work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4717,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""judge"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-08-31 00:00:00 UTC,"Moore, ever to the Cause of Justice true,
Thus spoke the Language of the judging few;
And what he spoke was with a graceful Ease:
He like Ulysses never fails to please.
Tho by the cens'ring Voice of Crouds inclin'd,
'E're Judgement had assum'd her Seat, the Mind,
The Youth, O! Philips, has prophan'd thy Lays,
Regard this Voice of Truth, the Voice of Praise.",,12441,"","Judgement may assume ""her Seat, the Mind""","",2009-09-14 19:36:59 UTC,""
4769,"",HDIS (Poetry),2004-08-31 00:00:00 UTC,"Divine inspirer, tuneful maid,
Give me thy never failing aid,
O! ever blessing, ever bless'd,
Pour all thyself into my breast,
Then will I soon an off'ring bring,
Which all thy freeborn sons shall sing,
A tribute to be spread by Fame,
Which shall enlarge thy poet's name,
Shall stretch it to the latest date,
In spite of Envy, spite of Hate,
Shall clear the honour of the times
From uninspir'd, unhallow'd rhymes:
Imagination then shall play
Unbridled in the fields of day,
Thro endless time, and boundless space,
Continue unrestrain'd her race,
Bring what ideas she can find
To the great storehouse of the Mind,
Where Judgement ever sits serene,
To rule the vague and sportive queen.",,12671,"•I've included thrice: Storehouse, Rule of Judgement, Queen","Imagination may ""Bring what ideas she can find / To the great storehouse of the Mind, / Where Judgement ever sits serene, / To rule the vague and sportive queen""",Inhabitants and Empire,2013-11-01 17:06:44 UTC,""
4849,"",Reading,2009-09-14 19:37:34 UTC,"Yet one short moment would at once explain
What all philosophy has sought in vain,
Would clear all doubt and terminate all pain.
Why then not hasten that decisive hour,
Still in my view, and ever in my power?
Why should I drag along this life I hate,
Without one thought to mitigate the weight?
Whence this mysterious bearing to exist,
When every joy is lost, and every hope dismissed?
In chains and darkness wherefore should I stay,
And mourn in prison, while I keep the key?
(ll. 17-27, p. 69 in Lonsdale edition)",2004-11-18,12943,"•""Alond""? FIXED.
•This is not an explicit metaphor. The metaphor is attached to the pronoun and not to one of my keywords. This is the sort of metaphor my search protocol misses.","""Why should I drag along this life I hate, / Without one thought to mitigate the weight? / Whence this mysterious bearing to exist, / When every joy is lost, and every hope dismissed? / In chains and darkness wherefore should I stay, / And mourn in prison, while I keep the key?""",Fetters,2013-11-11 22:19:21 UTC,""
5419,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-02-06 00:00:00 UTC,"'For this are daughters born, (Faldoni cried)
'To fall the victims of parental pride!
'When nature, youth, and sympathy unite,
'Say, shall a father's voice forbid the rite?
'Shall he, with cruel and relentless hands,
'O'erthrow the altar? tear the nuptial bands?
'But thou with love and virtue shall combine,
'To break the law that bids thee not be mine:
'Still shall the lov'd Teresa be my bride:
'Not Fortune's gifts to which thou art allied,
'In my attachment claim'd their venal part,
'I sought what love requires, a tender heart:
'Tho' wreck'd, despoil'd, of Fortune's golden store,
'Rich only in thy heart, I prize thee more.
'With me ascend yon Alpinean height,
'Let Italy's bright sun illume our flight,
'There, haply there, at our disastrous tale,
'In some kind breast compassion may prevail!
'In vain--for busy apprehension still
'Alarms my love, and traverses my will:
'Worn with the labours of the length'ning way,
'Should'st thou sink down to weariness a prey:
'If in that moment, by thy father led,
'Of Ruffians thou should'st hear the thund'ring tread,
'What wou'd my rage, by love impell'd, avail,
'If, as the coward numbers shou'd prevail,
'(Thou most ador'd, thou blest with every charm)
'They still shou'd tear thee from this vanquish'd arm,
'Not all their cruelty (the fair rejoin'd)
'Shall ever boast a conquest o'er my mind,
'Ne'er shall they wrest this heart, still uncontrol'd,
'From Constancy's embrace, and Passion's hold:
'If to the law that bids me not be thine,
'One more severe, a father, shou'd adjoin,
'To rescue still my soul from that distress,
'A thought, enbosom'd in this heart's recess,
'Shou'd, rising into act--Ah spare the rest!--
'Say can't thy fancy my resolve suggest?--
'This poniard--",,14524,"","""A thought, enbosom'd in this heart's recess / Shou'd, rising into act--Ah spare the rest!""","",2009-12-02 20:06:56 UTC,""
5559,"",Reading; Text from HDIS (Poetry),2003-12-15 00:00:00 UTC,"Accomplishments have taken virtue's place,
And wisdom falls before exterior grace;
We slight the precious kernel of the stone,
And toil to polish its rough coat alone.
