work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3294,Refinement,"Searching ""thought"" and ""alloy"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-04-14 00:00:00 UTC,"These purer thoughts, from gross alloys refined,
With heavenly raptures elevate the mind:
Not framed to raise a giddy, short-lived joy,
Whose false allurements, while they please, destroy;
But bliss resembling that of saints above,
Sprung from the vision of the' Almighty Love;
Firm, solid bliss, for ever great and new;
The more 'tis known, the more admired, like you;
Like you, fair nymph, in whom united meet
Endearing sweetness, unaffected wit,
And all the glories of your sparkling race,
While inward virtues heighten every grace.
By these secured, you will with pleasure read
""Of future judgment, and the rising dead;
Of time's grand period, heaven and earth o'erthrown,
And gasping Nature's last tremendous groan.""
These, when the stars and sun shall be no more,
Shall beauty to your ravaged form restore:
Then shall you shine with an immortal ray,
Improved by death, and brighten'd by decay.",,8558,"","""These purer thoughts, from gross alloys refined, / With heavenly raptures elevate the mind.""",Metal,2010-10-02 22:59:54 UTC,""
4190,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-18 00:00:00 UTC,"A thousand various forms the Muse may wear,
(A thousand various forms become the fair,)
But shines in none with more majestic mien
Than when in state she draws the purple scene;
Calls forth her monarchs, bids her heroes rage,
And mourning Beauty melt the crowded stage;
Charms back past ages, gives to Britain's use
The noblest virtues Time did e'er produce;
Leaves famed historians' boasted art behind:
They keep the soul alone; and that's confined,
Sought out with pains, and but by proxy speaks:
The hero's presence deep impression makes;
The scenes his soul and body re-unite,
Furnish a voice, produce him to the sight;
Make our contemporary him that stood
High in renown, perhaps, before the flood;
Make Nestor to this age advice afford,
And Hector for our service draw his sword.",,10863,"","""The hero's presence deep impression makes; / The scenes his soul and body re-unite / Furnish a voice, produce him to the sight.""",Impression,2016-02-16 21:19:13 UTC,""
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 20:52:38 UTC,"DON CARLOS
Alonzo's Glory, and the Moors Defeat.
The Field is strow'd with twice ten thousand slain,
Tho' he suspects his Measures were betray'd.
He'll soon arrive. O, how I long to embrace
The first of Heroes, and the best of Friends!--
I lov'd fair Leonora long before
The Chance of Battel gave me to the Moors,
From whom so late Alonzo set me Free;
And while I groan'd in Bondage, I deputed
This Great Alonzo, whom her Father honours,
To be my gentle Advocate in Love,
To stir her Heart, and fan its Fires for me.
(I.i, pp. 3-4)",,22294,"","""I lov'd fair Leonora long before / The Chance of Battel gave me to the Moors, / From whom so late Alonzo set me Free; / And while I groan'd in Bondage, I deputed / This Great Alonzo, whom her Father honours, / To be my gentle Advocate in Love, / To stir her Heart, and fan its Fires for me.""","",2013-08-17 20:52:38 UTC,Act I
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 20:53:55 UTC,"DON CARLOS
Must I despair then? Do not shake me thus:
My Tempest-beaten Heart is cold to Death.
Ah! turn, and let me warm me in thy Beauties.
Heav'ns! what a Proof I gave but two Nights past
Of matchless Love! To fling me at thy Feet,
I slighted Friendship, and I flew from Fame;
Nor heard the Summons of the next Day's Battel:
But darting headlong to thy Arms, I left
The promis'd Fight, I left Alonzo too
To stand the War, and quell a World alone.
(I.i, pp. 6-7)",,22295,"","""Must I despair then? Do not shake me thus: / My Tempest-beaten Heart is cold to Death.""","",2013-08-17 20:53:55 UTC,Act I
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 20:55:41 UTC,"ZANGA
Why, that is well--go fetch my Tablets hither.
