work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4153,Innate ideas,"Searching ""mind"" and ""law"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-04-20 00:00:00 UTC," Know, hardy Atheists, who insulting say
Some populous Realms to Gods no Homage pay,
And therefore Nature's universal Law
Imprints not on the Mind Religious Awe;
That those, who no superior Being own,
Are more from Beasts by Shape, than Reason known.
",2011-10-20,10698,"•Cross-reference: Locke and argument about innate idea of God. See also Locke's use of mandrills (""drills"") and changelings.","""Know, hardy Atheists, who insulting say / Some populous Realms to Gods no Homage pay, / And therefore Nature's universal Law / Imprints not on the Mind Religious Awe; / That those, who no superior Being own, / Are more from Beasts by Shape, than Reason known.""",Court and Impressions,2011-10-20 16:22:20 UTC,""
4167,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-05-18 00:00:00 UTC,"These Out-guards of the Mind are sent abroad,
And still patrolling beat the neighb'ring Road:
Or to the Parts remote obedient fly,
Keep Posts advanc'd, and on the Frontier lye.
The watchful Centinels at ev'ry Gate,
At ev'ry Passage to the Senses wait.
Still travel to and fro the Nervous way,
And their Impressions to the Brain convey,
Where their Report the Vital Envoys make,
And with new Orders are remanded back.
Quick, as a darted Beam of Light, they go,
Thro' diff'rent Paths to diff'rent Organs flow,
Whence they reflect as swiftly to the Brain,
To give it Pleasure, or to give it Pain.
(VI, ll. 670-683, pp. 305-6)",,10784,"","""Still travel to and fro the Nervous way, / And their Impressions to the Brain convey, / Where their Report the Vital Envoys make, / And with new Orders are remanded back.""",Inhabitants,2013-08-07 14:45:08 UTC,Book VI
7497,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-01 14:37:13 UTC,"'I have describ'd her Garb (said Olimpia smiling, and pointing to a large Looking-glass that hung in the Closet) but you must look in yonder Mirrour to see her Person. Melora blush'd, and Olimpia went on.' The Prince, at this moment, banish'd from his Breast the Idea of all the Court-Beauties he had ever seen, and gaz'd on this Master-piece of Nature so long, till he had imprinted Cordelia's Image too deep for time ever to deface. Whilst the Ladies, far from guessing at an Observer, finish'd their Walk, and went in, leaving Alphonsus like one who had seen a Vision, all surpriz'd. When he began to think, he summons his rambling Humour to his aid, and the improbability of obtaining his desires. This, and much more, he thought, but all in vain; her Shape, her Mien, her charming Face; then her noble Mind surpassing all, secured him her Slave for ever. He resolv'd a thousand Projects in his working Brain, which way to obtain access to her. Sometimes he tormented himself, because he had not spoke to her when she was there; now pleas'd with the hopes she would return. In these restless Cogitations he spent most part of the day. As the Evening began to approach, Don Castro who had often visited the outside of the Wall, was in a great Consternation; he fear'd some mischief had befaln the Prince; and knew not what Method to take to be satisfy'd. At last not being able to remain longer in suspence of his safety, he went boldly to the Front of the House, and knock'd at the Gate: the Porter came, and when he had open'd it, says Don Castro; 'Pray, Friend, what is become of a Gentleman that came this morning into your Garden? If your have done mischief to him, all your Lives, even to the highest of your Family, must answer it.'
(pp. 35-7)",,21338,"","""The Prince, at this moment, banish'd from his Breast the Idea of all the Court-Beauties he had ever seen, and gaz'd on this Master-piece of Nature so long, till he had imprinted Cordelia's Image too deep for time ever to deface.""",Impressions,2013-07-01 14:37:13 UTC,""
4193,"",LION,2013-08-17 22:28:36 UTC,"CHAUCER
But just arriv'd--Absence, Mrs. Busie, has not been able to deface the Impressions of Love,--and still the Lady Myrtilla reigns in my Bosom, haunts my waking Thoughts, and is ever present in my Dreams.--I think, I talk, I write of nothing but her.
(I.i, p. 7)",,22313,"","""But just arriv'd--Absence, Mrs. Busie, has not been able to deface the Impressions of Love,--and still the Lady Myrtilla reigns in my Bosom, haunts my waking Thoughts, and is ever present in my Dreams.""","",2013-08-17 22:28:36 UTC,"Act I, scene i"