work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-14 21:21:27 UTC,"Bracilla the Young, and the Charming, that had grown up on the Stage, amidst the perpetual Addresses of her Admirers, and yet seem'd insensible of all the Efforts of Love, as if Heaven had given her Charms to enflame the Heart, without any Compassion to Redress those Miseries her Eyes daily caused to all that beheld her, is believ'd at last, to have found all her cold indifference melt at the secret and well-mannag'd Advances of Monfredo's Love.
(p. 4)",,20720,"","""Bracilla the Young, and the Charming, that had grown up on the Stage, amidst the perpetual Addresses of her Admirers, and yet seem'd insensible of all the Efforts of Love, as if Heaven had given her Charms to enflame the Heart, without any Compassion to Redress those Miseries her Eyes daily caused to all that beheld her, is believ'd at last, to have found all her cold indifference melt at the secret and well-mannag'd Advances of Monfredo's Love.""","",2013-06-14 21:21:27 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-14 21:22:14 UTC,"Wine, my Lord the Count here, and I went behind the Scenes. Bracilla happen'd to Act that Night, the Wife of an Vnhappy Favourite, and look'd so Charming in the Expression, of all the Innocence and Passion, her part requir'd, that whilst she well represented Love without any, she fir'd my Heart with a real, and not yet extinguish'd flame.
(p. 12)",,20721,"","""Wine, my Lord the Count here, and I went behind the Scenes. Bracilla happen'd to Act that Night, the Wife of an Vnhappy Favourite, and look'd so Charming in the Expression, of all the Innocence and Passion, her part requir'd, that whilst she well represented Love without any, she fir'd my Heart with a real, and not yet extinguish'd flame.""","",2013-06-14 21:22:14 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-14 21:23:56 UTC,"Being behind the Scenes, the first opportunity I had---Madam (said I) you act the Lover to a Miracle, and it became you so wonderfully, that I vow 'tis a thousand pities but you shou'd be one in reality. I'm not at all oblig'd to you, Sir, (reply'd she) for your wish, in such an inconstant Interess'd Age as this is, since it must only contribute to my certain ruine. Why, Madam, (said I) did you never Love? What makes you ask that familiar question (return'd she something angry, and leaving me, pursu'd) whether I have or no, I shall never Love you I'm sure. The Heavens forbid (reply'd I, and follow'd her) But pardon me, Madam, I design'd not to affront you by that demand, because I thought it impossible so much of it shou'd appear in your bare personating a Lover, with an absolute insensibility within, and that you shou'd be so every way compleated for Love, and yet be without that Blessing of Humane Life. Sir, (said she) if you think this Discourse pleases me, I shall leave you, to convince you that it does not. Not so, I beseech you, Madam, (answer'd I) rather than lose the Happiness of your Conversation, I'll curb my forward Heart, that is unwilling to let me talk of any thing but its wounds. Alas! poor Gentleman (replyes she, and smil'd) then you are in Love it seems, and out of pure spite to those that are not so, you endeavour to spread the infection you have caught, or like some troublesome People at a Feast, will needs thrust the Dish you esteem upon every one, never considerring that another may hate it. Nay, you Lovers, are still as impertinent, as they, for neither of you will take any denyal, which methinks is something troublesome, as well as uncivil. But pray, Sir, (pursu'd she, without giving me any time to answer) what Fair Lady has undone you? None of us I dare swear, for then you wou'd not lose your time with me, which you might employ to bend her stubborn Heart. But perhaps, you are a happy Lover, and so can borrow some time from your Mistress, to make Proselytes. If so, (concluded she) 'tis pity you shou'd fling it away, and a thousand fine sayings to boot on me, since I vow, Sir, I'm as deaf to that, as the People to Virtue in distress.
(pp. 13-4)",,20722,"","""Not so, I beseech you, Madam, (answer'd I) rather than lose the Happiness of your Conversation, I'll curb my forward Heart, that is unwilling to let me talk of any thing but its wounds.""","",2013-06-14 21:23:56 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-14 21:24:49 UTC,"Ah, Madam, (said I, continu'd Montano) banish not the Thoughts of Love from any place where you abide, for there must still be Lovers. Besides, 'tis ingrateful to the little God to slight him, who was the cause of your Being. For my part (contina'd I) I shall cherish it, since my self, and all the rest of Mankind, as well as you, owe our Life and Being to it. I shall never grant that, (return'd she) unless you can prove, that ev'ry Man and Wife Love one another. Doubtless, Madam, (answer'd I) the most disagreeing Couple have their intervals of Dearness. Dearness, (said she) Madness you mean---but for Heaven's sake, Sir, no more of this Discourse, since 'tis very much my aversion. Ah, Madam, (reply'd I) what can be more proper to talk of to the most Charming of her Sex, than of Love. Love (answer'd she) ought not to be mention'd in sober Company, the very symptoms of it confess the Fool, and Mad-man, a thousand antick postures, extravagant sayings, and wishes, as well as preposterous ways, to gain what it pretends to; therefore no more of Love, as you value your Reputation. How, can you, Madam, (said I) of all Women condemn that, which at the very same minute you promote in all that see you; a Pretty Lady condemning Love, is like an Usurer railing at Extortion. In short, Madam, you must be less Fair, or not banish Love from the severe and wise, for as long as you have those killing Eyes, those charming Lips, that graceful Person, all that you can say, will be no better defence, against the Darts they cast, than an Harangue against War, wou'd keep a Souldier alive, that was wounded to the Heart.
