work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4253,"",HDIS,2004-02-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Wise Nature likewise, They suppose,
Has drawn two Conduits down our Nose:
Cou'd Alma else with Judgment tell,
When Cabbage stinks, or Roses smell?
Or who wou'd ask for her Opinion
Between an Oyster, and an Onion?
For from most Bodies, Dick, You know,
Some little Bits ask Leave to flow;
And, as thro' these Canals They roll,
Bring up a Sample of the Whole.
Like Footmen running before Coaches,
To tell the Inn, what Lord approaches.
(p. 471, ll. 48-59)",2009-01-23,11066,"•Matthew sets up the Cantabrigian position with which his own ""system"" and the Aristotelian position contrast.
•The stanzas that follow continue to elaborate the personification: nerves and taste, drums in the ear, nerves and touch. Only this second and third figures have I included in the database. See the next entries.","""For from most Bodies, Dick, You know,/ Some little Bits ask Leave to flow; / And, as thro' these Canals They roll, / Bring up a Sample of the Whole. / Like Footmen running before Coaches, / To tell the Inn, what Lord approaches.""",Inhabitants,2013-07-22 14:10:08 UTC,""
4253,"","Searching ""cell"" and ""fancy"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""brain""",2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"Here, Richard, how could I explain,
The various Lab'rinths of the Brain?
Surprise My Readers, whilst I tell 'em
Of Cerebrum, and Cerebellum?
How could I play the Commentator
On Dura, and on Pia Mater?
Where Hot and Cold, and Dry and Wet,
Strive each the t'other's Place to get;
And with incessant Toil and Strife,
Would keep Possession during Life.
I could demonstrate every Pore,
Where Mem'ry lays up all her Store;
And to an Inch compute the Station,
'Twixt Judgment, and Imagination.
O Friend! I could display much Learning,
At least to Men of small Discerning.
The Brain contains ten thousand Cells:
In each some active Fancy dwells;
Which always is at Work, and framing
The several Follies I was naming.
As in a Hive's vimineous Dome,
Ten thousand Bees enjoy their Home;
Each does her studious Action vary,
To go and come, to fetch and carry:
Each still renews her little Labor;
Nor justles her assiduous Neighbour:
Each--whilst this Thesis I maintain;
I fancy, Dick, I know thy Brain.
O with the mighty Theme affected,
Could I but see thy Head dissected!",2009-01-23,11094,"•I've included twice: Cell and Dwelling
•Editors point out: ""Alma"" may derive from Spenser's House of Alma (FQ, II, ix) and subtitle may have been suggested by Donne's Of the Progresse of the Soule (The Second Anniversarie).
•Johnson uses as an illustration of the first sense of cell in the Dictionary.","""The Brain contains ten thousand Cells: / In each some active Fancy dwells; / Which always is at Work, and framing / The several Follies I was naming.""",Inhabitants and Rooms,2013-07-22 14:37:39 UTC,""
4253,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""room"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"Dick, thus We act; and thus We are,
Or toss'd by Hope, or sunk by Care.
With endless Pain This Man pursues
What, if he gain'd, He could not use:
And T'other fondly Hopes to see
What never was, nor e'er shall be.
We err by Use, go wrong by Rules;
In Gesture grave, in Action Fools:
We join Hypocrisie to Pride,
Doubling the Faults, We strive to hide.
Or grant, that with extreme Surprize,
We find our selves at Sixty wise;
And twenty pretty Things are known,
Of which we can't accomplish One;
Whilst, as my System says, the Mind
Is to these upper Rooms confin'd:
Should I, my Friend, at large repeat
Her borrow'd Sense, her fond Conceit;
The Bede-roll of her vicious Tricks;
My Poem would be too prolix.
For could I my Remarks sustain,
Like Socrates, or Miles Montaigne;
Who in these Times would read my Books,
But Tom o' Stiles, or John o' Nokes?",2009-01-23,11098,"•OED ""bede-roll"" -- ""A list or string of names; a catalogue; a long line, a pedigree; a long series.""","""Whilst, as my System says, the Mind / Is to these upper Rooms confin'd.""",Inhabitants and Rooms,2013-07-22 14:42:28 UTC,""
7593,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2013-08-16 17:22:45 UTC,"But that I may clear up your Doubt as to the Part I am upon, I have added at the Head of this Section, the Word Departed, to intimate to you, that I am Orthodox in my Notion; that I am none of the Sect of Soul-Sleepers, or for imprisoning Souls in a Limbus of the Ancients; but that, in a few Words, by the Appearance of Souls Unembodied, I mean such as having been embodied or imprison'd in Flesh, are discharg'd from that Confinement, or as I call it unhous'd and turn'd out of Possession. For I cannot agree that the Soul is in the Body, as in a Prison; but rather that, like a rich Nobleman, he is pleas'd to inhabit a fine Country Seat or Palace of his own Building, where he resolves to live and enjoy himself, and does so, 'till by the Fate of things his fine Palace being over-turn'd, whether by an Earthquake or otherwise, is bury'd in its own Ruins, and the noble Owner turn'd out of Possession, without a House.
(pp. 44-5)",,22208,"","""For I cannot agree that the Soul is in the Body, as in a Prison; but rather that, like a rich Nobleman, he is pleas'd to inhabit a fine Country Seat or Palace of his own Building, where he resolves to live and enjoy himself, and does so, 'till by the Fate of things his fine Palace being over-turn'd, whether by an Earthquake or otherwise, is bury'd in its own Ruins, and the noble Owner turn'd out of Possession, without a House.""",Rooms,2013-08-16 17:22:45 UTC,"Chapter V
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