text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"This scene had made too deep an impression on our minds, not to be the subject of our discourse all the way home, and in the course of conversation, I learnt, that when these people were first rescued out of their misery, their healths were much impaired, and their tempers more so: to restore the first, all medicinal care was taken, and air and exercise assisted greatly in their recovery; but to cure the malady of the mind, and conquer that internal source of unhappiness, was a work of longer time. Even these poor wretches had their vanity, and would contend for superior merit, of which, the argument was the money their keepers had gained in exhibiting them. To put an end to this contention, the ladies made them understand, that what they thought a subject for boasting, was only a proof of their being so much farther from the usual standard of the human form, and therefore a more extraordinary spectacle. But it was long before one of them could be persuaded to lay aside her pretensions to superiority, which she claimed on account of an extraordinary honour she had received from a great princess, who had made her a present of a sedan chair.
(74).",2013-06-27 21:20:12 UTC,"""I learnt, that when these people were first rescued out of their misery, their healths were much impaired, and their tempers more so: to restore the first, all medicinal care was taken, and air and exercise assisted greatly in their recovery; but to cure the malady of the mind, and conquer that internal source of unhappiness, was a work of longer time.""",2004-01-25 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Empire,"",Reading; found again in HDIS,13797,5106
"By teaching her humanity, he initiated her into civility of manners. She had learnt, that to give pain was immoral; and could no more have borne to have shocked any person's mind, than to have racked his body. Any thought therefore that could hurt she suppressed as an indispensable duty, and to please by her actions, and not offend by her words, was an essential part of the religion in which she was educated; but in every thing whereby no one could suffer, she was innocence and simplicity itself; and in her nature shone pure and uncorrupted, either by natural or acquired vices.
(225)",2013-06-27 21:25:05 UTC,"""She had learnt, that to give pain was immoral; and could no more have borne to have shocked any person's mind, than to have racked his body.""",2004-01-25 00:00:00 UTC,"",Mind and Body,,"","",Reading and using HDIS to doublecheck search,13805,5106
"This glorious system form'd for man
To practise when and how he can,
If the five senses in alliance
To Reason hurl a proud defiance,
And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke,
Endeavour to throw off that yoke
Which they a greater slavery hold
Than Jewish bondage was of old;
Or if they, something touch'd with shame,
Allow him to retain the name
Of Royalty, and, as in sport,
To hold a mimic formal court,
Permitted (no uncommon thing)
To be a kind of puppet-king,
And suffer'd, by the way of toy,
To hold a globe, but not employ;
Our system-mongers, struck with fear,
Prognosticate destruction near;
All things to anarchy must run;
The little world of man's undone.
(p. 157, ll. 161-80)",2009-09-14 19:39:30 UTC,"""[T]he five senses in alliance [may] / To Reason hurl a proud defiance, / And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke, / Endeavour to throw off that yoke / Which they a greater slavery hold / Than Jewish bondage was of old""",2006-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,Book IV,"",,"","•I've included four times: Conquest, Yoke, Slavery, Bondage",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),13921,5175
"And lastly, see! Apollodorus brings
A coarse matrass, fill'd with the sweetest things:
Like the lewd Monk in print, who seems to crack,
Hot for the fair provision on his back;
At the device, see vigorous Cæsar stare!
And so should I--if brought me in a chair.
Why so surpriz'd because the Hero kneel'd,
Had he not buss'd her--""Lord, the Monster's steel'd!
Yes, doubtless, steel'd--but still he show'd a heart,
As soft, as Cleopatra's softest part:
Pagans reflect--could flesh, could blood withstand,
Fair Cleopatra, with the softest hand:
This whirling egg--(our world) forgot to move,
Nature stood silent--swallow'd up in Love:
More eyes by Myriads on the Beauty wait,
Than when the fools of Venice jolt in state:
What modern Lord could ward the darts she hurl'd,
To conquer him, who conquer'd all the world.
(ll. 265-282)",2013-10-28 02:48:07 UTC,"""Yes, doubtless, steel'd--but still he show'd a heart, / As soft, as Cleopatra's softest part.""",2005-06-11 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","•Whoa!
•Found in The Temple of Venus. Part the Second. (London: 1763), p. 15. <Link to ECCO>
• Wrong title? ",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),14328,5342
"Tho' Prejudice in narrow minds,
The mental eye of reason blinds;
Tho' Wit, which not e'en friends will spare,
Affect the sneering, laughing air,
Tho' Dullness, in her monkish gown,
Display the Wisdom of a frown,
Yet Truth will force herself, in spite
Of all their efforts, into light.
",2014-06-12 15:06:37 UTC,"""Tho' Prejudice in narrow minds, / The mental eye of reason blinds.""",2006-04-17 00:00:00 UTC,"",Mind's Eye,,Eye,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""eye"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO.",14588,5447
"Oh, Sterne! thou art scabby, and such is the leprosy of thy mind that it is not to be cured like the leprosy of the body, by dipping nine times in the river Jordan. Thy prophane history of Tristram Shandy is as it were an anti-gospel, and seems to have been penned by the hand of Antichrist himself; it tends to excite laughter, but you should remember that the wisest man that ever was, that the great king Solomon himself said of laughter "" it is mad,"" and of mirth ""what doth it?"" Sterne! (for brother I can no longer call [end page 2] thee, though I look upon the clergy of the Church of England as my brethren, when they discharge conscientiously the duties of their function) Sterne , apostate Sterne! if Solomon was now alive, he would not put the question ""What doth mirth."" Thy book would fully shew him, that mirth is nearly akin to wickedness, and that the tickling of laughter is occasioned but the obscene Devil.