A just deportment, manners graced with ease,
Elegant phrase, and figure form'd to please,
Are qualities that seem to comprehend
Whatever parents, guardians, schools intend.
Hence an unfurnish'd and a listless mind,
Though busy, trifling; empty, though refined;
Hence all that interferes, and dares to clash
With indolence and luxury, is trash;
While learning, once the man's exclusive pride,
Seems verging fast towards the female side.
(ll. 417-430, p. 274)",,14849,"•Though not explicitly about the mind, I've included the lines on stone and polish in the database.","The mind may be ""unfurnish'd"" and listless","",2009-09-14 19:42:06 UTC,""
5559,"","Found again searching ""stamp"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO-TCP.",2003-12-15 00:00:00 UTC,"Faults in the life breed errors in the brain,
And these, reciprocally, those again.
The mind and conduct mutually imprint
And stamp their image in each other's mint.
Each, sire and dam of an infernal race,
Begetting and conceiving all that's base.
(ll. 564-569, p. 278; cf. p. 69 in 1782 ed.)",2012-04-10,14852,"At least 6 entries in ECCO and ESTC (1782, 1790, 1794, 1798, 1800).
•Cross-reference: Goldsmith's Retaliation: ""Here lies honest William, whose heart was a mint,"" (l. 43). See also Yorick's comparison of English and French characters and th entries concerned with treasure.
•INTEREST. Use in dissertation.","""The mind and conduct mutually imprint / And stamp their image in each other's mint.""",Coinage and Impressions,2014-07-13 16:24:39 UTC,""
5561,"",HDIS (Poetry),2003-12-16 00:00:00 UTC,"Hast thou, though suckled at fair Freedom's breast,
Exported slavery to the conquer'd East,
Pull'd down the tyrants India served with dread,
And raised thyself, a greater, in their stead?
Gone thither arm'd and hungry, return'd full,
Fed from the richest veins of the Mogul,
A despot big with power obtain'd by wealth,
And that obtain'd by rapine and by stealth?
With Asiatic vices stored thy mind,
But left their virtues and thine own behind,
And, having truck'd thy soul, brought home the fee,
To tempt the poor to sell himself to thee?
(ll. 364-375, p. 306)",,14859,"•Probably a wordplay on 'spices'. INTEREST: CLOSE READ
•Note also that the soul may be ""truck'd"" (i.e. traded for something less valuable).","""With Asiatic vices stored thy mind, / But left their virtues and thine own behind, / And, having truck'd thy soul, brought home the fee, / To tempt the poor to sell himself to thee?""","",2011-06-14 04:25:27 UTC,""
6397,"","Searching ""brain"" and ""cell"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"The hermit's solace in his cell,
The fire that warms the poet's brain,
The lover's heaven, or his hell,
The madman's sport, the wise man's pain.
(p. 107)",2009-02-22,16884,"","Thought is ""The hermit's solace in his cell""",Rooms,2009-09-14 19:48:19 UTC,Epigrams and Short Poems
7750,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2013-11-10 04:13:28 UTC,"Thirsting for Knowledge, but to know the right,
Thro' judgment's optick guide th' illusive sight,
To let in rays on Reason's darkling cell,
And Prejudice's lagging mists dispel;
For this you turn the Greek and Roman page,
Weigh the contemplative and active Sage,
And cull some useful flow'r from each historick Age.
(p. 71)",,23145,"","""Thirsting for Knowledge, but to know the right, / Thro' judgment's optick guide th' illusive sight, / To let in rays on Reason's darkling cell, / And Prejudice's lagging mists dispel.""",Rooms,2013-11-10 04:13:28 UTC,""
7984,"",Reading,2014-07-25 18:20:09 UTC,"Whoever thinks must see that man was made
To face the storm, not languish in the shade;
Action's his sphere, and,for that sphere design'd,
Eternal pleasures open on his mind.
For this, fair hope leads on the' impassion'd soul
Through life's wild labyrinths to her distant goal;
Paints in each dream, to fan the genial flame,
The pomp of riches, and the pride of fame,
Or fondly gives reflection's cooler eye
A glance, an image, of a future sky.
Yet, though kind Heaven points out the' unerring road
That leads through nature up to bliss and God;
Spite of that God, and all his voice divine
Speaks in the heart, or teaches from the shrine,
Man, feebly vain, and impotently wise,
Disdains the manna sent him from the skies;
Tasteless of all that virtue gives to please,
For thought too active, and too mad for ease,
From wish to wish in life's mad vortex toss'd,
For ever struggling, and for ever lost;
He scorns religion, though her seraphs call,
And lives in rapture, or not lives at all.
(pp. 154-155)",,24302,"","""For this, fair hope leads on the' impassion'd soul / Through life's wild labyrinths to her distant goal; / Paints in each dream, to fan the genial flame, / The pomp of riches, and the pride of fame, / Or fondly gives reflection's cooler eye / A glance, an image, of a future sky.""","",2014-07-25 18:20:09 UTC,""