work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context 7408,"",Reading,2013-06-11 17:29:17 UTC,"Enthusiastic this? then all are weak,
But rank enthusiasts. To this godlike height
Some souls have soar'd, or martyrs ne'er had bled:
And all may do what has by man been done.
Who, beaten by these sublunary storms,
Boundless, interminable joys can weigh,
Unraptured, unexalted, uninflamed?
What slave, unbless'd, who from to-morrow's dawn
Expects an empire? He forgets his chain,
And, throned in thought, his absent sceptre waves.

(ll. 603-612, p. 164 in CUP edition)",,20526,"","""What slave, unbless'd, who from to-morrow's dawn / Expects an empire? He forgets his chain, / And, throned in thought, his absent sceptre waves.""",Fetters and Throne,2013-06-11 17:29:17 UTC,Night the Sixth