work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
7509,"",Reading,2013-07-08 20:01:29 UTC,"Now, according to my supposition, there being no active intelligent Being, who, by his Presence and Superintendency, governs and directs the Course of those vagabond Images, every thing in the Brain resembles the fortuitous concourse of Atoms. Two Images meet, and unite to each other; these two meeting with a third, it unites to them in the same manner: and this Meeting and Union continuing for some time, at last occasions a most monstrous Aggregation, very like the Chaos of the Poet, where
Frigida cum calidis pugnant, humentia siccis.
These united Images do sometimes separate from each other with the same facility they had joined, just like the fashionable way of marrying among the Quality; at other times, they maintain themselves in their Union, like poor Folks, without ever getting asunder; especially when this Union is the Effect of Chance, but more particularly when one Animal has thrust a whole Train of Images linked together into the Brain of another. In this last Case one Image of this sort never appears without its whole Retinue; and if a straggling one, in its progress thro' the Brain, chances to strike any of this Chain, all the others will appear, and chime to the last link. These sorts of Chains are what we call Habits; the Temper and Passions strengthen them, and they, in grateful return, strengthen the Temper and Passions.
(pp. 187-8)",,21528,"","""In this last Case one Image of this sort never appears without its whole Retinue; and if a straggling one, in its progress thro' the Brain, chances to strike any of this Chain, all the others will appear, and chime to the last link. These sorts of Chains are what we call Habits; the Temper and Passions strengthen them, and they, in grateful return, strengthen the Temper and Passions.""",Fetters and Inhabitants,2013-07-08 20:01:29 UTC,""
7510,"",Reading,2013-07-08 20:08:11 UTC,"No one will deny Education, generally speaking, to influence every Man in the part he is to act in the World. And what is Education, for the most part, but stocking a Child's Brain with Chains of Images? Horace somewhere or other introduces a Carpenter deliberating with himself whether he should make a Joint-Stool or a God, out of an old Block he was going to work upon. And do not most Fathers do the same with their Children? Now pray, what is this but acting from a fortuitous Concourse of Images? This Passage of the Poet calls to my mind a Story which I think extremely applicable to our present Argument.
(pp. 190-1)
",,21529,"","""And what is Education, for the most part, but stocking a Child's Brain with Chains of Images?""",Fetters,2013-07-08 20:08:11 UTC,""
7510,"",Reading,2013-07-08 20:10:15 UTC,"A Taylor in this City, having been very active in promoting the Election of Tucker and Fownes, was rewarded for his pains by a zealous Parson with the Clerkship of the Parish. He had at that time a Son turn'd of fifteen, and was in great suspense whether to put him out Apprentice to a Button-maker, or dedicate him to the Church. But his own Preferment having raised his Ambition, he expected no less than to see his Boy come in Curate in a few years, and so resolved he should be a Parson; ay, marry, should he, and a High-Church Parson too. The Boy, who had some beginnings of (what is call'd) Classic Learning, having finished his grammatical Studies, and receiv'd his Manumissory Indorsement, was sent to the University, and provided with a High-Church Tutor. Great care had been taken taken beforehand to arm him with the utmost Rage and Fury against Fanaticism; and his Tutor employ'd all his art and skill to fasten in his Brain a long Chain of Orthodox High-Church Images. The Chain was ended in a twelvemonth; but it took up four years more to strengthen and close the Links. And now the Work was so strong and well finished, that nothing was able to break it. This Train of Images continually revolv'd in our young Parson's Brain; and to preserve them from being jostled out by any intruding Foreigners, who might dispossess the Original Orthodox Inhabitants, the first Link of the Chain was rivetted by Pride, and the two last closed up by those two inseparable Companions, Laziness, and Dread of Heresy. The Theological Machine thus fitted up, ascends the Pulpit, thunders out against Schism, draws a Parallel betwixt Rome and Geneva, and gives the preference to the former, for having preserv'd the Hierarchy of the Church, and the Jure Divinoship and uninterrupted Succession of the Royal Priesthood. Next it damns the Whigs and Fanaticks for a pack of sad Dogs, that would eat up Kings with a Corn of Salt, and stain the whole Kalendar with the Blood of Royal Martyrs. The poor old Taylor all this time wept for Joy at his Desk; one half of the Congregation stared, and the other half most judiciously concluded him to be one of the most eminent Preachers of the Age. He now begins to fansy himself so too; for (what will seem very strange) he has never to this hour felt that he hath a rational Soul; and if he did, he would not know to what use to put it.
