work_id,theme,id,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,created_at,context,comments,text,reviewed_on,provenance
4171,"",10776,"""Soon as the Foetus to the Womb is join'd, / And founds a Temple for th'Immortal Mind.""","",2014-04-28 02:31:19 UTC,2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"",•Rich passage,"Soon as the Foetus to the Womb is join'd,
And founds a Temple for th'Immortal Mind.
'Beware, ye Matrons, how with Vapours prest,
'You form fantastic Visions in your Breast.
'Guard well your Eyes from Monsters, and beware
'No Æsop or Thersites enter there,
'But all diverting Sights, but Pleasing all and Fair.
For when the Work of Generation grows,
And from the Brain a subtle Spirit flows,
Which mingling in the Womb with genial Heat,
Does there the fructifying Humour meet,
With arbitrary Power it stamps it there,
And binds th'obedient Mass the Form impos'd to wear.
But then this Power is often apt to err,
And oft imprints a harsh rude Character.
So have I seen the Baker's Hand bestow
All sorts of Figures on the kneaded Dough.
In Beasts, in Birds, in Men the Paste is drest,
And in ten thousand Shapes adorns the various Feast.
Thus Fancy does the pliant Foetus wind,
Thus makes Impressions on the feeble Mind.",,Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
4284,"",11203,"""Whilst with the same resistless Art / She storms his Windows, and his Heart""",Rooms,2009-09-14 19:35:39 UTC,2005-09-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Book III, Ode XV. To Chloris. I've included the entire poem.","","For Shame, since you are Old and Poor,
Reform, and give Intriguing o'er;
Your Trade, your Bawdy Function leave,
And to your aged Cuckold cleave:
Resort not to the Young and Fair,
But for your latter end prepare:
From Bawls and Crowds of Beauties fly,
For Stars and Clowds but ill agree.
Young Pholoe may safely do
That which is Impudence in you.
She, with an Air and Grace, can make
A Bacchanal, or Midnight Rake,
Or with her Lover sport and play,
As wanton as a Kid in May;
Whilst with the same resistless Art
She storms his Windows, and his Heart:
But you, the Spindle or the Loom,
And not the Lyre and Dance, become;
No Garlands can your Spring restore,
Nor Hogsheads drain'd abate Threescore.",,"Searching ""heart"" and ""window"" in HDIS (Poetry)"
4382,"",11517,"""To whom the Queen, (whilst yet her pensive mind / Was in the silent gates of sleep confin'd) / O sister, to my soul for ever dear, / Why this first visit to reprove my fear?""","",2009-09-14 19:35:58 UTC,2003-10-26 00:00:00 UTC,Book IV,"","To whom the Queen, (whilst yet her pensive mind
Was in the silent gates of sleep confin'd)
O sister, to my soul for ever dear,
Why this first visit to reprove my fear?
How in a realm so distant shou'd you know
From what deep source my ceaseless sorrows flow?
To all my hope my royal Lord is lost,
His country's buckler, and the Grecian boast:
And with consummate woe to weigh me down,
The heir of all his honours, and his crown,
My darling son is fled! an easy prey
To the fierce storms, or men more fierce than they:
Who in a league of blood associates sworn,
Will intercept th'unwary Youth's return.
(Bk. IV)",,HDIS
4382,"",11533,"""[W]hile the mind is deprest and broken by slavery, it will never dare to think or say any thing bold and noble; all the vigour evaporates, and it remains as it were confin'd in a prison""","",2009-09-14 19:35:59 UTC,2003-10-28 00:00:00 UTC,Book VII,•I need to translate the Latin which bears on this metaphor.
•At some point I should REVISIT and clean up the Greek.
•Note the 'as it were',"Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.]
This is a very remarkable sentence, and commonly found to be true. Longinus in his enquiry into the decay of human wit quotes it. ""Servitude, be it never so justly established, is a kind of prison, wherein the soul shrinks in some measure, and diminishes by constraint: it has the same effect with the boxes in which dwarfs are inclos'd, which not only hinder the body from its growth, but make it less by the constriction. It is observable that all the great Orators flourish'd in Republics, and indeed what is there that raises the souls of great men more than Liberty? In other governments men commonly become instead of Orators, pompous flatterers: A man born in servitude may be capable of other sciences; but no slave can ever be an Orator; for while the mind is deprest and broken by slavery, it will never dare to think or say any thing bold and noble; all the vigour evaporates, and it remains as it were confin'd in a prison. Etiam fera animalia, si clausa teneas, virtutis obliviscuntur.
Tacit. Hist. lib. 4.
These verses are quoted in Plato, lib. 6. de legibus , but somewhat differently from our editions.
K)/misu gar te noou apameiretai euruopa zeuV
Andrw ouV an dh,' &c.
However this aphorism is to be understood only generally, not universally; Eumæus who utters it is an instance to the contrary, who retains his virtue in a state of subjection; and Plato speaks to the same purpose, asserting that some slaves have been found of such virtue as to be preferr'd to a son or brother; and have often preserv'd their masters and their families.
