text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"But what hurt her most was, that in reality she had not so entirely conquered her Passion; the little God lay lurking in her Heart, tho' Anger and Disdain so hoodwinked her, that she could not see him. She was a thousand times on the very Brink of revoking the Sentence she had passed against the poor Youth. Love became his Advocate, and whispered many things in his favour. Honour likewise endeavoured to vindicate his Crime, and Pity to mitigate his Punishment; on the other side, Pride and Revenge spoke as loudly against him: and thus the poor Lady was tortured with Perplexity; opposite Passions distracting and tearing her Mind different ways.
(pp. 51-2)",2009-09-14 19:36:59 UTC,"""But what hurt her most was, that in reality she had not so entirely conquered her Passion; the little God lay lurking in her Heart, tho' Anger and Disdain so hoodwinked her, that she could not see him""",2004-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"Vol I, bk i, chapt. 8","",,"",•Interesting passage. I've included twice: Conquest and Inhabitant.,"Searching ""conque"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Prose); found again searching ""conque"" and ""passion""",12443,4718
"Thus ambition grasps
The empire of the soul: thus pale revenge
Unsheaths her murderous dagger; and the hands
Of lust and rapine, with unholy arts,
Watch to o'erturn the barrier of the laws
That keeps them from their prey: thus all the plagues
The wicked bear, or o'er the trembling scene
The tragic muse discloses, under shapes
Of honour, safety, pleasure, ease or pomp,
Stole first into the mind. Yet not by all
Those lying forms which fancy in the brain
Engenders, are the kindling passions driven,
To guilty deeds; nor reason bound in chains,
That vice alone may lord it: oft adorn'd
With solemn pageants, folly mounts the throne,
And plays her idiot-anticks, like a queen.
A thousand garbs she wears; a thousand ways
She wheels her giddy empire.
(p. 73-4, Bk. III, ll. 53-70)",2011-06-11 13:50:58 UTC,"""[T]hus pale revenge / Unsheaths her murderous dagger; and the hands / Of lust and rapine, with unholy arts, / Watch to o'erturn the barrier of the laws / That keeps them from their prey: thus all the plagues / The wicked bear, or o'er the trembling scene / The tragic muse discloses, under shapes / Of honour, safety, pleasure, ease or pomp, / Stole first into the mind.""",2009-09-14 19:40:47 UTC,Book III,"",2011-06-11,Empire,2003-10-23,HDIS (Poetry),14393,5366
"Throughout mankind, the Christian kind at least,
There dwells a consciousness in every breast,
That folly ends where genuine hope begins,
And he that finds his heaven must lose his sins.
Nature opposes with her utmost force
This riving stroke, this ultimate divorce,
And, while religion seems to be her view,
Hates with a deep sincerity the true:
For this, of all that ever influenced man,
Since Abel worshipp'd, or the world began,
This only spares no lust, admits no plea,
But makes him, if at all, completely free;
Sounds forth the signal, as she mounts her car,
Of an eternal, universal war;
Rejects all treaty, penetrates all wiles,
Scorns with the same indifference frowns and smiles,
Drives through the realms of Sin, where Riot reels,
And grinds his crown beneath her burning wheels!
Hence all that is in man, pride, passion, art,
Powers of the mind , and feelings of the heart,
Insensible of Truth's almighty charms,
Starts at her first approach, and sounds to arms!
While Bigotry, with well dissembled fears,
His eyes shut fast, his fingers in his ears,
Mighty to parry and push by God's word
With senseless noise, his argument the sword,
Pretends a zeal for godliness and grace,
And spits abhorrence in the Christian's face.
(ll. 635-62, p. 333)",2011-07-14 19:45:02 UTC,"""Hence all that is in man, pride, passion, art, / Powers of the mind , and feelings of the heart, / Insensible of Truth's almighty charms, / Starts at her first approach, and sounds to arms!""",2003-12-16 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","•Like many 'War' metaphors this is a kind of 'Population' metaphor.
