of her family, and given pain to such a brother, overwhelmed her with grief and confusion; while her reason, as it at intervals returned, served only to shew her the abyss into which she had fallen; and she sometimes even regretted those hours of forgetfulness, when she possessed not the power of steady reflection, and when the sad reality was obliterated by wild and imaginary horrors.""","",2013-06-14 04:52:30 UTC,""
5579,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 21:04:54 UTC,"Mean while Cecilia, disturbed from the calm of soft serenity to which she had yielded every avenue of her soul, now looked forward with distrust and uneasiness, even to the completion of the views which but a few minutes before had comprised all her notions of felicity. The alliance which so lately had seemed wholly unexceptionable, now appeared teeming with objections, and threatening with difficulties. The representations of Mr. Monckton had cruelly mortified her; well acquainted with his knowledge of the world, and wholly unsuspicious of his selfish motives, she gave to his assertions involuntary credit, and even while she attempted to combat them, they made upon her mind an impression scarce ever to be erased.
(II, pp. 154-5)",,20750,"","""Mean while Cecilia, disturbed from the calm of soft serenity to which she had yielded every avenue of her soul, now looked forward with distrust and uneasiness, even to the completion of the views which but a few minutes before had comprised all her notions of felicity.""","",2013-06-15 21:04:54 UTC,""
7591,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2013-08-16 06:14:56 UTC,"When Seymour reflected on what had past, he was not much displeased at the recollection of the cause of Julia's emotion at dinner; nor was he concerned at the information that she looked pale on the day of his marriage, and that her colour went and came during the last stage. Such is the selfishness, the inconsistency of passion, that Seymour, though he would chearfully have sacrificed his life to save Julia the slightest uneasiness, would yet willingly have excited in her mind those sensations which overwhelmed his own with anguish, and have been soothed by acquiring an influence over her heart, which, he well knew, would never, in the smallest degree, affect her conduct; and which, indeed, his own principles of honor, and a respect for her character, which amounted almost to idolatry, prevented him even from wishing it should. He might, therefore, have reflected, that any sensibility to his passion, could only serve to involve her in a degree of misery, which was almost insupportable to himself. But, the region of passion is a land of despotism, where reason exercises but a mock jurisdiction; and is continually forced to submit to an arbitrary tyrant, who, rejecting her fixed and temperate laws, is guided only by the dangerous impulse of his own violent and uncontroulable wishes.
(II.xxi, pp. 17-18)",,22193,"","""But, the region of passion is a land of despotism, where reason exercises but a mock jurisdiction; and is continually forced to submit to an arbitrary tyrant, who, rejecting her fixed and temperate laws, is guided only by the dangerous impulse of his own violent and uncontroulable wishes.""",Empire,2013-08-16 06:14:56 UTC,"Vol. II, Chap. xxi"
7629,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-19 03:24:31 UTC,"Mr. Evelyn's natural politeness, for the effects of a commencing passion; but his every look and action bear so striking a resemblance to those of his lamented brother, who loved me but too well, that it is impossible to doubt their motive--besides, my Lucy is a perfect Columbus in the terra incognita of lovers hearts, and discovered her faithful Stanley's fond attachment in his speaking eyes, for many months before his tongue revealed it--happy, happy Lucy! whose hand and heart are free to bless the man who best deserves them! whilst I--Here let me stop, nor pain your gentle breast with my complainings.--
(I, p. 59)",,22412,"","""Besides, my Lucy is a perfect Columbus in the terra incognita of lovers hearts, and discovered her faithful Stanley's fond attachment in his speaking eyes, for many months before his tongue revealed it.""",Empire,2013-08-19 03:25:23 UTC,""
7629,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-19 03:29:06 UTC,"Does not our self-love sometimes suppose merits where we bestow our favours, in order to heighten our own pleasure in the act of benevolence?--I am not at leisure now to investigate the philosophy of this idea, but I am persuaded that we are generally more strongly attached to those we have obliged, than even to those who have obliged us.--Is it not usury then to expect gratitude? Not that I wou'd encourage the modern philosophy, which reduces all virtue to self-interest; for if I may hazard an unborrowed simile, the liberal mind may be compared to the Nile, which enriches the soil, from its own abundance, without requiring any return.
(I, pp. 83-4)",,22414,META-METAPHORICAL,"""Not that I wou'd encourage the modern philosophy, which reduces all virtue to self-interest; for if I may hazard an unborrowed simile, the liberal mind may be compared to the Nile, which enriches the soil, from its own abundance, without requiring any return.""","",2013-08-19 03:29:06 UTC,""
7629,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-19 03:43:53 UTC,"MOST willingly, my friend, do I return to my colours, and renew a correspondence from which I have ever received the sincerest pleasure, though no part of it ever afforded me more than your last letter--O Stanley, how much are you to be envied! But envy is a mean, contemptible vice, and utterly incompatible with friendship; I therefore do not envy, but rejoice, in your felicity, though certain that I am for ever barred from tasting bliss like yours; for well I know that heart-felt happiness is only to be found in a tender and virtuous connection with the object of our love and esteem; and that, alas! can never be my lot--My youth must pass away in gloomy, dreary, pining discontent. Would it were passed, and that like Aetna, though my bosom flamed, my head was crowned with snow.--Here let me drop the painful subject, and never, never, reassume it more.
(II, 12-13)",,22431,"","""Would it were passed, and that like Aetna, though my bosom flamed, my head was crowned with snow.""","",2013-08-19 03:43:53 UTC,""
5507,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2014-07-23 20:13:53 UTC,"Young, animated, entirely off your guard, and thoughtless of consequences, imagination took the reins, and reason, slow-paced, though sure-footed, was unequal to a race with so eccentric and flighty a companion. How rapid was then my Evelina's progress through those regions of fancy and passion whither her new guide conducted her!--She saw Lord Orville at a ball,--and he was the most amiable of men!--She met him again at another,--and he had every virtue under Heaven!
(II, p. 144)",,24244,"","""How rapid was then my Evelina's progress through those regions of fancy and passion whither her new guide conducted her!""","",2014-07-23 20:13:53 UTC,""