text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Almighty Powers, what horrid sounds are these! Plunder and Burnings are the dismal Knels that Toll perpetually! Black Horrour, Revels, and Ruin Triumphs in the Streets of Naples; whil'st in the Viceroy's watry downcast Eyes, we read the baleful Tidings of Distress: But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
No, my Good Lord, my Courage is my Antidote against Despair, and keeps the Poyson from me; yet to a Soul less great than mine to see, the strange Revolves of Fate, the Court's Dishonour, the Ruin of our best Nobility, the danger of our Starving; all Provisions on pain of Death, being hindred to come near us; and this commanded by a Beggar's Brat; A base Plebeian moulded from a Dunghill! This to a Heart less brave, my Lord, might shock and force the Soul from her Religious Ward, to prompt a desperate Action.
CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Therefore, Faith, and it's Twin-sister, Hope, must rule your Reason.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
Therefore it does so; but my Wife, I fear, has other Sentiments; her noble Spirit, bred from the Princely Race of the Medinæ, to be block'd up, and as it were Imprison'd by the Rabble, breeds a ferment in her Breast, not easie to be quell'd.",2009-12-28 06:04:28 UTC,"""Therefore, Faith, and it's Twin-sister, Hope, must rule your Reason.""",2004-06-23 00:00:00 UTC,"Second Part. Act I, Scene i","",,"","","Searching ""rule"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Drama)",10285,3956
"Song
HONOUR
'Tis I that Monarchs fire,
To do things great and bold.
I gen'erous Hearts Inspire,
To scorn the Power of Gold.
I charming Beauty grace,
And wanton Passion sway.
I Artful Merit raise
Above dull common Clay.
More, more then all, 'tis I your Arms maintain,
I, in the Breast of Gracious Anna reign,
And Blessings shower without controul.
I'm all, and all, in every part;
To Empires body I'm the Heart,
Where Anna is the Soul.
",2009-09-14 19:35:01 UTC,"Honour may reign in the breast of ""Gracious Anna""",2004-08-16 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, scene ii","",,"","",HDIS,10487,4048
"Let wanton tyrants sport in power's abuse,
And barbarous nations to their yoke reduce;
Let them their conquer'd vassals proudly tame:
Our Hero cherishes a nobler flame;
O'er freeborn subjects he aspires to reign,
To govern Citizens, not Slaves to chain;
With scorn he looks on mean despotic arts,
And seeks no Empire but in English hearts,
Accepts a Kingdom with a Patriot's sense,
And in the People's Father hides the Prince.",2009-09-14 19:42:50 UTC,"A king may seek ""no Empire but in English hearts""",2004-08-22 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"",•INTEREST. Direct connection to political event. Find comment by Steele that would have provoked this epistle.
,"Searching ""heart"" and ""empire"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15129,5665