work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5710,"","Searching ""rule"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Drama)",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"SIR JOHN.
And can you persist after this, my Lord?--don't --for my sake don't.--
LORD
A passion like mine, makes the heart rebellious--it will love on--it will hope, in spite of the rules cold reason dictates.
SIR JOHN
I know my uncle is impatient for my return, and therefore I cannot remain any longer here--but I am sorry to leave you--very sorry to leave you in this situation, indeed, my Lord--Now promise to get the better of your passion--it will make me much happier if you will.
LORD
I can promise nothing--why don't you go to your uncle?
SIR JOHN
I am going--I must go, or he'll never pardon it.
(II.i)",,15238,"","""A passion like mine, makes the heart rebellious--it will love on--it will hope, in spite of the rules cold reason dictates""","",2013-03-23 20:52:39 UTC,"Act II, Scene i"
5721,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""stranger"" in HDIS (Drama)",2006-03-06 00:00:00 UTC,"DUSHM.
I shall enter the forest, be assured, only through respect for its pious inhabitants; not from any inclination for the daughter of a hermit. How far am I raised above a girl educated among antelopes; a girl, whose heart must ever be a stranger to love! The tale was invented for my diversion.",,15251,"","""How far am I raised above a girl educated among antelopes; a girl, whose heart must ever be a stranger to love!""",Inhabitants,2009-09-14 19:43:09 UTC,Act II
5721,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Drama)",2011-07-29 16:09:45 UTC,"DUSHMANTA
[aside]
What can I do in this retreat, since my darling has left it?
[musing and looking round]
Ah! my departure is happily delayed. Here lies her bracelet of flowers, exquisitely perfumed by the root of síura which had been spread on her bosom: it has fallen from her delicate wrist, and is become a new chain for my heart.
",,19053,"","""Here lies her bracelet of flowers, exquisitely perfumed by the root of síura which had been spread on her bosom: it has fallen from her delicate wrist, and is become a new chain for my heart.""",Fetters,2011-07-29 16:09:45 UTC,Act III