Two Nights ago, my Father's sacred Shade
Thrice stalk'd around my Bed, and smil'd upon me,
He smil'd, a Joy then little understood--
It must be so--and if so, it is Vengeance
Worth waking of the Dead for.
[Re-enter Isabella with the Tablets, Zanga writes, then reads as to himself.]
Thus it stands--
The Father's fixt--Don Carlos cannot wed--
Alonzo may--but that will hurt his Friend--
Nor can he ask his leave--or if he did,
He might not gain it--it is hard to give
Our own Consent to Ills, tho' we must bear them.--
Were it not then a Master-piece, worth all
The Wisdom I can boast, first to persuade
Alonzo to request it of his Friend,
His Friend to grant--then from that very Grant,
The strongest Proof of Friendship Man can give,
(And other Motives) to work out a Cause
Of Jealousy; to rack Alonzo's Peace?--
I have turn'd o'er the Catalogue of Woes,
Which sting the Heart of Man, and find none equal.
It is the Hydra of Calamities,
The Seven-fold Death. The Jealous are the damn'd.
O Jealousy! Each other Passion's calm
To thee, thou Conflagration of the Soul!
Thou King of Torments! Thou grand Counterpoize
For all the Transports Beauty can inspire!
(II.i, p. 16)",,22296,"","""Each other Passion's calm / To thee, thou Conflagration of the Soul""","",2013-08-17 20:55:41 UTC,Act II
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 20:58:52 UTC,"DON CARLOS
No Hopes. Alvarez has a Heart of Steel:
'Tis fixt, 'tis past, 'tis absolute Despair.
(II.i, p. 19)",,22297,"","""Alvarez has a Heart of Steel.""",Metal,2013-08-17 20:58:52 UTC,Act II
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 20:59:32 UTC,"ZANGA
Alas! My Lord, you know his Heart is Steel,
'Tis fixt, 'tis past, 'tis absolute Despair.
(II.i, p. 20)",,22299,"","""My Lord, you know his Heart is Steel, / 'Tis fixt, 'tis past, 'tis absolute Despair.""",Metal,2013-08-17 20:59:32 UTC,Act II
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 21:20:05 UTC,"DON ALONZO
If, after Death, our Forms (as some believe)
Shall be transparent, naked every Thought,
And Friends meet Friends, and read each other's Hearts,
Thou'lt know one day, that thou wast held most dear.
Farewel.
(II.i, p. 24)",,22300,"","""If, after Death, our Forms (as some believe) / Shall be transparent, naked every Thought, / And Friends meet Friends, and read each other's Hearts, / Thou'lt know one day, that thou wast held most dear. / Farewel.""","",2013-08-17 21:20:05 UTC,Act II
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 21:22:45 UTC,"DON CARLOS
Too soon thou praisest me. He's gone, and now
I must unsluice my overburden'd Heart,
And let it flow. I would not grieve my Friend
With Tears; nor interrupt my great Design,
Great sure as ever human Breast durst think of.
But now my Sorrows, long with Pain supprest,
Burst their Confinement with impetuous Sway,
O'er-swell all Bounds, and bear ev'n Life away.
So till the Day was won, the Greek renown'd
With Anguish wore the Arrow in his Wound,
Then drew the Shaft from out his tortur'd Side,
Let gush the Torrent of his Blood, and dy'd.
(II.i, p. 26)",,22301,INTEREST: Soliloquy as involving sluices.,"""He's gone, and now / I must unsluice my overburden'd Heart, / And let it flow.""","",2013-08-17 21:22:45 UTC,Act II
7619,"",LION,2013-08-17 21:23:40 UTC,"DON ALONZO
I see that thou art frighted.
If thou dost love me, I shall fill thy Heart
With Scorpion's Stings.
ZANGA
If I do love, my Lord?
(III.i, p. 29)",,22302,"","""If thou dost love me, I shall fill thy Heart / With Scorpion's Stings.""",Animals,2013-08-17 21:23:40 UTC,Act III