(pp. 3-4)",2011-08-25 16:02:47 UTC,"""Oh, Sterne! thou art scabby, and such is the leprosy of thy mind that it is not to be cured like the leprosy of the body, by dipping nine times in the river Jordan.""",2008-10-06 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Disease,"",Reading in ECCO,17186,6462
"Ye pale Inhabitants of Night,
Before my intellectual Sight
In solemn Pomp ascend:
O tell how trifling now appears
The Train of idle Hopes and Fears
That varying Life attend.
Ye faithless Idols of our Sense,
Here own how vain your fond Pretence,
Ye empty Names of Joy!
Your transient Forms like Shadows pass,
Frail Offspring of the magic Glass,
Before the mental Eye.
The dazzling Colours, falsely bright,
Attract the gazing vulgar Sight
With superficial State:
Thro' Reason's clearer Optics view'd,
How stript of all it's Pomp, how rude
Appears the painted Cheat.
(pp. 80-1)",2011-06-23 04:13:38 UTC,"""Ye pale Inhabitants of Night, / Before my intellectual Sight / In solemn Pomp ascend.""",2011-06-23 04:13:38 UTC,"","",,"","",Reading,18773,6964
"Ye pale Inhabitants of Night,
Before my intellectual Sight
In solemn Pomp ascend:
O tell how trifling now appears
The Train of idle Hopes and Fears
That varying Life attend.
Ye faithless Idols of our Sense,
Here own how vain your fond Pretence,
Ye empty Names of Joy!
Your transient Forms like Shadows pass,
Frail Offspring of the magic Glass,
Before the mental Eye.
The dazzling Colours, falsely bright,
Attract the gazing vulgar Sight
With superficial State:
Thro' Reason's clearer Optics view'd,
How stript of all it's Pomp, how rude
Appears the painted Cheat.
(pp. 80-1)",2014-07-15 16:04:26 UTC,"Melancholy's ""transient Forms like Shadows pass, / Frail Offspring of the magic Glass, / Before the mental Eye.""",2011-06-23 04:17:33 UTC,"",Mind's Eye,,Mirror,"",Reading,18775,6964
"The Priest this morn, with ev'ry Art endu'd,
Th'accursed purpose hath again renew'd;
""Be ours,"" he cries, ""our better Faith embrace,
""And live Preserver of your falling Race.
""Tho' yet misled, stand forth the Child of Rome,
""The Queen, in mercy, will avert your doom.""
Merciful Queen!--Yet since thus greatly kind,
Tell us what mercy shall th'Apostate find?
Thy royal mandate may decide our fates,
But Peace alone on conscious Duty waits;
Who wars against it, does the work of hell,
And arms a demon he can never quell;
Whose shafts receiv'd, search the wide globe around,
Nor herb, nor balsam heals the fatal wound.
Bear back, false Winchester, thy proffer'd Bliss,
Weigh Crowns and Kingdoms with a deed like this,
Far, far too light in Wisdom's eye they seem,
Nor shake the scale, while Reason holds the beam.--
And can the, Guilford, deem me sunk so low,
So fondly wedded to this world of woe,
To think her bounty would my fears entice
To purchase fleeting breath at such a price?
Which when obtain'd, the poor precarious toy
A thousand ills might weaken, or destroy?--
No--Since I'm sworn a Sister to Mischance,
Let the Clouds gather, let the Storm advance,
Unmov'd, its bursting horrors I'll defy,
And steady to my Faith a Martyr die.
For Life's, alas! too like the transient Rose,
Which oft is blasted the same day it blows;
Its beauty from the wind a blight receives,
Or some foul canker taints its crimson Leaves!
Nor judge it hard to fall an early Flow'r,
Rescu'd perchance from some tempest'uous Shower,
From noxious Vapours arm'd with force to kill,
The noontide Sunbeam, or the ev'ning's Chill.
Howe'er the thought appal, Death's gloomy road
By ev'ry mortal foot must once be trod!
Deep thro' the vale of tears Man's journey lies,
And sorrow best prepares him for the Skies!--
O then, my Husband, I conjure thee, hear,
If Suffolk's Daughter e'er to Thee was dear,
By ev'ry wish of happiness to come,
By ev'ry hope beyond the mould'ring Tomb;
If anxious that thy better fame should soar,
And shine applauded when the man's no more:
Let not the wily Churchman win thine ear,
Or sooth thy weakness by his fraudful care;
But arm'd with Constancy's unfailing shield,
As God's own soldier valiant, scorn to yield.
So when Religion, stript of each disguise,
In ancient purity again shall rise,
To her true throne once more shall be restor'd,
And rule by Reason, stronger than the Sword,
(vol. II, pp. 20-4)
",2013-11-13 04:55:20 UTC,"""Bear back, false Winchester, thy proffer'd Bliss, / Weigh Crowns and Kingdoms with a deed like this, / Far, far too light in Wisdom's eye they seem, / Nor shake the scale, while Reason holds the beam.""",2011-07-15 14:48:59 UTC,"","",2005-08-17,Eye,"Deleted and reattached: Record created on 2004-06-17 00:00:00 UTC. Record last updated on 2009-09-14 19:39:16 UTC. Last reviewed 2005-08-17. The duplicate entries were numbered 5110 and 5113; I moved this metaphor from 5113.
Confirmed in ECCO. ",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),18889,5110
"PSAL. 63. Deus, Deus meus.
O God, thou art my God: early will I seek thee.
2 My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh also longeth after thee: in a barren and dry land, where no water is.
3 Thus have I looked for thee in holiness: that I might behold thy power and glory. [...]
",2012-01-23 22:20:01 UTC,"""My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh also longeth after thee: in a barren and dry land, where no water is.""",2012-01-23 22:20:01 UTC,The 12. Day. Psalms.,"",,"","",Reading in Google Books,19524,7175