text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
" Oh let me lie whole Ages in those Arms,
And on that Bosom lull asleep my Cares:
Forgive those foolish Fears of fansy'd Harms,
That stab my Soul, while they but move thy Tears.
And think unless I lov'd thee still,
I had not treated thee so ill;
For these rude Pangs of Jealousie, are much more certain signs
Of Love, than all the tender Words an amorous Fancy coins.
(p. 81)",2014-04-16 20:02:03 UTC,"""For these rude Pangs of Jealousie, are much more certain signs / Of Love, than all the tender Words an amorous Fancy coins.""",2005-04-14 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2007-04-26,Coinage,"","Searching ""fancy"" and ""coin"" in HDIS (Poetry)",10064,3888
"V.
But say, What shall I worthy Thee rehearse?
Too high my Subject, and too mean my Verse.
Say in what Lays, in what immortal Strain,
In what bright Numbers wilt thou live again?
For tho' thy Body mingled in the Dust does lie,
Thy Soul, which never is to die;
Thy mighty Soul, stamp'd of Heav'n's noblest Coin,
More Pure than Gold, more Precious and Divine,
Does in thy Everlasting Vertues shine:
Thy Everlasting Vertues did I say?
Yes, sure, they will remain;
Yes, sure they will for ever last, and reign,
Beyond the Last and Everlasting Day.
Nor art Thou gone, whilst there is left behind
The best and truest Image of Thy Mind.
Vertue does Thy resemblance show,
And still Thou breathest in th' Example which Thou gav'st below.
As when the God of Light descends to rest
In the deep Ocean of the sultry West,
Some steps of Phoebus we may still behold,
He fringes all the Clouds with Silver and with Gold.
(p. 6)",2014-04-16 17:11:39 UTC,"""Thy mighty Soul, stamp'd of Heav'n's noblest Coin, / More Pure than Gold, more Precious and Divine, / Does in thy Everlasting Vertues shine.""",2005-04-08 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Impression,•I've included twice Stamping and Coin,"Searching ""stamp"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Poetry); Found again ""coin""; found again ""gold""",10143,3915
"
LON.
I have her Fortune to dispose of, my Lord: But not her Inclination, when she has chosen, I am ready to pay down the Mony.
L. LOV.
Her Mony may raise many a false pretended Passion, and young Women seldom want a little hardned Vanity to stamp it into Currant Love.
LON.
I hope, my Lord, in a little time to give you a very fair Proof of her Judgment.",2011-09-20 19:57:32 UTC,"""Her Mony may raise many a false pretended Passion, and young Women seldom want a little hardned Vanity to stamp it into Currant Love.""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, scene i","",,Coinage,"","Searching ""stamp"" and ""passion"" HDIS (Drama)",10208,3930
"Accordingly we might now proceed to exhibit, distinctly and in due method, the form and manner of this probation or exercise as it regards all men in general. But the case of authors in particular being, as we apprehend, the most urgent, we shall apply our rule in the first place to these gentlemen, whom it so highly imports to know themselves and understand the natural strength and powers as well as the weaknesses of a human mind. For without this understanding, the historian's judgment will be very defective, the politician's views very narrow and chimerical, and the poet's brain, however stocked with fiction, will be but poorly furnished as, in the sequel, we shall make appear. He who deals in characters must of necessity know his own, or he will know nothing. And he who would give the world a profitable entertainment of this sort should be sure to profit, first, by himself. For, in this sense, wisdom as well as charity may be honestly said 'to begin at home'. There is no way of estimating manners or apprising the different humours, fancies, passions, and apprehensions of others without first taking an inventory of the same kind of goods within ourselves and surveying our domestic fund. A little of this home practice will serve to make great discoveries: Live with yourself, and you'll know how modestly you are furnished.
