work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6112,"",Reading in LION,2013-10-26 21:30:16 UTC,"And oft the bard's elastic mind
To lighter images inclined;
In concord with Anacreon's measure,
Courts the jovial gods of pleasure;
For livelier aid invokes the tuneful maids;
And feels a modern Cyprus in thy shades.
Then ideas fair, and gay
Chace the rapid hours away;
Then, created by the muse,
A festal groupe the poet views;
Of dance, of song, of love, the powers,
Their sprightly revels hold amid thy bowers:
Bacchus, and his train are there;
Rosy Cupids, light as air,
Meet his warm, enamoured eye,
Scattering odours as they fly.
He hears the flute's relaxing sound;
A purple glory spreads around:
The graces, and the Cyprian queen
Advance and dignify the scene;
The graces model beauty's pride,
Their lustre to her charms apply,
Direct the lightning of her eye,
Wave her celestial robe, and o'er her steps preside.
Through all his frame he feels her soft controul;
Each motion charms the sight; each look pervades the soul.
(ll. 25-50)",,23075,"","""And oft the bard's elastic mind / To lighter images inclined; / In concord with Anacreon's measure, / Courts the jovial gods of pleasure.""","",2013-10-26 21:30:16 UTC,""
6112,"",Reading in LION,2013-10-26 21:34:03 UTC,"Well-pleased, in fancy he surveys,
With fancy's mimick tint pourtrays
The fate elysian of the swain,
Who, stranger to his nymph's disdain,
Feels the true zest of Cupid's reign,
His lasting joys enhanced by momentary pain.
Oh! energy of bliss! transporting days!
Superiour far to my aspiring lays!
The fair-one rules with magic sway!
And what strange miracles her spell obey!
His path of life is decked with flowers;
Rapid, and rosy are his hours;
With spirit flushed, he knows no fears:
Knows none but rapture's, and compassion's tears;
For generous love expands the mind,
And bids it glow for all the human kind.
He shines with graces not his own;
His voice assumes a soft, harmonious tone;
Envious the men, and charmed, the fair,
Remark his easy, lively, gallant air:
For happy in himself, his manners tend
Others to please, and to befriend.
Conscious of his unrivalled state,
Whom can he dread; whom can he hate?
Nay, with romantick soul, he pities all,
Whome'er it is his chance to see,
Who are not in her heart enthroned, as he,
Imaginary monarch of this earthly ball!
(ll. 455-482)",,23079,"","""Well-pleased, in fancy he surveys, / With fancy's mimick tint pourtrays / The fate elysian of the swain, / Who, stranger to his nymph's disdain, / Feels the true zest of Cupid's reign, / His lasting joys enhanced by momentary pain.""","",2013-10-26 21:34:03 UTC,""