work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5094,"","Searching ""blot"" and ""mind in HDIS (Prose)",2005-03-24 00:00:00 UTC,"Miss Cecilia was the first to reply; and stepping up to the bed-side, I, madam, am least injured of all, said she; yet were his offences against me even greater than they are, your example would teach me to blot them all from my mind; therefore, from henceforward, Falkland, you may again look upon me as your sister; but for any other tie, though you were to-morrow at liberty, and all my friends consenting to the union, I should for ever renounce it. Nor should I dare to think of it, replied Mr. Falkland. And you, my dear, said the excellent woman to Miss Arnold, do not you forgive this poor youth? Ah, mama, I have no resentment against him-- I never had--'Tis I who should demand forgiveness of him; if it had not been for me, he might have been happy, so might poor Cecilia, so might you: but I have broke all your hearts! Yet indeed, Orlando, I did not mean to divide you from your love--I had made a resolution to die in silence--I know not what tempted me to break it, unless it be (which I suspect to be the truth) that I was that day seized with a strange distraction. Forgive me, sir, pray forgive me! And she held up both her hands, fixing her sweet eyes with a supplicating look on Mr. Falkland's face. Oh, God! cried he, wringing his hands, 'tis just that my punishment should be proportioned to my crimes! yet I cannot bear this! He turned from her in an agony of grief. She followed him--He will not speak to me, mama! I do not wonder he should be angry, yet I wish he would not hate me! Speak to her, said Mrs. Arnold, her voice broken with sobs--Indulge her, you see how it is with her. Mr. Falkland threw himself at her feet; No, dearest Miss Arnold, said he, Falkland is not altogether such a monstrous prodigy as to hate you! He esteems, he respects, he reveres you more than ever; and if he shuns your sight, 'tis shame, and not resentment, that bids him hide his face. Miss Arnold just lightly pressed with her fingers one of his hands. I am satisfied then, said she; and, with a pleased look, quitted him, and retired again behind the curtain.
(pp. 289-91)",,13773,"","""[Y]et were his offences against me even greater than they are, your example would teach me to blot them all from my mind""","",2009-09-14 19:39:11 UTC,"Vol. 5, Letter 71"
5094,"","Searching ""blot"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Prose); found again ""blot"" and ""thought""",2005-03-25 00:00:00 UTC,"I dressed myself in these old cloaths on purpose, and what the success of my scheme has been you know. Your brother, narrow-hearted, inhuman wretch, I blot forever from my thoughts: it will be the better for you, though I have more than enough for you both.",,13774,"","""Your brother, narrow-hearted, inhuman wretch, I blot forever from my thoughts""","",2009-09-14 19:39:11 UTC,Vol. 3
5094,"","Searching ""blot"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Prose); found again ""blot"" and ""memory""",2005-03-25 00:00:00 UTC,"I cannot think of exposing the poor Miss Burchell by giving up her secret. Though it might contribute to clear me, by turning Mr. Arnold's suspicions on Mrs. Gerrarde, yet would she have great reason to resent it; more especially as she is now, by a blameless life, endeavouring to blot out the memory of her fault. Though my Lady V--- is very prudent, her zeal for me, and my lord's good-natured earnestness in my cause, might render them unguarded on the occasion; and should they attempt to make use of this secret, in order to criminate Mrs. Gerrarde, it might, at the same time, bring malicious censures both on Miss Burchell and Mr. Faulkland.",,13775,"","One may be ""by a blameless life, endeavouring to blot out the memory of her fault""","",2009-09-14 19:39:11 UTC,Vol. 2
5106,Blank Slate,"Found again searching ""mind"" and ""sheet"" in HDIS (Prose)",2009-09-14 19:39:13 UTC,"In giving you a very circumstantial account of this society, I confess I have a view beyond the pleasure, which a mind like yours must receive from the contemplation of so much virtue. Your constant endeavours have been to inculcate the best principles into youthful minds, the only probable means of mending mankind; for the foundation of most of our virtues, or our vices, are laid in that season of life when we are most susceptible of impression, and when our minds, as on a sheet of white paper, any characters may be engraven; these laudable endeavours, by which we may reasonably expect the rising generation will be greatly improved, render particularly due to you, any examples which may teach those virtues that are not easily learnt by precept, and shew the facility of what, in meer speculation, might appear surrounded with a discouraging impracticability: you are the best judge, whether, by being made public, they may be conducive to your great end of benefitting the world. I therefore submit the following sheets entirely to you.""
