work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4777,"","Reading, searching HDIS. Found again reading John Sitter's Literary Loneliness in Mid-Eighteenth-Century England (Ithaca and London: Cornell UP, 1982), 89.",2003-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"These shall the fury Passions tear,
The vultures of the mind,
Disdainful Anger, pallid Fear,
And Shame that skulks behind;
Or pining Love shall waste their youth,
Or Jealousy with rankling tooth,
That inly gnaws the secret heart,
And Envy wan, and faded Care,
Grim-visaged comfortless Despair,
And Sorrow's piercing dart.
(ll. 61-70)",2009-07-31,12690,"•Lonsdale hears echoes of Pope's ""Fury-passions from the blood began (Essay on Man iii 167).
•Also, see Lonsdale's footnote for a compact history of the description of the passions in English poetry. ","""These shall the fury Passions tear, / The vultures of the mind, / Disdainful Anger, pallid Fear, / And Shame that skulks behind.""",Beasts,2017-03-03 17:39:05 UTC,""
4777,"",HDIS,2003-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"These shall the fury Passions tear,
The vultures of the mind,
Disdainful Anger, pallid Fear,
And Shame that skulks behind;
Or pining Love shall waste their youth,
Or Jealousy with rankling tooth,
That inly gnaws the secret heart,
And Envy wan, and faded Care,
Grim-visaged comfortless Despair,
And Sorrow's piercing dart.
(ll. 61-70)",,12691,"•Lonsdale hears echoes of Pope's ""Fury-passions from the blood began (Essay on Man iii 167).
•Also, see Lonsdale's footnote for a compact history of the description of the passions in English poetry. ","Jealousy ""inly gnaws the secret heart""","",2009-09-14 19:37:16 UTC,""
4860,"",HDIS (Poetry),2003-11-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid
Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire;
Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed,
Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre
(pp. 125-6, ll. 45-8)",2010-06-22,12957,"•Lonsdale cites Par. Lost vi 483: ""pregnant with infernal flame"", ""celestial fire"" in Spenser's Tears of the Muses and Hymn in Honour of Love, see also Young's Night Thoughts vi 378-9: ""a soul, / Which boasts her lineage from celestial fire.""","""Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid / Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire.""","",2010-06-22 19:51:39 UTC,""
4860,"",HDIS (Poetry),2003-11-11 00:00:00 UTC,"But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page
Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll;
Chill Penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
(p. 126-7, ll. 49-52, )",2010-06-22,12958,"•Which subcategory dominates, Current or Freezing?
•'genial' means something like warm or creative.
•Lonsdale notes Ian Jack compares Virgil Georgics ii 484: frigidus obstiterit cricum praecordia sanguis, which is trans. by Thomson in Winter: ""If the cold current freezes round my heart"". Lonsdale cross-references ""Agrippina"" (ll. 177-8). ","""Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, / And froze the genial current of the soul.""","",2010-06-22 19:53:51 UTC,""
4890,"",HDIS,2003-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"Thy form benign, oh Goddess, wear,
Thy milder influence impart,
Thy philosophic train be there
To soften, not to wound my heart.
The generous spark extinct revive,
Teach me to love and to forgive,
Exact my own defects to scan,
What others are to feel, and know myself a man.
(ll. 41-48 p. 73-4)",,13125,•First published in Designs for Mr. R. Bentley for Six Poems by Mr. T. Gray. 1753.,The heart may be softened or wounded,"",2009-09-14 19:37:48 UTC,""
5026,"",HDIS,2003-11-11 00:00:00 UTC,"""Edward, lo! to sudden fate
""(Weave we the woof. The thread is spun)
""Half of thy heart we consecrate.
""(The web is wove. The work is done.)""
'Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn
'Leave me unblessed, unpitied, here to mourn:
'In yon bright track, that fires the western skies,
'They melt, they vanish from my eyes.
'But oh! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height
'Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll?
'Visions of glory, spare my aching sight,
'Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
'No more our long-lost Arthur we bewail.
'All-hail, ye genuine kings, Britannia's issue, hail!
(ll. 97-110, pp. 195-6)",,13518,"",Unborn ages may crowd on the soul,Inhabitants,2009-09-14 19:38:37 UTC,""
5026,"",HDIS,2003-11-11 00:00:00 UTC,"'The verse adorn again
'Fierce war and faithful love,
'And truth severe, by fairy fiction dressed.
