work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
7638,"",LION,2013-08-20 05:03:38 UTC,"EUMENES
The Prospect gives me much Relief. I'm pleas'd,
My honest Countrymen, t'observe your Numbers;
And yet it fills my Eyes with Tears.--'Tis said
The mighty Persian wept, when he survey'd
His numerous Army, but to think 'em Mortal;
Yet he then flourish'd in Prosperity.
Alas! What's that?--Prosperity? a Harlot
That smiles but to betray! O shining Ruin!
Thou Nurse of Passions, and thou Bane of Virtue!
O self-destroying Monster! that art blind,
Yet putt'st out Reason's Eyes, that still shou'd guide thee,
Then plungest down some Precipice unseen,
And art no more!--Hear me, all-gracious Heav'n!
Let me wear out my small Remains of Life
Obscure, content with humble Poverty,
Or in Affliction's hard but wholsome School,
If it must be.--I'll learn to know my self,
And that's more worth than Empire. But, O Heav'n,
Curse me no more with proud Prosperity!
It has undone me!-- Herbis ; where, my Friend,
Hast thou been this long Hour?
(p. 54)",,22506,"","""O self-destroying Monster! that art blind, / Yet putt'st out Reason's Eyes, that still shou'd guide thee, / Then plungest down some Precipice unseen, / And art no more!--Hear me, all-gracious Heav'n!""","",2013-08-20 05:03:38 UTC,""
7638,"",LION,2013-08-20 05:04:53 UTC,"EUMENES
Near me?--alas!
The tender Vine so wreaths its folded Arms
Around some falling Elm!--It wounds my Heart
To think thou follow'st but to share my Ruin.
I have lost all but thee.
(p. 56)",,22507,"","""It wounds my Heart / To think thou follow'st but to share my Ruin.""","",2013-08-20 05:04:53 UTC,""