text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"A solemn stillness creeps upon my soul,
And all its pow'rs in deep attention die;
My heart forgets to beat; my stedfast eye
Catches the flying gleam; the distant roll,
Advancing gradual, swells upon my ear
With louder peals, more dreadful as more near.
(p. 137)",2011-06-16 20:11:39 UTC,"""A solemn stillness creeps upon my soul, / And all its pow'rs in deep attention die.""",2011-06-16 20:11:25 UTC,"","",,"","",Reading,18700,6940