work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4272,"",Reading,2004-07-06 00:00:00 UTC,"After the Count had gone some few Paces, he planted himself behind a Thicket, which, while it hid him, gave the Opportunity of observing them; and when he found the Coast clear, rush'd out, and with unhurting Gripe, seiz'd once more on the unguarded Prey. Blest turn of Fortune, (said he in a Rapture) Happy, happy Moment! -- Lost, lost Melliora, (said she) unhappy Maid! --Oh why, my Lord, this quick Return! This is no Place to answer thee, (resum'd he, taking her in his Arms, and bearing her behind that Thicket, where he himself had stood.) 'Twas in vain for her to resist, if she had had the Power over her Inclinations; 'till he, setting her softly down, and beginning to Caress her in the manner he had done when she was in Bed, she assum'd Strength enough to raise herself a little, and catching hold of his transgressing Hands, laid her Face on them, and bath'd them in a Shower of Tears: O! D'elmont(said she) cruel D'elmont! Will you then take Advantage of my Weakness? I confess I feel for you a Passion, far beyond all, that yet ever bore the Name of Love; and that I can no longer withstand the too powerful Magick of your Eyes, nor deny any Thing that charming Tongue can ask; but now's the Time to prove your self a Heroe! subdue your self, as you have conquer'd me! be satisfied with vanquishing my Soul, fix there your Throne, but leave my Honour free! Life of my Life (cry'd he) wound me no more by such untimely Sorrows: I cannot bear thy Tears, by Heaven they sink into my Soul, and quite unman me; but tell me (continued he, tenderly kissing her) couldst thou, with all this Love, this charming-- something more than Softness--cou'dst thou, I say, consent to see me pale and dead, stretch'd at thy Feet, consum'd with inward Burnings, rather than blest, than rais'd by Love and thee, to all a Deity in thy Embraces? For Oh! believe me when I swear, that 'tis impossible to live without thee. No more, no more, (said she, letting her Hand fall gently on his Breast) too easily I guess thy Sufferings by my own; but yet D'elmont 'tis better to die in Innocence, than to live in Guilt. Oh! why (resum'd he, sighing as if his Heart would burst) shou'd what we can't avoid be call'd a Crime? Be Witness for me Heaven! how much I have struggled with this rising passion, even to Madness struggled!--but in vain; the mounting Flame blazes the more, the more I would suppress it--my very Soul's on fire--I cannot bear it-- Oh, Melliora! didst thou but know the thousandth Part of what this Moment I endure, the strong Convulsions of my warring Thoughts, thy Heart, steel'd as it is, and frosted round with Virtue, wou'd burst its icy Shield, and melt in Tears of Blood, to pity me. Unkind and Cruel! (answer'd she) do I not partake them then? --Do I not bear, at least, an equal Share in all your Agonies? Have you no Charms--or have not I a Heart? --A most susceptible and tender Heart? -- Yes, you may feel it throb, it beats against my Breast, like an imprison'd Bird, and fain would burst it's Cage! to fly to you, the Aim of all its Wishes! --Oh, D'elmont! --With these Words she sunk wholly into his Arms, unable to speak more: Nor was he less dissolv'd in Rapture, both their Souls seem'd to take Wing together, and left their Bodies motionless, as unworthy to bear a Part in their more elevated Bliss.
(pp. 102-4)",,11164,"","""Be Witness for me Heaven! how much I have struggled with this rising passion, even to Madness struggled!--but in vain; the mounting Flame blazes the more, the more I would suppress it--my very Soul's on fire.""","",2009-12-28 05:55:17 UTC,Part 2
4378,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2005-09-06 00:00:00 UTC,"Love's an heroick Passion, which can find No room in any base degen'rate Mind: It kindles all the Soul with Honour's Fire, To make the Lover worthy his Desire.
Dryden",,11504,•Cross-reference and find original Dryden quote. REVISIT.