(p. 85)",2012-09-26 18:11:30 UTC,"""There is no way of estimating manners or apprising the different humours, fancies, passions, and apprehensions of others without first taking an inventory of the same kind of goods within ourselves and surveying our domestic fund.""",2003-11-06 00:00:00 UTC,"Part I, Section 2","",,Coinage,"",Reading,10623,4136
"Much more is this the case in dialogue. For here the author is annihilated, and the reader, being no way applied to, stands for nobody. The self-interesting parties both vanish at once. The scene presents itself as by chance and undesigned. You are not only left to judge coolly and with indifference of the sense delivered, but of the character, genius, elocution and manner of the persons who deliver it. These two are mere strangers, in whose favour you are no way engaged. Nor is it enough that the persons introduced speak pertinent and good sense at every turn. It must be seen from what bottom they speak, from what principle, what stock or fund of knowledge they draw, and what kind or species of understanding they possess. For the understanding here must have its mark, its characteristic note, by which it may be distinguished. It must be such and such an understanding, as when we say, for instance, 'such or such a face', since nature has characterized tempers and minds as peculiarly as faces. And for an artist who draws naturally, it is not enough to show us merely faces which may be called men's: every face must be a certain man's.
(p. 87-8)",2012-09-26 18:20:34 UTC,"""For the understanding here must have its mark, its characteristic note, by which it may be distinguished.""",2003-11-06 00:00:00 UTC,"Part I, Section 3","",2011-05-23,"",See also stock and fund... The language is unstable here. Stock and species suggest money.,Reading,10625,4136
" Great Sir, renown'd for Constancy, how just
'Have we obey'd the Crown, and serv'd our Trust,
'Espous'd your Cause and Interest in Distress,
'Your self must witness, and our Foes confess!
'Permit us then ill Fortune to accuse,
'That you at last unhappy Councils use,
'And ask the only thing we must refuse.
'Our Lives and Fortunes freely we'll expose,
'Honour alone we cannot, must not lose:
'Honour, that Spark of the Celestial Fire,
'That above Nature makes Mankind aspire;
'Enobles the rude Passions of our Frame,
'With Thirst of Glory, and Desire of Fame;
'The richest Treasure of a generous Breast,
'That gives the Stamp and Standard to the rest.
'Wit, Strength, and Courage, are wild dangerous Force,
'Unless this softens and directs their Course;
'And would you rob us of the noblest Part,
'Accept a Sacrifice without a Heart?
''Tis much beneath the Greatness of a Throne,
'To take the Casket when the Jewel's gone;
'Debauch our Principles, corrupt our Race,
'And teach the Nobles to be False and Base;
'What Confidence can you in them repose,
'Who e're they serve you, all their Value lose?
'Who once enslave their Conscience to their Lust,
'Have lost their Reins, and can no more be Just.
(pp. 11-12, ll. 20-46; pp. 1-2 in 1689 ed.)",2013-10-15 01:23:39 UTC,"Honor is ""The richest Treasure of a generous Breast, / 'That gives the Stamp and Standard to the rest.""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"An embedded speech by ""brave SHREWSBURY and LUMLY's Name""","",,Coinage,•I've included twice: Stamp and Treasure,"Searching ""stamp"" and ""breast"" in HDIS (Poetry)",11013,4229
"19. Whatever then we talk of innate, either speculative or practical Principles, it may, with as much probability, be said, That a Man hath 100 l. sterling in his Pocket, and yet denied, that he hath there either Penny, Shilling, Crown, or other Coin, out of which the Sum is to be made up; as to think that certain Propositions are innate, when the Ideas about which they are can by no means be supposed to be so. The general reception and assent that is given doth not at all prove, that the Ideas expressed in them are innate: For in many cases, however the Ideas came there, the assent to Words expressing the agreement or disagreement of such Ideas, will necessarily follow. Every one, that hath a true Idea of God and Worship, will assent to this Proposition, that God is to be worshipped, when expressed in a Language he understands: And every rational Man, that hath not thought on it to day, may be ready to assent to this Proposition to morrow; and yet millions of Men may be well supposed to want one or both those Ideas to day. For if we will allow Savages and most Country-people to have Ideas of God and Worship, (which conversation with them will not make one forward to believe) yet I think few Children can be supposed to have those Ideas, which therefore they must begin to have sometime or other; and then they will also begin to assent to that Proposition, and make very little question of it ever after. But such an assent upon hearing no more proves the Ideas to be innate, than it does, That one born blind (with Cataracts, which will be couched to morrow) had the innate Ideas of the Sun, or Light, or Saffron, or Yellow; because, when his sight is cleared, he will certainly assent to this proposition, ""that the Sun is lucid, or that Saffron is yellow;"" and therefore, if such an assent upon hearing cannot prove the Ideas innate, it can much less the propositions made up of those Ideas. If they have any innate Ideas, I would be glad to be told what, and how many they are.
