text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"One moment now may give us more
Than fifty years of reason;
Our minds shall drink at every pore
The spirit of the season.
Some silent laws our hearts may make,
Which they shall long obey;
We for the year to come may take
Our temper from to-day.
And from the blessed power that rolls
About, below, above;
We'll frame the measure of our souls,
They shall be tuned to love.",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,"""Some silent laws our hearts may make, / Which they shall long obey""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15697,5920
"In Yorick's heart meek Mercy rear'd her throne;
On him the softest beams of feeling shone;
Nature to all he wrote asserts her claim,
And glows with pride at her Le Fever's name.
'Twas me that gave his Shandy manly sense,
Science and satire, wit and eloquence:
At her kind bosom was his Toby nurs'd;
The milk of human kindness quench'd his thirst;
And the redundant streams that dropp'd from him
Foster'd the generous heart of faithful Trim.
(p. 17)",2013-05-16 21:56:39 UTC,"""In Yorick's heart meek Mercy rear'd her throne.""",2013-05-16 21:53:36 UTC,Part I,"",,Throne,"",Reading at the Folger,20188,7391
"The Genius of Illusion was his foe.
Drawn by the magnet of her artful smiles,
Our fond Philanders fell into her toils;
And while they gaz'd on her inchanting face,
The fatal metamorphosis took place.
The government of Head and Heart soon chang'd,
All former plans of thinking were derang'd;
Cupid's fond garrison was put to route,
Hypothesis march'd in, and Love march'd out.
All grew Philosophers upon the spot,
And all the stories of their love forgot.
Not so the fond expecting love-sick dames,
Their hearts still glow'd with unextinguish'd flames;
And softly rising at the wonted hour,
They fled impatient to the midnight bow'r.
Each call'd her swain, but dreadful to relate!
Each tender stock-dove miss'd her cooing mate.
(p. 97)",2013-05-16 22:19:02 UTC,"""The government of Head and Heart soon chang'd, / All former plans of thinking were derang'd; / Cupid's fond garrison was put to route, / Hypothesis march'd in, and Love march'd out.""",2013-05-16 22:18:46 UTC,Part IV,"",,Inhabitants,"",Reading at the Folger,20198,7391
"But since in human action 'tis confess'd,
One ruling passion lords it o'er the rest,
It well behoves the govern'd to decide,
To whom the ruling sceptre they confide.
Let him who rides the Horse of strong Desire,
First, of some Judge, his character enquire.
If Conscience can return a good account,
Let him ride on 'twere vicious to dismount.
If bad draw in the bridle of Remorse,
Dismount, and seek some better Hobby Horse.
(p. 144)",2013-05-16 22:32:36 UTC,"""But since in human action 'tis confess'd, / One ruling passion lords it o'er the rest, / It well behoves the govern'd to decide, / To whom the ruling sceptre they confide.""",2013-05-16 22:32:36 UTC,Part V,"",,"","",Reading at the Folger,20206,7391