,"""Love's an heroick Passion, which can find No room in any base degen'rate Mind: It kindles all the Soul with Honour's Fire, To make the Lover worthy his Desire.""","",2010-07-01 20:37:14 UTC,Title Page
4864,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2004-11-17 00:00:00 UTC,"Any one may judge what a heart, possessed of so sincere and honourable a flame, as that of mr. Trueworth's, must feel, to see the beloved object so intimate with a common prostitute; it shall suffice therefore to say, that his anxieties were such as prevented him from being able to recover himself enough to speak to miss Betsy on that subject, as he would do; he forbore mentioning it at all, and said very little to her on any other, while they were in the coach, and having seen her safe into mr. Goodman's house, took his leave, and went home, where he passed a night of more vexation than he ever had before experienced.
(pp. 97-8)",,12986,"","A heart may be possessed of a ""sincere and honourable flame""","",2009-09-14 19:37:37 UTC,"Volume II, chapt. 9"
4892,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""conque"" in HDIS (Prose)",2005-01-20 00:00:00 UTC,"On this they all cried to her not to keep them in supence;--'I will not, resumed she,--and hope you will not think me too vain a boaster, when I tell you at once that I have made a new conquest,--have gain'd a heart all flaming and adoration,--a lover who for my sake has done such things as I believe no man besides himself ever did or would do.'",,13141,•I've included twice: Conquest and Flame,"One may make a new conquest and gain ""a heart all flaming and adoration""","",2009-09-14 19:37:49 UTC,"Vol III, Chapt. 25"
4892,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2005-06-03 00:00:00 UTC,"A young amorous heart, I think, may with some analogy be compared to tinder, as it is ready to take fire from every spark that falls;--how cool soever Jemmy might have been some moments before, this sight sufficed to revive the glowing embers of desire, and made him think it would not become him to neglect totally so kind and fair a creature.",,13170,"","""A young amorous heart, I think, may with some analogy be compared to tinder, as it is ready to take fire from every spark that falls""","",2009-09-14 19:37:54 UTC,"Vol 2, Chapt. 28"
6508,"",Reading,2009-03-31 00:00:00 UTC,"Here the feigned Widow ended her sorrowful Tale, which had been several Times interrupted by a Parenthesis of Sighs and Groans; and Beauplaisir, with a complaisant and tender Air, assur'd her of his Readiness to serve her in Things of much greater Consequence than what she desir'd of him; and told her, it would be an Impossibility of denying a Place in his Chariot to a Lady, who he could not behold without yielding one in his Heart. She answered the Compliments he made her but with Tears, which seem'd to stream in such abundance from her Eyes, that she could not keep her Handkerchief from her Face one Moment. Being come into the Chariot, Beauplaisir said a thousand handsome Things to perswade her from giving way to so violent a Grief, which, he told her, would not only be distructive to her Beauty, but likewise her Health. But all his Endeavours for Consolement appear'd ineffectual, and he began to think he should have but a dull Journey, in the Company of one who seem'd so obstinately devoted to the Memory of her dead Husband, that there was no getting a Word from her on any other Theme: -- But bethinking himself of the celebrated Story of the Ephesian Matron, it came into his Head to make Tryal, she who seem'd equally susceptible of Sorrow, might not also be so too of Love; and having began a Discourse on almost every other Topick, and finding her still in capable of answering, resolv'd to put it to the Proof, if this would have no more Effect to rouze her sleeping Spirits: -- With a gay Air, therefore, though accompany'd with the greatest Modesty and Respect, he turned the Conversation, as though without Design, on that Joy-giving Passion, and soon discover'd that was indeed the Subject she was best pleas'd to be entertained with; for on his giving her a Hint to begin upon, never any Tongue run more voluble than hers, on the prodigious Power it had to influence the Souls of those possess'd of it, to Actions even the most distant from their Intentions, Principles, or