'In buskined measures move
'Pale Grief and pleasing Pain,
'With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast.
'A voice as of the cherub-choir
'Gales from blooming Eden bear;
'And distant warblings lessen on my ear,
'That lost in long futurity expire.
'Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud,
'Raised by thy breath, has quenched the orb of day?
'Tomorrow he repairs the golden flood,
'And warms the nations with redoubled ray.
'Enough for me: with joy I see
'The different doom our fates assign.
'Be thine despair and sceptered care;
'To triumph, and to die, are mine.'
He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height
Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.
(ll. 125-44, pp. 198-200)",,13519,"","Horror may be a ""tyrant of the throbbing breast""",Ruler,2009-09-14 19:38:37 UTC,""
5066,"",HDIS,2003-11-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Lo! where this silent marble weeps,
A friend, a wife, a mother sleeps:
A heart, within whose sacred cell
The peaceful virtues loved to dwell.
Affection warm, and faith sincere,
And soft humanity were there.
In agony, in death, resigned,
She felt the wound she left behind.
Her infant image, here below,
Sits smiling on a father's woe:
Whom what awaits, while yet he strays
Along the lonely vale of days?
A pang, to secret sorrow dear;
A sigh; an unavailing tear;
Till time shall every grief remove,
With life, with memory, and with love.
(ll. 1-16, p. 208-9)",,13587,"•First published in the Gentleman's Magazine xxix 485, for October 1759 under the title ""An Epitaph, copied from a Tomb-stone in a Country Church Yard"". The epitaph was inscribed on John Clerke's wife's mural tablet of slate and stone. Lonsdale reports Mrs. C. died in childbirth on 27 April 1757
•REVISIT. Population or Architecture?","""Peaceful virtues"" dwell within the ""sacred cell"" of the heart",Inhabitants,2009-09-14 19:38:46 UTC,I've included the whole poem
5460,"",HDIS,2003-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"I well remember too (for I was present)
When in a secret and dead hour of night,
Due sacrifice performed with barbarous rites
Of muttered charms and solemn invocation,
You bade the Magi call the dreadful powers
That read futurity, to know the fate
Impending o'er your son: their answer was,
If the son reign, the mother perishes.
Perish (you cried) the mother! reign the son!
He reigns, the rest is heaven's; who oft has bade,
Even when its will seemed wrote in lines of blood,
The unthought event disclose a whiter meaning.
Think too how oft in weak and sickly minds
The sweets of kindness lavishly indulged
Rankle to gall; and benefits too great
To be repaid, sit heavy on the soul,
As unrequited wrongs. The willing homage
Of prostrate Rome, the senate's joint applause,
The riches of the earth, the train of pleasures
That wait on youth and arbitrary sway:
These were your gift, and with them you bestowed
The very power he has to be ungrateful.
(ll. 60-81)",,14603,"•Lonsdale hears echoes of ""a weak and sickly guard"" HV III.vi.164 and ""sickly, weak, and melancholy"" RIII I.i.136 (p. 35).","The mind may be ""weak and sickly""","",2009-09-14 19:41:22 UTC,Aceronia to Agrippina
5460,"",HDIS,2003-11-10 00:00:00 UTC,"'Tis like, thou hast forgot, when yet a stranger
To adoration, to the grateful steam
Of flattery's incense and obsequious vows
From voluntary realms, a puny boy,
Decked with no other lustre than the blood
Of Agrippina's race, he lived unknown
To fame or fortune; haply eyed at distance
Some edileship, ambitious of the power
To judge of weights and measures; scarcely dared
On expectation's strongest wing to soar
High as the consulate, that empty shade
Of long-forgotten liberty: when I
Oped his young eye to bear the blaze of greatness;
Showed him where empire towered, and bade him strike
The noble quarry. Gods! then was the time
To shrink from danger; fear might then have worn
The mask of prudence; but a heart like mine,
A heart that glows with the pure Julian fire,
If bright ambition from her craggy seat
Display the radiant prize, will mount undaunted,
Gain the rough heights, and grasp the dangerous honour.
(ll. 33-53, p. 33-5)",,14604,"•Lonsdale explains, ""Agrippina was descended from Julia, the sister of Julius Caesar and so of the blood of the great Julian House, which claimed descent from Iulus Ascanius the son of Aeneas"" (p.34)",A heart may glow with pure Julian fire,"",2009-09-14 19:41:22 UTC,Agrippina to Aceronia