•REVISIT. This and previous: I can't make out the pronoun reference with confidence. ",HDIS (Poetry),14866,5562
"The passions are a num'rous crowd,
Imperious, positive, and loud:
Curb these licentious sons of strife;
Hence chiefly rise the storms of life:
If they grow mutinous, and rave,
They are thy masters, thou their slave.
(Cf. p. 49 in 1751 ed. [p. 51 in 2nd ed.])",2014-08-29 17:03:52 UTC,"""The passions are a num'rous crowd, / Imperious, positive, and loud: / Curb these licentious sons of strife; / Hence chiefly rise the storms of life: / If they grow mutinous, and rave, / They are thy masters, thou their slave.""",2010-07-14 17:58:25 UTC,Content. Vision IV.,Rule of Passion,,Fetters and Inhabitants,INTEREST. RICH passage.,"Searching in HDIS (Poetry); found again searching ""passion"" and ""crowd"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO.
",17951,5751
"COME, Epictetus, arm my breast
With thy impenetrable steel,
No more the wounds of grief to feel,
Nor mourn, by others' woes deprest.
O teach my trembling heart,
To scorn Affliction's dart!
Teach me to mock the tyrant Pain!
For see, around me stand
A dreadful murd'rous band!
I fly their cruel pow'r in vain!
Here lurks DISTEMPER's horrid train
And there the PASSIONS lift their flaming brands;
These with fell rage my helpless body tear,
While those, with daring hands,
Against th' immortal soul their impious weapons rear.
(p. 184)",2011-06-17 16:44:15 UTC,"Here lurks DISTEMPER's horrid train / And there the PASSIONS lift their flaming brands; / These with fell rage my helpless body tear, / While those, with daring hands, / Against th' immortal soul their impious weapons rear.""",2011-06-17 16:42:58 UTC,Stanza I,Psychomachia,,"","",Reading,18718,6947
"But if the African kings could be capable of such injustice, what vices are there, that their consciences would restrain, or what enormities, that we might not expect to be committed? When men once consent to be unjust, they lose, at the same instant with their virtue, a considerable portion of that sense of shame, which, till then, had been found a successful protector against the sallies of vice. From that awful period, almost every expectation is forlorn: the heart is left unguarded: its great protector is no more: the vices therefore, which so long encompassed it in vain, obtain an easy victory: in crouds they pour into the defenceless avenues, and take possession of the soul: there is nothing now too vile for them to meditate, too impious to perform. Such was the situation of the despotick sovereigns of Africa. They had once ventured to pass the bounds of virtue, and they soon proceeded to enormity. This was particularly conspicuous in that general conduct, which they uniformly observed, after any unsuccesful conflict. Influenced only by the venal motives of European traffick, they first made war upon the neighbouring tribes, contrary to every principle of justice; and if, by the flight of the enemy, or by other contingencies, they were disappointed of their prey, they made no hesitation of immediately turning their arms against their own subjects. The first villages they came to, were always marked on this occasion, as the first objects of their avarice. They were immediately surrounded, were afterwards set on fire, and the wretched inhabitants seized, as they were escaping from the flames. These, consisting of whole families, fathers, brothers, husbands, wives, and children, were instantly driven in chains to the merchants, and consigned to slavery.
(I.viii)",2011-08-29 20:24:15 UTC,"""From that awful period, almost every expectation is forlorn: the heart is left unguarded: its great protector is no more: the vices therefore, which so long encompassed it in vain, obtain an easy victory: in crouds they pour into the defenceless avenues, and take possession of the soul: there is nothing now too vile for them to meditate, too impious to perform.""",2011-08-29 20:24:15 UTC,"Part I, Chapter viii",Psychomachia,,Inhabitants,"",Reading,19103,6753
"O treacherous Conscience! while she seems to sleep
On rose and myrtle, lull'd with siren song;
While she seems, nodding o'er her charge, to drop
On headlong appetite the slacken'd rein,
And give us up to licence, unrecall'd,
Unmark'd,---see, from behind her secret stand,
The sly informer minutes every fault,
And her dread diary with horror fills.