(pp. 1-2; 53-54)",2005-04-06,13793,"•I've included twice: Blank Paper, and Engraving","""Your constant endeavours have been to inculcate the best principles into youthful minds, the only probable means of mending mankind; for the foundation of most of our virtues, or our vices, are laid in that season of life when we are most susceptible of impression, and when our minds, as on a sheet of white paper, any characters may be engraven.""",Writing,2013-06-27 21:17:53 UTC,"Addressed to the ""Publisher"" of the volume"
5106,"","Searching in HDIS (Prose); Found again searching ""heart"" and ""engrav""",2005-02-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Sir Edward was more captivated than either of the ladies imagined, and every day increased his passion. Louisa's beauty, her conversation, and accomplishments were irresistible; but as he knew the great occasion he had to marry a woman of fortune, he long endeavoured to combat his inclinations. He might have conceived hopes of obtaining any other woman in her circumstances on easier terms; but there was such dignity and virtue shone forth in her, and he was so truly in love, that such a thought never entered his imagination. He reverenced and respected her like a divinity, but hoped that prudence might enable him to conquer his passion, at the same time that it had not force enough to determine him to fly her presence, the only possible means of lessening the impression which every hour engraved more deeply on his heart, by bringing some new attractions to his view. He little considered, that the man who has not power to fly from temptation, will never be able to resist it by standing his ground.
(pp. 112-3)",,13833,•The final sentence is delivered with some éclat.,"""He reverenced and respected her like a divinity, but hoped that prudence might enable him to conquer his passion, at the same time that it had not force enough to determine him to fly her presence, the only possible means of lessening the impression which every hour engraved more deeply on his heart, by bringing some new attractions to his view.""",Empire and Impressions and Writing,2013-06-27 21:29:41 UTC,Chapter 3
5184,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""engrav"" in HDIS (Prose); found again searching ""idea"" and ""engrav""",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"In this spot, where we have so often walked together, I give way to all the voluptuousness of sorrow; I recall those happy days which are never to return; a thousand tender ideas rush on my memory; I recollect those dear moments of confidence and friendship engraved for ever on my heart; I still hear the sweet accents of that voice, still behold that matchless form; I see her every moment before me, in all the playfulness of youth and innocence; I see her parents gazing on her as she passes, with that lively transport a parent only can know.
(II, p. 179)",,13956,"","""I recollect those dear moments of confidence and friendship engraved for ever on my heart.""",Writing,2013-06-27 19:27:16 UTC,"Vol. 2, Letter 26"
5184,"","Searching ""blot"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Prose); found again searching ""blot"" and ""heart""",2005-03-24 00:00:00 UTC,"I had stood some time looking on the dear remains of Lady Julia, when Colonel Mandeville took my hand, and leading me to the coffin in which his son's were deposited; ""Lady Anne, said he, you have forgot your once favored friend, your once gay, once lovely Harry Mandeville. Behold all that Death has left of the darling of a fond parent's heart! The graces of that form are lost, those lips have ceased to utter the generous sentiments of the noblest heart which ever beat; but never will his varied perfections be blotted from the mind of his father.""
(II, p. 183)",,13957,"","""The graces of that form are lost, those lips have ceased to utter the generous sentiments of the noblest heart which ever beat; but never will his varied perfections be blotted from the mind of his father.""",Writing,2013-06-27 19:28:41 UTC,"Vol. II, Letter 26"
5184,"","Searching ""blot"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Prose); found again ""idea"" and ""blot""",2005-03-24 00:00:00 UTC,"What a day have I passed! may the idea of it be ever blotted from my mind!
(II, p. 186)",,13958,"","""What a day have I passed! may the idea of it be ever blotted from my mind!""",Writing,2013-06-27 19:18:39 UTC,"Vol. II, Letter 26"
5221,"","Searching ""blank"" and ""fancy"" in HDIS (Drama)",2004-10-14 00:00:00 UTC," Lady FRANKLAND.
Is she in a bad state of health, Sir Harry?
Sir HARRY.
O, by no means, she is as fat and florid as any woman in England of her age, which I believe is near forty.
Lady FRANKLAND.
Pray where is the danger then, of her becoming a ghost?
Sir HARRY.
Helas, ma chere innocente! don't you meet a thousand ghosts in every public place? Bodies without souls, who have haunted the world so long, that they are worn out of every one's remembrance, and might glide in and out, without ever being taken notice of, if it were not for the space they occupy. Have you never been jostled by a fat red ghost, in the box lobby of the playhouse, or at the puppet-show cascade at Vauxhall? ha! ha! ha!
Lady FRANKLAND.
As they differ in every respect from spirits, I should never have thought of stiling them ghosts, tho', as you have explained it, I own the term is apt enough; yet I fancy that blanks would do still better, as some authors have lately used them, merely to make up bulk, and stuff life's volume.
Sir HARRY.
I vow, madam, your ladyship has an infinity of wit, as well as beauty. But now, prithee, dear lady Frankland, what do you seriously mean to do with them both?",,14048,"•INTEREST. Ghosts, people, and blanks.
•Cross-reference: Addison's Blanks, who read the paper every morning in order to fill-up and top-off.","""I fancy that blanks would do still better, as some authors have lately used them, merely to make up bulk, and stuff life's volume.""",Writing,2013-09-08 19:38:14 UTC,"Act III, scene ii"
5316,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""engrav"" in HDIS (Prose)",2004-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,What gratitude do we not owe to heaven! may the sense of it be for ever engraven on our hearts!,,14276,"","""What gratitude do we not owe to heaven! may the sense of it be for ever engraven on our hearts!""",Writing,2013-06-27 19:53:48 UTC,"Volume IV, Letter 222"