work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3921,"","Searching ""rule"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Drama)",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"THIRSIS
Delia, how long must I despair,
And tax you with Disdain?
Still to my tender Love severe,
Relentless to my Pain.
DELIA
When Men of equal Merit love us,
And do with equal Ardor sue;
Thirsis you know but one must move us,
Can I be your's and Strephon's too?
My ravish'd Eyes view both with Pleasure,
Impartial to your high desert;
To both alike Esteem I measure,
To one alone can give my Heart.
THIRSIS
Mysterious Guide of Inclination,
Tell me Tyrant, why am I
With equal Merit, equal Passion,
Thus the Victim chosen to dye?
Why am I
The Victim chosen to dye?
DELIA
On Fate alone depends Success,
And Fancy Reason over-rules;
Or why should Virtue ever miss
Reward, so often given to Fools.
'Tis not the Handsome, nor the Witty;
But who alone is born to please:
Love do's predestinate our pity;
We chuse but whom he first decrees.",,10175,"",Fancy may over-rule reason,"",2009-09-14 19:34:46 UTC,Third Act: Song in Dialogue
4568,"","",2004-06-17 00:00:00 UTC,"DELIA
On Fate alone depends Success,
And Fancy, Reason over- rules,
Or why should Virtue ever miss
Reward, so often giv'n to Fools?
'Tis not the Valiant, nor the Witty,
But who alone is born to please;
Love does predestinate our Pity,
We choose but whom he first decrees.
",,12010,"",Reason may over-rule fancy,"",2009-09-14 19:36:30 UTC,""
4570,"",HDIS,2004-08-23 00:00:00 UTC,"Ye sovereign Lords, who sit like Gods in State,
Awing the World, and bustling to be great;
Lords but in Title, Vassals in Effect,
Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct;
The Reigns of Empire but such Hands disgrace,
Where Passion, a blind Driver, guides the Race.
",,12013,"","One may be a Lord but in Title, a vassal in Effect, ""Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct""","",2009-09-14 19:36:30 UTC,""
4570,"",HDIS (Poetry),2004-08-23 00:00:00 UTC," Ye sovereign Lords, who sit like Gods in State,
Awing the World, and bustling to be great;
Lords but in Title, Vassals in Effect,
Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct;
The Reigns of Empire but such Hands disgrace,
Where Passion, a blind Driver, guides the Race.
",,12014,"•I've included twice: Rule of Passion and Horse: Reins.
•INTEREST. Check out the Seneca that inspires this passage. An early horse and driver, ruler and ruled source? REVISIT.","There are sovereign Lords ""Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct; / The Reigns of Empire but such Hands disgrace, / Where Passion, a blind Driver, guides the Race.""","",2012-06-29 14:28:11 UTC,""
4571,"",HDIS,2004-08-25 00:00:00 UTC," Now fly, Discretion, to my Aid,
See haughty Mira, fair and bright,
In all the Pomp of Love array'd;
Ah! how I tremble at the Sight!
She comes, she comes--before her all
Mankind does prostrate fall.
Love, a Destroyer fierce and young,
Advent'rous, terrible, and strong,
Cruel and rash, delighting still to vex,
Sparing nor Age nor Sex,
Commands in chief; well fortify'd he lies,
And from her Lips, her Cheeks and Eyes,
All Opposition he defies.
Reason, Love's old invet'rate Foe,
Scarce ever reconcil'd 'till now,
Reason assists her too.
A wise Commander he, for Council fit;
But nice and coy, nor has been seen to sit
In modern Synod, nor appear'd of late
In Courts, nor Camps, nor in Affairs of State;
Reason proclaims them all his Foes,
Who such resistless Charms oppose.
My very bosom Friends make War
Within my Breast, and in her Interests are;
Esteem and Judgment with strong Fancy join
To court, and call the fair Invader in;
My darling fav'rite Inclination too,
All, all conspiring with the Foe.
Ah! whither shall I fly to hide
My Weakness from the Conqu'ror's Pride?
Now, now, Discretion be my Guide.
But see, this mighty Archimedes too,
Surrenders now.
Presuming longer to resist
His very Name,
Discretion must disclaim;
Folly and Madness only would persist.",,12016,"",Love and Reason may make war within one's breast,"",2009-09-14 19:36:30 UTC,I've included the entire poem
8015,"",Searching in EEBO-TCP,2014-07-31 19:15:49 UTC,"When the Bread of Life was distributed, She was sure to be there, a devout and never failing Communicant; and the strictness of her Attention, and the reverence of her Behaviour, were, if it were possible, rais'd and improv'd on those occasions: The lively Image of a Crucify'd Saviour then exhibited, could not but make very moving impressions on a mind of so much pious Warmth and Tenderness.
(2nd edition, pp. 10-11)",,24378,"","""The lively Image of a Crucify'd Saviour then exhibited, could not but make very moving impressions on a mind of so much pious Warmth and Tenderness.""",Impressions,2014-07-31 19:15:49 UTC,""
8015,"","Reading Boswell's Life of Johnson (II, p. 189). Text found in EEBO, first edition (not reproduced in second edition).",2014-07-31 19:18:44 UTC,"To secure her Proficiency in Virtue, She kept an exact Journal of her Life, in which was contain'd the History of all her Spiritual Affairs, and of the several Turns that happen'd in her Soul: A true naked History! And yet (which seldom happens in True ones) such an one, where the Person written of is not charg'd with many Blemishes and Failings. Alas for us, that the Thread of it was no longer continu'd!
In this Glass she every Day dress'd her Mind, to this faithful Monitor she repair'd for Advice and Direction, compar'd the past with the present, judg'd of what would be by what had been, observ'd nicely the several successive Degrees of Holiness She got, and of humane Infirmity she shook off; and trac'd every single Step she took onward in her Way towards Heaven.
(pp. 14-15)",,24379,"Note: this passage NOT in second edition. Weird. Found in EEBO, first edition.","""In this Glass [her journal] she every Day dress'd her Mind, to this faithful Monitor she repair'd for Advice and Direction, compar'd the past with the present, judg'd of what would be by what had been, observ'd nicely the several successive Degrees of Holiness She got, and of humane Infirmity she shook off; and trac'd every single Step she took onward in her Way towards Heaven.""",Mirror,2014-07-31 19:18:44 UTC,""
8015,"",Searching in EEBO-TCP,2014-07-31 19:19:54 UTC,"Wherefore lift up the Hands that hang down, and the feeble Knees! Think not so much and so long on the incomparable Character of the Deceas'd, as to forget the true Use You are to make of this afflicting Accident; and to neglect those good Improvements under it, which the Wise and Kind Inflicter expects at Your Hands. You have paid Your sad Respects to Her; be not now wanting to Your selves: but Gird up the Loins of Your Mind, and be Ye comforted!
(2nd edition, p. 39)",,24380,"","""You have paid Your sad Respects to Her; be not now wanting to Your selves: but 'Gird up the Loins of Your Mind', and be Ye comforted!""","",2014-07-31 19:20:07 UTC,""