(pp. 191-3)",,21530,"","""Great care had been taken taken beforehand to arm him with the utmost Rage and Fury against Fanaticism; and his Tutor employ'd all his art and skill to fasten in his Brain a long Chain of Orthodox High-Church Images. The Chain was ended in a twelvemonth; but it took up four years more to strengthen and close the Links.""",Fetters,2013-07-08 20:10:15 UTC,""
7510,"",Reading,2013-07-08 20:13:50 UTC,"A Taylor in this City, having been very active in promoting the Election of Tucker and Fownes, was rewarded for his pains by a zealous Parson with the Clerkship of the Parish. He had at that time a Son turn'd of fifteen, and was in great suspense whether to put him out Apprentice to a Button-maker, or dedicate him to the Church. But his own Preferment having raised his Ambition, he expected no less than to see his Boy come in Curate in a few years, and so resolved he should be a Parson; ay, marry, should he, and a High-Church Parson too. The Boy, who had some beginnings of (what is call'd) Classic Learning, having finished his grammatical Studies, and receiv'd his Manumissory Indorsement, was sent to the University, and provided with a High-Church Tutor. Great care had been taken taken beforehand to arm him with the utmost Rage and Fury against Fanaticism; and his Tutor employ'd all his art and skill to fasten in his Brain a long Chain of Orthodox High-Church Images. The Chain was ended in a twelvemonth; but it took up four years more to strengthen and close the Links. And now the Work was so strong and well finished, that nothing was able to break it. This Train of Images continually revolv'd in our young Parson's Brain; and to preserve them from being jostled out by any intruding Foreigners, who might dispossess the Original Orthodox Inhabitants, the first Link of the Chain was rivetted by Pride, and the two last closed up by those two inseparable Companions, Laziness, and Dread of Heresy. The Theological Machine thus fitted up, ascends the Pulpit, thunders out against Schism, draws a Parallel betwixt Rome and Geneva, and gives the preference to the former, for having preserv'd the Hierarchy of the Church, and the Jure Divinoship and uninterrupted Succession of the Royal Priesthood. Next it damns the Whigs and Fanaticks for a pack of sad Dogs, that would eat up Kings with a Corn of Salt, and stain the whole Kalendar with the Blood of Royal Martyrs. The poor old Taylor all this time wept for Joy at his Desk; one half of the Congregation stared, and the other half most judiciously concluded him to be one of the most eminent Preachers of the Age. He now begins to fansy himself so too; for (what will seem very strange) he has never to this hour felt that he hath a rational Soul; and if he did, he would not know to what use to put it.
(pp. 191-3)",,21531,INTEREST: USE IN ENTRY,"""This Train of Images continually revolv'd in our young Parson's Brain; and to preserve them from being jostled out by any intruding Foreigners, who might dispossess the Original Orthodox Inhabitants, the first Link of the Chain was rivetted by Pride, and the two last closed up by those two inseparable Companions, Laziness, and Dread of Heresy.""",Fetters and Inhabitants,2013-07-08 20:13:50 UTC,""
7924,"","Searching in Project Gutenberg (PGDP) e-text. Confirmed in Bond.",2014-06-06 04:06:20 UTC,"Upon her Tongue did such smooth Mischief dwell,
And from her Lips such welcome Flatt'ry fell,
Th' unguarded Youth, in Silken Fetters ty'd,
Resign'd his Reason, and with Ease comply'd.
Thus does the Ox to his own Slaughter go,
And thus is senseless of th' impending Blow.
Thus flies the simple Bird into the Snare,
That skilful Fowlers for his Life prepare.
But let my Sons attend, Attend may they
Whom Youthful Vigour may to Sin betray;
Let them false Charmers fly, and guard their Hearts
Against the wily Wanton's pleasing Arts,
With Care direct their Steps, nor turn astray,
To tread the Paths of her deceitful Way;
Lest they too late of Her fell Power complain,
And fall, where many mightier have been Slain.
(Cf. III, pp. 534-5 in Bond ed.)",,23920,"","""Upon her Tongue did such smooth Mischief dwell, / And from her Lips such welcome Flatt'ry fell, / Th' unguarded Youth, in Silken Fetters ty'd, / Resign'd his Reason, and with Ease complied. / Thus does the Ox to his own Slaughter go, / And thus is senseless of th' impending Blow. / Thus flies the simple Bird into the Snare, / That skilful Fowlers for his Life prepare.""",Animals,2014-06-06 04:06:20 UTC,""