(I.iv.19)",2012-04-10 16:11:33 UTC,"""Whatever then we talk of innate, either speculative or practical Principles, it may, with as much probability, be said, That a Man hath 100 l. sterling in his Pocket, and yet denied, that he hath there either Penny, Shilling, Crown, or other Coin, out of which the Sum is to be made up; as to think that certain Propositions are innate, when the Ideas about which they are can by no means be supposed to be so.""",2012-04-10 16:11:14 UTC,"Book I, Chapter iv","",,Coinage,USE IN ENTRY,Reading,19675,3866
"But should both Indies spread their Laps to me!
And court my Eyes to wish their Treasury,
My better Will they neither could intice,
Nor this with Gold, nor that with all her Spice:
For what poor things had these Possessions shown,
When all were mine, but I were not mine own?
Others in pompous Wealth their thoughts may please,
And I am rich in wishing none of these:
For Youth, which happiness wou'd you beg first,
Still to have Drink, or never to have Thirst?
No Servants on my beck attendant stand,
Yet are my Passions all at my command;
Reason within me shall sole Ruler be,
And every Sense shall wear her Livery:
Lord of my self in Chief; when they that have
More Wealth, make that their Lord which is my Slave;
Yet I as well as they with more content,
Have in my self a Houshold-Government;
My Intellectual Soul hath there possest
The Steward's Place, to govern all the rest.
When I go forth, my Eyes two Ushers are,
And dutifully walk before me bare:
My Legs run Footman by me, go or stand;
My ready Arms wait close on either hand:
My Lips are Porters to the dangerous dore,
And either Ear a trusty Auditor:
And when abroad I go, Fancy shall be
My skilful Coachman, and shall hurry me
Through Heaven and Earth, and Neptune's watery Plain,
And in a moment drive me back again:
The Charge of all my Cellar, Thirst, is thine;
Thou Butler art, and Yeoman of my Wine:
Stomach the Cook, whose Dishes best delight,
Because their only Sauce is Appetite:
My other Cook Disgestion; where to me
Teeth Carve, and Pallate will the Taster be;
And the two Eye-lids when I go to sleep,
Like careful Grooms my silent Chamber keep;
Where lest a Cold oppress my vital part,
A gentle fire is kindled by the Heart;
And lest too great a heat procure my pain,
The Lungs fan Wind to cool those parts again.
Within the inner Closet of my Brain
Attend the nobler Members of my Train;
Invention, Master of my Mint, grows there,
And Memory, my faithful Treasurer.
And tho' in others 'tis a treacherous part,
My Tongue is SECRETARY to my Heart:
And then the PAGES of my Soul and Sence,
Love, Anger, Pleasure, Grief, Concupiscence,
And all Affections else are taught t'obey
Like Subjects, not like Favourites, to sway:
This is my MANNOR-HOUSE; Then Lad you see,
I live Great-Master of a Family.
My Wishes are but few, all easie to fulfill,
I make the Limit of my Power the Bounds unto my Will.
