work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5813,"","Searching ""mind"" in on-line offerings at Liberty Fund's Free-Press .",2005-05-26 00:00:00 UTC,"The species of suffering commonly known by the appellation of corporal punishment is also proscribed by the system above established. Corporal punishment, unless so far as it is intended for example, appears in one respect in a very ludicrous point of view. It is an expeditious mode of proceeding, which has been invented in order to compress the effect of much reasoning and long confinement, that might otherwise have been necessary, into a very short compass. In another view it is not possible to express the abhorrence it ought to create. The genuine propensity of man is to venerate mind in his fellow man. With what delight do we contemplate the progress of intellect, its efforts for the discovery of truth, the harvest of virtue that springs up under the genial influence of instruction, the wisdom that is generated through the medium of unrestricted communication? How completely do violence and corporal infliction reverse the scene? From this moment all the wholsome avenues of mind are closed, and on every side we see them guarded with a train of disgraceful passions, hatred, revenge, despotism, cruelty, hypocrisy, conspiracy and cowardice. Man becomes the enemy of man; the stronger are seized with the lust of unbridled domination, and the weaker shrink with hopeless disgust from the approach of a fellow. With what feelings must an enlightened observer contemplate the furrow of a lash imprinted upon the body of a man? What heart beats not in unison with the sublime law of antiquity, ""Thou shalt not inflict stripes upon the body of a Roman?"" There is but one alternative in this case on the part of the sufferer. Either his mind must be subdued by the arbitrary dictates of the superior (for to him all is arbitrary that does not stand approved to the judgment of his own understanding); he will be governed by something that is not reason, and ashamed of something that is not disgrace; or else every pang he endures will excite the honest indignation of his heart and fix the clear disapprobation of his intellect, will produce contempt and alienation, against his punisher.",2007-04-26,15515,"•Maybe I should create a Category called Exteriors? Yes, I think I will. This will be the first entry.
•I just deleted the category. I've newly created a ""City"" category (4/26/2007).
•Still fussing with this category. Thinking now ""Landscape"" -- to be retitled ""Geography"" or ""Topography""","Corporal punishment closes all ""wholsome avenues of mind ... and on every side we see them guarded with a train of disgraceful passions, hatred, revenge, despotism, cruelty, hypocrisy, conspiracy and cowardice.""",Inhabitants,2013-11-02 15:25:46 UTC,"Vol. I, Corporal Punishment"
7490,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-28 15:06:41 UTC,"TANCRED.
Off! Set me free! Think not to bind me down,
With barbarous Friendship, to the Rack of Life!
What Hand can shut the Thousand Thousand Gates,
Which Death still opens to the Woes of Mortals?--
I shall find Means--No Power in Earth or Heaven
Can force me to endure the hateful Light,
Thus robb'd of all that lent it Joy and Sweetness!
Off! Traitors! off! or my distracted Soul
Will burst indignant from this Jail of Nature!
To where she beckons yonder--No, mild Seraph!
Point not to Life--I cannot linger here,
Cut off from Thee, the miserable Pity,
The Scorn of Human-kind!--A trampled King!
Who let his mean poor-hearted Love, one Moment,
To coward Prudence stoop; who made it not
The first undoubting Action of his Reign,
To snatch Thee to his Throne, and there to shield Thee,
Thy helpless Bosom from a Ruffian's Fury!--
O Shame! O Agony! O the fell Stings
Of late, of vain Repentance!--Ha! my Brain
Is all on fire! a wild Abyss of Thought!--
Th' infernal World discloses! See! behold him!
Lo! with fierce Smiles he shakes the bloody Steel,
And mocks my feeble Tears!--Hence! quickly, hence!
Spurn his vile Carcass! give it to the Dogs!
Expose it to the Winds and screaming Ravens!
Or hurl it down that fiery Steep to Hell,
There with his Soul to toss in Flames for ever!--
Ah, Impotence of Rage!--What am I?--Where?
Sad, silent, all?--The Forms of dumb Despair,
Around some mournful Tomb!--What do I see?
This soft Abode of Innocence and Love
Turn'd to the House of Death! a Place of Horror!--
Ah! that poor Corse! pale! pale! deformed with Murder!
Is that my Sigismunda!
[Throwing himself down by Her.]
(V.iii)",,21263,"","""Ha! my Brain / Is all on fire! a wild Abyss of Thought!""","",2013-06-28 15:06:41 UTC,"Act V, scene iii"
7856,"",Reading,2014-03-14 20:18:44 UTC,"[...] In like manner, an action which we see performed, as in the case of killing mentioned above, gives an idea no doubt; but this idea, in the respect in which it is considered here, is nothing more than a hint to the mind, that passes from a bare perception of the action to contemplate of the circumstances of it, and all the relations both of the action, and of the actors, and so frames by reflection, without the concurrence of sensation, ideas and notions, of another kind, both particular and general. This is the great intellectual province, wherein our minds range with much freedom, and often with exorbitant licence, in the pursuit of real or imaginary science. We add ideas to ideas, and notions to notions of all these; we acquire at length such a multitude as astonishes the mind itself, and is both for number and variety inconceivable.
(Essay I, ยง4; vol. iii, p. 408)",,23720,"","""This is the great intellectual province, wherein our minds range with much freedom, and often with exorbitant licence, in the pursuit of real or imaginary science.""","",2014-03-14 20:18:44 UTC,""