Humours. -- From that she pass'd to a Description of the Happiness of mutual Affection; -- the unspeakable Extasy of those who meet with equal Ardency; and represented it in Colours so lively, and disclos'd by the Gestures with which her Words were accompany'd, and the Accent of her Voice so true a Feeling of what she said, that Beauplaisir, without being as stupid, as he was really the contrary, could not avoid perceiving there were Seeds of Fire, not yet extinguish'd, in this fair Widow's Soul, which wanted but the kindling Breath of tender Sighs to light into a Blaze. -- He now thought himself as fortunate, as some Moments before he had the Reverse; and doubted not, but, that before they parted, he should find a Way to dry the Tears of this lovely Mourner, to the Satisfaction of them both. He did not, however, offer, as he had done to Fantomina and Celia, to urge his Passion directly to her, but by a thousand little softning Artifices, which he well knew how to use, gave her leave to guess he was enamour'd. When they came to the Inn where they were to lie, he declar'd himself somewhat more freely, and perceiving she did not resent it past Forgiveness, grew more encroaching still: -- He now took the Liberty of kissing away her Tears, and catching the Sighs as they issued from her Lips; telling her if Grief was infectious, he was resolv'd to have his Share; protesting he would gladly exchange Passions with her, and be content to bear her Load of Sorrow, if she would as willingly ease the Burden of his Love. -- She said little in answer to the strenuous Pressures with which at last he ventur'd to enfold her, but not thinking it Decent, for the Character she had assum'd, to yeild so suddenly, and unable to deny both his and her own Inclinations, she counterfeited a fainting, and fell motionless upon his Breast. -- He had no great Notion that she was in a real Fit, and the Room they supp'd in happening to have a Bed in it, he took her in his Arms and laid her on it, believing, that whatever her Distemper was, that was the most proper Place to convey her to. -- He laid himself down by her, and endeavour'd to bring her to herself; and she was too grateful to her kind Physician at her returning Sense, to remove from the Posture he had put her in, without his Leave.",,17317,Seeds of Fire is a mixed metaphor. I've included twice: Seed and Fire.,"""From that she pass'd to a Description of the Happiness of mutual Affection; -- the unspeakable Extasy of those who meet with equal Ardency; and represented it in Colours so lively, and disclos'd by the Gestures with which her Words were accompany'd, and the Accent of her Voice so true a Feeling of what she said, that Beauplaisir, without being as stupid, as he was really the contrary, could not avoid perceiving there were Seeds of Fire, not yet extinguish'd, in this fair Widow's Soul, which wanted but the kindling Breath of tender Sighs to light into a Blaze.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:46 UTC,""
4272,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-30 16:47:54 UTC,"Unworthy of the Happiness design'd you! Is it thus that you return the Condescension of a Lady? How fabulous is Report, which speaks those of your Country, warm and full of amorous Desires?--Thou sure, art colder than the bleak northern Islanders--Dull, stupid Wretch! insensible of every Passion which give Lustre to the Soul, and distinguish Man from Brute! --Without Gratitude!--Without Love!--Without Desire--Dead, even to Curiosity!--How I cou'd despise thee for this Narrowness of Mind, were there not something in thy Eyes and Mien which assure me, that this negligent Behaviour is but affected; and that there are within thy Breast, some Seeds of hidden Fire, which want but the Influence of Charms, more potent perhaps than you have yet beheld, to kindle into Blaze. Make haste then to be enliven'd, for I flatter myself 'tis in my Power to work this Wonder, and long to inspire so lovely a Form with Sentiments only worthy of it. --The Bearer of this, is a Person who I dare confide in--Delay not to come with him; for when once you are taught what 'tis to love, you'll not be ignorant that doubtful Expectation is the worst of Racks, and from your own Experience, pity what I feel, thus chill'd with Doubt, yet burning with Desire.