But should I leave or mind my Crook no more,
I might perchance get RICHES and be POOR.
Oh Humane Blindness! had you Eyes to see,
There is no Wealth to scorned Poverty!
(III, pp. 42-4)",2013-06-19 02:43:14 UTC,"""Within the inner Closet of my Brain / Attend the nobler Members of my Train; / Invention, Master of my Mint, grows there, / And Memory, my faithful Treasurer.""",2013-06-19 02:43:14 UTC,"","",,Coinage and Inhabitants and Rooms,"",C-H Lion,21004,7476
"'Twas now! (as if the whole World had been my proper Birth-right- and Dwelling) that I had a Kitchin smoaking in every Countrey, a Table cover'd in every Shire, and a Lodging (alias Barn) for a Scrape, or a How d'ye in every Village I came at: But if at any time Fortune withdrew her Smiles, (for she is constant in nothing but Inconstancy,) then all I met with I embrac'd for Brethren, (proving our Kin in a long series from Adam,) and so improv'd this far-fetch'd Relation into a passionate Hugg, and that for Money. Hunger will caper over stone Walls, I might add, over Hills set upon Hills, and therefore did I chuse in Affliction rather to make my Brains my Exchequer, than (like a Modest Gentleman) to groan under the Slavery of a Blushing Temper.
(III, pp. 357-8)",2013-06-19 02:58:22 UTC,"""Hunger will caper over stone Walls, I might add, over Hills set upon Hills, and therefore did I chuse in Affliction rather to make my Brains my Exchequer, than (like a Modest Gentleman) to groan under the Slavery of a Blushing Temper.""",2013-06-19 02:58:22 UTC,"","",,Coinage and Fetters,"",C-H Lion,21013,7476
"ยง. 22. What censure, doubting thus of innate Principles, may deserve from Men who will be apt to call it, Pulling up the old foundation of Knowledge and Certainty, I cannot tell: I perswade my self, at least, that the way I have pursued, being conformable to Truth, lays those foundations surer. This I am certain, I have not made it my business, either to quit, or follow, any Authority in the ensuing Discourse: Truth has been my only aim; and where-ever that has appeared to lead, my Thoughts have impartially followed, without minding, whether the footsteps of any other lay that way, or no. Not that I want a due respect to other Mens Opinions; but after all, the greatest reverence is due to Truth; and, I hope, it will not be thought arrogance, to say, That, perhaps, we should make greater progress in the discovery of rational and contemplative Knowledge, if we sought it in the Fountain, in the consideration of Things themselves; and made use rather of our own Thoughts, than other Mens to find it: For, I think, we may as rationally hope to see with other Mens Eyes, as to know by other Mens Understandings. So much as we our selves consider and comprehend of Truth and Reason, so much we possess of real and true Knowledge. The floating of other mens Opinions in our brains, makes us not one jot the more knowing, though they happen to be true. What in them was Science, is in us but Opiniatrity, whilst we give up our Assent only to reverend Names, and do not, as they did, employ our own Reason to understand those Truths, which gave them reputation. Aristotle was certainly a knowing Man, but no body ever thought him so, because he blindly embraced, and confidently vented the Opinions of another. And if the taking up of another's Principles, without examining them, made not him a Philosopher, I suppose it can make no body else so. In the Sciences, every one has so much as he really knows and comprehends: What he believes only, and takes upon trust, are but shreads; which however well in the whole piece, make no considerable addition to his stock, who gathers them. Such borrowed Wealth, like Fairy-money, though it were Gold in the hand from which he received it, will be but Leaves and Dust when it comes to use.
(I.iv.22, pp. 35-36)",2014-07-28 15:11:36 UTC,"""Such borrowed Wealth, like Fairy-money, though it were Gold in the hand from which he received it, will be but Leaves and Dust when it comes to use.""",2014-07-28 15:11:36 UTC,"","",,Coinage,"","Reading; found again, searching in ECCO-TCP.",24311,3866