(pp. 15-17)",,20723,"","""In short, Madam, you must be less Fair, or not banish Love from the severe and wise, for as long as you have those killing Eyes, those charming Lips, that graceful Person, all that you can say, will be no better defence, against the Darts they cast, than an Harangue against War, wou'd keep a Souldier alive, that was wounded to the Heart.""","",2013-06-14 21:24:49 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-14 21:25:26 UTC,"The Play being done, and Bracilla gone, and I more desperately in Love than before I talk'd with her, I retir'd home to my Lodging, full of Melancholy, and longing Desire. A thousand Tortures perplex'd my Mind, and Love, tho' so lately born, was grown up already, to the heigth of impatience: To ease my mind a little, I set my self to writing, and made these Verses on my departure from Bracilla.
(p. 17)",,20724,"","""A thousand Tortures perplex'd my Mind, and Love, tho' so lately born, was grown up already, to the heigth of impatience: To ease my mind a little, I set my self to writing, and made these Verses on my departure from Bracilla.""","",2013-06-14 21:25:26 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 02:07:50 UTC,"With indignation our young Souldier (for Montano was a Captain in the Gensdarm's of the Houshold) saw himself out-rival'd by a Player, and wou'd often have attack'd him as a Souldier ought, had not his Honour curb'd his Passion, by remembring him 'twas below him to use him so much like a Gentleman. This made him for a great while forbear all other Resentment, than the justest and highest contempt of him, still pursuing the flying Bracilla with all the assiduity and fire of Love. Each day he came to her to seek a cure for those Wounds she had made in his tender Bosome, and each day he enlarg'd 'em, by beholding the relentless cause of all his sufferings; which were now arriv'd to that heighth, that he was neither able to bear 'em, nor yet knew how to remove them.
(pp. 19-20)",,20725,"","""Each day he came to her to seek a cure for those Wounds she had made in his tender Bosome, and each day he enlarg'd 'em, by beholding the relentless cause of all his sufferings; which were now arriv'd to that heighth, that he was neither able to bear 'em, nor yet knew how to remove them.""","",2013-06-15 02:07:50 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 02:08:55 UTC,"But this small Out-let to my Passion gave it but little ease, a thousand distracting Thoughts turn'd my Mind to e'ry side, not permitting it to fix on any thing, yet all tended to the Contrivance of the satisfaction of my too impatient desires.
(p. 20)",,20726,"","""But this small Out-let to my Passion gave it but little ease, a thousand distracting Thoughts turn'd my Mind to e'ry side, not permitting it to fix on any thing, yet all tended to the Contrivance of the satisfaction of my too impatient desires.""","",2013-06-15 02:08:55 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 02:10:07 UTC,"As for me, (said the Count) the only care and trouble that affects me in this Affair, is the grief of my Friend, who was continually possess'd with all the Ravings of a Man, that wholly gave up himself to Love. He's deaf to all that I can urge, and Reason; brings him no relief. Ah, my Lord, (reply'd Montano) he that pretends to be a Lover, and at the same time to be govern'd by Reason, is but a Hypocrite.
(p. 34)",,20727,"","""Ah, my Lord, (reply'd Montano) he that pretends to be a Lover, and at the same time to be govern'd by Reason, is but a Hypocrite.""","",2013-06-15 02:10:07 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 02:12:07 UTC,"Why is Love then (said the Count) so irreconcilable an Enemy to Reason, that it can never cohabit with it? Oh! without doubt (reply'd Gerardo) they are at mortal odds, for Reason in all things prefers a medium as the surest basis of all Certainty and Good, but a mean in Love is as odious as in Poetry. Right, (assum'd Montano, for 'tis but indifference disguis'd in another word, and what is so contradictory in Nature, as an unconcern'd and indifferent Lover? True, (pursu'd Gerrardo) for indifference banishes Desire, and he that's once free from Desire, is no longer in the number of the Loving; for Love, is nothing but an unsatisfi'd desir'd Union, and becoming, as much as Nature will allow, one with the Object we admire. I find, (reply'd Montano with some satisfaction) that you Gerardo have known what Love is, since you give so very good an account of its Nature, for tho' we cannot all be like Salmacs transform'd, or as I may better say, swallow'd up into the very same Being with our Mistress, yet certainly no Lover, if he Lov'd as I do, but wou'd desire a perpetual Union, and ne'er be parted from, but eternally be cleaving to the fair one he adores. --
(pp. 34-5)",,20728,"","""Why is Love then (said the Count) so irreconcilable an Enemy to Reason, that it can never cohabit with it?""",Inhabitants,2013-06-15 02:12:07 UTC,""
7442,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-15 02:13:41 UTC,"Thou wer't a Lover for my Mony (said the Count) and didst know how to extract Pleasure out of all circumstances, which is the best sort of Chymistry. And I wish my poor Amorous Friend here, cou'd follow this Example; but he does not only vex and torment himself to no end or purpose, but by banishing Reason, as an Enemy to his Love, depriving me of all remedies of his Distemper, in either extinguishing, or satisfying his Passion.
(pp. 38-9)",,20729,"","""And I wish my poor Amorous Friend here, cou'd follow this Example; but he does not only vex and torment himself to no end or purpose, but by banishing Reason, as an Enemy to his Love, depriving me of all remedies of his Distemper, in either extinguishing, or satisfying his Passion.""",Inhabitants,2013-06-15 02:13:41 UTC,""