Not the gross act alone employs her pen;
She reconnoitres Fancy's airy band,
A watchful foe! the formidable spy,
Listening, o'erhears the whispers of our camp;
Our dawning purposes of heart explores,
And steals our embryos of iniquity.
As all-rapacious usurers conceal
Their Doomsday-book from all-consuming heirs;
Thus, with indulgence most severe, she treats
Us spendthrifts of inestimable time;
Unnoted, notes each moment misapplied;
In leaves more durable than leaves of brass,
Writes our whole history; which Death shall read
In every pale delinquent's private ear;
And Judgment publish; publish to more worlds
Than this; and endless Age in groans resound.
Lorenzo, such that sleeper in thy breast!
Such is her slumber; and her vengeance such
For slighted counsel; such thy future peace!
And think'st thou still thou canst be wise too soon?
(ll. 256-283, pp. 57-8 in CUP edition)",2013-06-05 21:02:12 UTC,"""Not the gross act alone employs her pen; / She reconnoitres Fancy's airy band, / A watchful foe! the formidable spy, / Listening, o'erhears the whispers of our camp; / Our dawning purposes of heart explores, / And steals our embryos of iniquity.""",2013-06-05 21:02:12 UTC,Night the Second,"",,Inhabitants,"",Reading,20402,7400
"""Why life, a moment? infinite, desire?
""Our wish, eternity? our home, the grave?
""Heaven's promise dormant lies in human hope;
""Who wishes life immortal, proves it too.
""Why happiness pursued, though never found?
""Man's thirst of happiness declares It is ;
""(For Nature never gravitates to nought;)
""That thirst unquench'd declares, It is not here.
""My Lucia, thy Clarissa, call to thought.
""Why cordial friendship riveted so deep,
""(As hearts, to pierce at first, at parting rend,)
""If friend and friendship vanish in an hour?
""Is not this Torment in the mask of Joy?
""Why by Reflection marr'd the joys of Sense?
""Why Past and Future preying on our hearts,
""And putting all our present joys to death?
""Why labours Reason? Instinct were as well;
""Instinct, far better; what can choose, can err:
""O how infallible the thoughtless brute!
""'Twere well His Holiness were half as sure.
""Reason with Inclination why at war?
""Why sense of guilt? Why Conscience up in arms?""
(ll. 606-627, pp. 194-5 in CUP edition)",2013-06-12 17:28:23 UTC,"""""Reason with Inclination why at war? / Why sense of guilt? Why Conscience up in arms?""",2013-06-12 17:28:23 UTC,Night the Seventh,"",,Inhabitants,"",Reading,20574,7411
"Such, however, was the opinion Mrs. Stafford conceived of his honour and his understanding, that she had no apprehension that he would attempt imparting to the heart of Emmeline any portion of that pain with which his own was penetrated; and she hoped that absence and reflection, together with the conviction of it's being hopeless, would conquer this infant passion before it could gather strength wholly to ruin his repose.
(III, pp. 149-50).",2013-06-14 04:55:06 UTC,"""she hoped that absence and reflection, together with the conviction of it's being hopeless, would conquer this infant passion before it could gather strength wholly to ruin his repose.""",2013-06-14 04:55:06 UTC,"","",,Empire and Inhabitants,"",Searching in C-H Lion,20667,7439
"To win the passions, therefore, over to the cause of virtue, answers a much nobler end than their extinction would possibly do, even if that could be effected. But it is their nature never to observe a neutrality; they are either rebels or auxiliaries, and an enemy subdued is an ally obtained.
If I may be allowed to change the allusion so soon, I would say, that the passions also resemble fires, which are friendly and beneficial when under proper direction, but if suffered to blaze without restraint, they carry devastation along with them, and, if totally extinguished, leave the benighted mind in a state of cold and comfortless inanity.
(pp. 155-6)",2013-10-16 17:08:42 UTC,"""But it is their nature never to observe a neutrality; they are either rebels or auxiliaries, and an enemy subdued is an ally obtained.""",2013-10-16 17:08:42 UTC,Thoughts on the Cultivation of the Heart and Temper in the Education of Daughters,"",,Inhabitants,"",ECCO-TCP,23018,7738