(Bk. XVII, note)",,HDIS
4382,"",11561,"""[T]he body it self was suppos'd to be the infernal receptacle of the Soul, into which she descended as into a prison, from above; this was thought the sepulchre of the Soul, and the cave of Pluto""","",2009-09-14 19:36:01 UTC,2006-01-18 00:00:00 UTC,Book XXIV. From a long footnote on hell.,•I've included twice: Sepulchre and Cave,"Macrobius explains all these particulars after a different manner: This solution supposes a state of pre-existence of the soul: If (says that Author) ""To die, be the same as to go to the infernal regions; to enjoy the supernal, is then to live; and therefore before Philosophy prevail'd, the body it self was suppos'd to be the infernal receptacle of the Soul, into which she descended as into a prison, from above; this was thought the sepulchre of the Soul, and the cave of Pluto. The river of Oblivion denotes the error of the soul, which forgets the majesty of the former state she enjoy'd before she enter'd the body:Phlegethon , the ardor of our desires, and flames of anger; Acheron all our words and actions that bring us into sorrows; so likewise, Styx implies our hatred, Cocytus our grief and lamentation. Thus also the punishments in hell are verify'd upon earth: the Vultur which preys upon the liver of Tityus, is the sting of a guilty conscience; the ambitious man is the Sisyphus, who is eternally aspiring, and yet always disappointed; the avaritious man is the Tantalus who starves amidst his plenty, &c.",,Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
4585,"",12079,"""Souls for ever live: / But often their old Habitations leave, / To dwell in new; which them, as Guests, receive.""",Inhabitants and Rooms,2012-01-12 04:54:46 UTC,2004-06-14 00:00:00 UTC,"Under the rubric ""Soul""","•The footnote gives, ""Sandys alter'd. Ovid. Met. Lib. XV.""
","--Souls for ever live:
But often their old Habitations leave,
To dwell in new; which them, as Guests, receive.
All alter, Nothing finally decays;
Hither, and thither, still the Spirit strays:
Free to all Bodies; out of Beasts it flies
To Men, from Men to Beasts: and never dies.
As pliant Wax each new Impression takes,
Fixt to no Form, but still the Old forsakes,
Yet is the same: so Souls the same abide,
Tho' various Figures their Reception hide.--
(II, 381)",2012-01-11,Searching HDIS (Poetry)
4698,"",12420,"""Unknown, unfriended to the regal Bed; / For in the secret Closet of her Breast, / Constantia her imperial Birth suppress'd""",Rooms,2009-09-14 19:36:57 UTC,2005-09-07 00:00:00 UTC,"",•Cross-reference: See also Henry Brooke's entry. ,"But Donnegilda, cruel, crafty Dame,
Great Alla's Mother over-fond of Fame,
She, (as all antique Parents, wond'rous Sage!
For Youth project the Inappetence of Age,
Each Sense endearing, and humane, despise,
And on the Mammon feast their down-cast Eyes)
Malevolent beheld a Stranger led,
Unknown, unfriended to the regal Bed;
For in the secret Closet of her Breast,
Constantia her imperial Birth suppress'd,
Till Heav'n shou'd perfect the connubial Band,
And with her Royal Off-spring bless the Land.
Ah! ill tim'd Caution! were this Truth declar'd,
What a vast Cost of future Woe was spar'd,
But where Heav'ns Will th' unequal Cause supplies,
To set the World on Fire, a Spark may well suffice.",,"Searching ""breast"" and ""closet"" in HDIS (Poetry)"
7163,"",23860,"""Thus all Things are but alter'd, nothing dies; / And here and there th' unbodied Spirit flies, / By Time, or Force, or Sickness dispossess, / And lodges, where it lights, in Man or Beast; / Or hunts without, till ready Limbs it find, / And actuates those according to their kind; / From Tenement to Tenement is toss'd; / The Soul is still the same, the Figure only lost.""",Rooms,2014-05-26 20:18:09 UTC,2014-05-26 20:18:09 UTC,"","","Then, Death, so call'd, is but old Matter dress'd
In some new Figure, and a vary'd Vest:
Thus all Things are but alter'd, nothing dies;
And here and there th' unbodied Spirit flies,
By Time, or Force, or Sickness dispossest,
And lodges, where it lights, in Man or Beast;
Or hunts without, till ready Limbs it find,
And actuates those according to their kind;
From Tenement to Tenement is toss'd;
The Soul is still the same, the Figure only lost:
And, as the soften'd Wax new Seals receives,
This Face assumes, and that Impression leaves;
Now call'd by one, now by another Name;
The Form is only chang'd, the Wax is still the same:
So Death, so call'd, can but the Form deface,
Th' immortal Soul flies out in empty space;
To seek her Fortune in some other Place.
(p. 512, cf. p. 821 in OUP)",,Reading
7163,"",23863,"""This Helenus to great AEneas told, / Which I retain, e'er since in other Mould: / My Soul was cloath'd; and now rejoice to view / My Country Walls rebuilt, and Troy reviv'd anew, / Rais'd by the fall: Decreed by Loss to Gain; / Enslav'd but to be free, and conquer'd but to reign.""","",2014-05-26 20:23:27 UTC,2014-05-26 20:23:16 UTC,"","","For thus old Saws foretel, and Helenus
Anchises drooping Son enliven'd thus;
When Ilium now was in a sinking State;
And he was doubtful of his future Fate:
O Goddess born, with thy hard Fortune strive,
Troy never can be lost, and thou alive.
Thy Passage thou shalt free through Fire and Sword,
And Troy in Foreign Lands shall be restor'd.
In happier Fields a rising Town I see,
Greater than what e'er was, or is, or e'er shall be:
And Heav'n yet owes the: World a Race deriv'd from Thee.
Sages, and Chiefs of other Lineage born
The City shall extend, extended shall adorn:
But from Julus he must draw his Breath,
By whom thy Rome shall rule the conquer'd Earth:
Whom Heav'n will lend Mankind on Earth to reign,
And late require the precious Pledge again.
This Helenus to great AEneas told,
Which I retain, e'er since in other Mould:
My Soul was cloath'd; and now rejoice to view
My Country Walls rebuilt, and Troy reviv'd anew,
Rais'd by the fall: Decreed by Loss to Gain;
Enslav'd but to be free, and conquer'd but to reign.
(pp. 527-8; cf. pp. 831-2 in OUP)",,Reading