work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5459,"","Reading, text from HDIS (Drama); found again searching ""brain"" and ""furniture""",2003-11-02 00:00:00 UTC,"ABSOLUTE
By Heavens! I shall forswear your company. You are the most teasing, captious, incorrigible lover!--Do love like a man.
FAULKLAND
I own I am unfit for company.
ABSOLUTE
Am not I a lover; aye, and a romantic one too? Yet do I carry every where with me such a confounded farago of doubts, fears, hopes, wishes, and all the flimsy furniture of a country Miss's brain!
FAULKLAND
Ah! Jack, your heart and soul are not, like mine, fixed immutably on one only object.-- You throw for a large stake, but losing--you could stake, and throw again:--but I have set my sum of happiness on this cast, and not to succeed, were to be stript of all.
ABSOLUTE
But for Heaven's sake! what grounds for apprehension can your whimsical brain conjure up at present? Has Julia miss'd writing this last post? or was her last too tender, or too cool; or too grave, or too gay; or--
(Act II, Scene i)",,14593,"","One may carry with him ""all the flimsy furniture of a country Miss's brain""","",2009-09-14 19:41:21 UTC,""
5555,"","Searching ""imagination"" and ""stage"" in HDIS (Drama)",2006-04-15 00:00:00 UTC,"CONTRAST.
Oh, I begin to take you--your days--the rusticated remains of a ruined Temple Critic--a smatterer of high life from the scenes of Cibber, which remain upon his imagination, as they do upon the stage, forty years after the real characters are lost--Thy ideas of a gentleman are as obsolete, old speculator, as the flaxen wig, and ""stap my vitals.""",,14841,"","""Oh, I begin to take you--your days--the rusticated remains of a ruined Temple Critic--a smatterer of high life from the scenes of Cibber, which remain upon his imagination, as they do upon the stage, forty years after the real characters are lost""",Theater,2009-09-14 19:42:04 UTC,"Act I, scene i"
7669,"",LION,2013-09-04 02:16:41 UTC,"TULLIA.
Shame stopt my voice; Honour, and conscious Pride,
That scorn'd to meet on less than equal terms,
And hope of happier days: While Frugi liv'd
Thy sorrows kept possession of my heart,
And Love receded from the stronger guest;
Now his dear image rises to my view
So piteously array'd, with such a train
Of tender thoughts assails this shatter'd frame,
That Reason quits her fort, and flies before,
To the last verge of phrenzy and despair.
(p. 79)",,22688,"","""While Frugi liv'd / Thy sorrows kept possession of my heart, / And Love receded from the stronger guest; / Now his dear image rises to my view / So piteously array'd, with such a train / Of tender thoughts assails this shatter'd frame, / That Reason quits her fort, and flies before, / To the last verge of phrenzy and despair.""",Rooms,2013-09-04 02:16:41 UTC,""
7844,"",ECCO-TCP,2014-03-12 20:13:30 UTC,"HERMODON.
Too long, my friend,
Thy griefs pent up, have prey'd upon thy heart:
I do not hate the great—I love the Persians;
Their laws and noble manners I admire;
Tho' all mankind at first were equal born,
I strictly hold that subjects should obey
Those whom their Gods make delegates of pow'r:
Simplicity's soft charms, in this republic,
Are no fit lessons for monarchic states.
Could'st thou suppose that I was less attach'd
Because in Scythia—
(pp. 6-7)",,23670,"","""Thy griefs pent up, have prey'd upon thy heart.""",Animals,2014-03-12 20:13:38 UTC,""
7844,"",ECCO-TCP,2014-03-12 20:17:49 UTC,"INDATER.
Thou hast none.—Know, that th' unworthy Scythians,
Who border on thy climes, are not like us;
Avarice has canker'd their imprison'd minds,
And lust of gold has blinded them to justice.
(p. 47)",,23675,"","""Avarice has canker'd their imprison'd minds, / And lust of gold has blinded them to justice.""",Rooms,2014-03-12 20:17:49 UTC,""
8017,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2014-08-10 07:40:53 UTC,"PUFF.
It is amazing where Sir Thomas Lofty stores all his knowlege.
DACTYL.
It is wonderful how the mind of man can contain it.
SIR THOMAS.
Why, to tell you the truth, that circumstance has a good deal engag'd my attention; and I believe you will admit my method of solving the phenomenon philosophical and ingenious enough.
PUFF.
Without question.
ALL.
Doubtless.
SIR THOMAS.
I suppose, Gentlemen, my memory, or mind, to be a chest of drawers, a kind of bureau; where, in separate cellules, my different knowlege on different subjects is stor'd.
RUST.
A prodigious discovery!
ALL.
Amazing!
SIR THOMAS.
To this cabinet volition, or will, has a key; so when an arduous subject occurs, I unlock my bureau, pull out the particular drawer, and am supply'd with what I want in an instant.
DACTYL.
A Malbranch!
PUFF.
A Boyle!
ALL.
A Locke!
(II.ii, pp. 41-42)",,24398,"","""I suppose, Gentlemen, my memory, or mind, to be a chest of drawers, a kind of bureau; where, in separate cellules, my different knowlege on different subjects is stor'd.""",Rooms,2014-08-10 07:40:53 UTC,"Act II, scene ii"
8017,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2014-08-10 07:42:11 UTC,"PUFF.
It is amazing where Sir Thomas Lofty stores all his knowlege.
DACTYL.
It is wonderful how the mind of man can contain it.
SIR THOMAS.
Why, to tell you the truth, that circumstance has a good deal engag'd my attention; and I believe you will admit my method of solving the phenomenon philosophical and ingenious enough.
PUFF.
Without question.
ALL.
Doubtless.
SIR THOMAS.
I suppose, Gentlemen, my memory, or mind , to be a chest of drawers, a kind of bureau; where, in separate cellules, my different knowlege on different subjects is stor'd.
RUST.
A prodigious discovery!
ALL.
Amazing!
SIR THOMAS.
To this cabinet volition, or will, has a key; so when an arduous subject occurs, I unlock my bureau, pull out the particular drawer, and am supply'd with what I want in an instant.
DACTYL.
A Malbranch!
PUFF.
A Boyle!
ALL.
A Locke!
(II.ii, pp. 41-42)",,24399,"","""To this cabinet volition, or will, has a key; so when an arduous subject occurs, I unlock my bureau, pull out the particular drawer, and am supply'd with what I want in an instant.""",Rooms,2014-08-10 07:42:11 UTC,""
8034,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""cabinet"" in ECCO-TCP",2014-10-19 03:32:03 UTC,"EUGENIUS.
O take pity
Upon my weak condition, or I am
More wretched in your innocence, than if
I had found you guilty. Have you shewn a jewel
Out of the cabinet of your rich mind
To lock it up again?--She turns away--
Will none speak for me? Shame hath robb'd me
Of the use of utterance!
(p. 93)",,24464,"","""Have you shewn a jewel / Out of the cabinet of your rich mind / To lock it up again?""",Rooms,2014-10-19 03:32:03 UTC,""