(p. 153)",,21331,"","""How I cou'd despise thee for this Narrowness of Mind, were there not something in thy Eyes and Mien which assure me, that this negligent Behaviour is but affected; and that there are within thy Breast, some Seeds of hidden Fire, which want but the Influence of Charms, more potent perhaps than you have yet beheld, to kindle into Blaze.""","",2013-06-30 16:47:54 UTC,""
7687,"",Searching in WWO,2013-09-23 20:48:03 UTC,"That Ypre, which inspires the Lust of arbitrary Sway, now twisted its envenom'd Tail round the Heart of Eovaai; and, in an instant, erased all the Maxims the wise Eojaeu had endeavoured to establissh there: so easy is it for the best Natures to be perverted, when Example rouses up the Sparks of some darling Inclination. She despised the Lessons of her Youth; looked on it as a Meanness of Spirit, to study for the Good of Inferiors; and considering Subjects as Slaves, thought it the just Prerogative of the Monarch, to dispose at pleasure all their Lives and Properties. As she was in this little Resvery, the Doors flew open, and the King appeared, seated on a Throne, blazing with Jewels brought from all Parts of the habitable Earth; the servile Throng immediately fell prostrate, crying with one Voice, Long live Oeros, and his great Minister Ochihatou. This Salutation his Majesty returned with a little declining of his Head, in token of Approbation; for since his receiving the enchanted Feather from Ochihatou, he had not opened his Lips to any Subject but himself. Then the Courtiers retired, and the Lover of Eovaai presented her to the King in a manner, which secured her a Reception every way flattering to her now high-rais'd Ambition.",,22825,"","""That Ypre, which inspires the Lust of arbitrary Sway, now twisted its envenom'd Tail round the Heart of Eovaai; and, in an instant, erased all the Maxims the wise Eojaeu had endeavoured to establish there: so easy is it for the best Natures to be perverted, when Example rouses up the Sparks of some darling Inclination.""",Writing,2013-09-23 20:48:03 UTC,""
7687,"",Searching in WWO,2013-09-23 20:48:56 UTC,"This Entertainment ended, and the Performers withdrawn, the Noblemen, who had all this time been toying with the Ladies, rose up, and every one singling out his favourite Fair, formed a kind of antick Dance. Ochihatou taking Eovaai by the Hand, would needs have her mingle with them: She at first excused herself as being no Proficient in the Art; but he would not be denied: and as she could do nothing which had not in it a peculiar Grace, the Sweetness of her Motions, join'd to the Liberties the Example of others seem'd to authorize him to take with her, added new Fires to his already too much enflam'd Bosom. Over these Revels the Ypre of loose Desires presided: All Sense of Shame, all Modesty was banished thence; not a Man but discovered himself ready to ravish what his kind Partner shewed an equal Propensity to grant; they ran, they flew into each other's Arms, and exchanged such Kisses, as the chaste Reader can have no Idea of. And the Princess of Ijaveo having now lost all that could be a Curb to Nature, scrupled not to do as she beheld others of her Sex; and great Part of the Assembly going out in Pairs, suffered herself to be drawn by the impatient Ochihatou into a Garden behind the Palace; where, as they walked, he entertained her with the most passionate Discourses, interspersed with others, which served as Baits for her Ambition. Oeros, said he, is old; he is without Children, or any immediate Successor. Whenever he dies, the Measures I have taken, will infallibly make the Crown devolve on me; it will then be in my power to reduce your rebellious Subjects, and Hypotofa and Ijaveo united, will form one of the greatest Empires in the World. What Wives I have, though the Custom of this Country allows as many as we please, I will be divorced from, and the Divine Eovaai shall reign sole and absolute Queen of my Soul, and all its Faculties, as well as of the adoring Nations. ",,22826,"","""She at first excused herself as being no Proficient in the Art; but he would not be denied: and as she could do nothing which had not in it a peculiar Grace, the Sweetness of her Motions, join'd to the Liberties the Example of others seem'd to authorize him to take with her, added new Fires to his already too much enflam'd Bosom.""","",2013-09-23 20:48:56 UTC,""