text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"Sprite of Segowen
speaks.
Deceiving gold was once my only toy,
With it my soul within the coffer lay,
It did the mastery of my life employ,
By night my mistress, and my jub by day.
Once, as I dozing in the witch-hour lay,
Thinking how best to filch the orphan's bread,
And from the helpless take their goods away,
I from the skyën heard a voice, which said:
""Thou sleepest; but lo! Satan is awake,
Some deed that's holy do, or he thy soul will take.""",2009-09-14 19:33:40 UTC,"""Deceiving gold was once my only toy, / With it my soul within the coffer lay""",2005-05-31 00:00:00 UTC,Stanza XXV,"",,Metal,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),8607,3336
"O'erbreath'd we come where, 'twixt impending hills,
Ran the joint current of two gurgling rills;
On either hand, adown each fearful steep,
Hung forth the shaggy horrors, dark and deep:
Here, thro' brown umbrage, glow'd the vivid green,
And headlong slopes, and winding paths between;
Growth above many a growth, tall trees arose,
The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those;
A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd
And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.
",2013-06-04 16:48:01 UTC,"""The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those; / A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd / And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.""",2004-08-22 00:00:00 UTC,"",Inner and Outer,,Inhabitants,•INTEREST. Metaphor of mind is here exterior?,"Searching ""fancy"" and ""court"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15428,5782
"The merchant venturous in his search of gain,
Who ploughs the winter of the boist'rous main,
From various climes collects a various store,
And lands the treasure on his native shore.
Our merchant yet imports no golden prize,
What wretches covet, and what you despise!
A different store his richer freight imparts--
The gem of virtue, and the gold of hearts;
The social sense, the feelings of mankind,
And the large treasure of a godlike mind!",2013-06-11 18:52:38 UTC,"""A different store his richer freight imparts-- / The gem of virtue, and the gold of hearts; / The social sense, the feelings of mankind, / And the large treasure of a godlike mind!""",2005-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Coinage and Metal,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),15447,5791