work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4045,"","Searching in HDIS (Poetry); text from ECCO-TCP, variants in later editions",2004-07-09 00:00:00 UTC,"We are a little Kingdom: But the Man
That chains his Rebel Will to Reasons Throne
Forms it a large one, ATWOOD, whilst his Mind
Makes Heaven its Council, from the Rolls above
Draws his own Statutes, and with Joy obeys.
(p. 147 in 1706 ed.)",,10478,"•Book II. Sacred to Vertue, Honour and Friendship
•INTEREST. This is a perfect little collection of government metaphors.
•I've included 3 times in Government: Kingdom, Throne, Chain
•Updated text to match 1727 edition in ECCO. 2011-05-26
•But am now discovering variant:
We are a little Kingdom; but the Man
That chains his Rebel Will to Reason's Throne,
Forms it a large one, whilst his Royal Mind
Makes Heaven its Council, from the Rolls above
Draws his own Statutes, and with Joy obeys.
(p. 188-9 [in 1727?])","""We are a little Kingdom; But the Man / That chains his Rebel Will to Reasons Throne, / Forms it a large one.""",Throne and Fetters,2014-06-30 20:01:05 UTC,""
4054,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-04-08 00:00:00 UTC," 'Tis done. What Beams of Glory fall
(Rich Varnish of immortal Art)
To gild the bright Original!
'Tis done. The Muse has now perform'd her Part.
Bring down the Piece, Urania, from Above,
And let my HONOUR and my LOVE
Dress it with Chains of Gold to hang upon my Heart.
(p. 311)",2011-05-26,10496,Page 311 in 2nd edition. Book III. Sacred to the Memory of the Dead,"""Bring down the Piece,Urania, from Above, / And let my HONOUR and my LOVE / Dress it with Chains of Gold to hang upon my Heart.""",Fetters,2012-01-06 20:18:56 UTC,Stanza VI
4088,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2006-03-07 00:00:00 UTC,"'Happy the youth that finds the bride
'Whose birth is to his own ally'd,
'The sweetest joy of life:
'But oh the crowds of wretched souls
'Fetter'd to minds of different moulds,
'And chain'd t'eternal strife!'",2011-05-26,10533,"","""'But oh the crowds of wretched souls / 'Fetter'd to minds of different moulds, / 'And chain'd t'eternal strife!'""",Fetters,2011-05-26 19:48:34 UTC,"Book II. Sacred to Virtue, Honour, and Friendship"
7002,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again searching ""mind"" in C-H Lion's Poems on Affairs of State",2011-07-15 13:53:37 UTC," See next, Majestically Great,
The Founder of the Belgick State!
The Sun of Glory, which so bright
Beam'd on all the Darling Line,
Did, from its golden Urn of Light,
On William's Head redoubled shine;
His Youthful Looks diffus'd an Awe.
Charles, who had try'd the Race before,
And knew great Merits to explore,
When He his rising Virtue saw,
He put in Friendship's Noble Claim;
To his Imperial Court the Heroe brought,
And there by early Honours sought
Alliance with his future Fame.
O generous Sympathy, that binds
In Chains unseen the bravest Minds!
O Love to worthy Deeds, in all great Souls the same!
(p. 46)",,18885,"5 hits in ECCO: 1702, 1735, 1779, 1779-80, and 1790","""O generous Sympathy, that binds / In Chains unseen the bravest Minds!""",Fetters,2013-07-11 04:20:35 UTC,Stanza V
7003,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-15 14:25:14 UTC,"A Soul thus form'd, and such a Soul is here,
Needs not the dangerous Test of Riches fear,
But, unsubdu'd to Wealth, may safely stand,
And count o'er Heaps with an unsully'd Hand.
Heav'n that knew this, and where t'intrust its Store,
And blessing One, oft' blesses many more,
First gave a Will to give, then fitly join'd
A liberal Fortune to a liberal Mind.
With such a graceful Ease her Bounty flows;
She gives, and scarce that she's the Giver knows,
But seems receiving most, when she the most bestows.
Rich in her self, well may she value more
Her Wealth within, the Mind's immortal Store;
Passions subdu'd, and Knowledge free from Pride,
Good Humour, ever to good Sense ally'd,
Well-season'd Mirth, and Wisdom unsevere,
An equal Temper, and a Heart sincere;
Gifts that alone from Nature's Bounty flow,
Which Fortune may display, but not bestow;
For Wealth but sets the Picture more in Sight,
And brings the Beauties or the Faults to Light.
How true th'Esteem, that's founded in Desert?
How pleasing is the Tribute of the Heart?
Here willing Duty ne'er was paid in vain,
And e'en Dependence cannot feel its Chain,
Yet whom She thus sets free She closer binds,
(Affection is the Chain of grateful Minds)
And, doubly blessing her adopted Care,
Makes them her Virtues with her Fortune share,
Leads by Example, and by Kindness guards,
And raises first the Merit She rewards.
(vol. I, pp. 159-60)",,18886,"","""Affection is the Chain of grateful Minds.""",Fetters,2011-07-15 14:25:14 UTC,""
7015,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-19 19:49:04 UTC,"Ye happy minds, that free from mortal chains,
Possess the realms where boundless pleasure reigns,
That feel the force of those immortal fires,
And reach the bliss, to which my soul aspires;
Who meet, unveil'd, that radiant majesty,
Of which, to gain one transient glance, I'd die;
I charge you, by the boundless joys you feel,
My tender cares to my beloved tell;
Make all th' aspiring inclination known,
In such high strains as you describe your own;
In such exalted numbers as explain
The sacred flames which in your bosoms reign;
When all the heights of ecstasy you prove,
And breathe the raptures of immortal love.
O tell the glorious object, whom I prize
Beyond the chearful light that meets mine eyes,
Beyond my friend, or any dearer name,
Beyond the breath that feeds this vital frame,
Beyond whate'er is charming here below,
Beyond the brightest joys that mortals know,
Beyond all these, O tell him that I love!
Tell him what anguish for his sake I prove;
Tell him how long the hours of his delay,
And what I suffer by this tedious stay;
Tell him his absence robs my soul of rest,
While cruel jealousy torments my breast.
O let him know that my distracted mind
No real joy, while he withdraws, can find;
That all my hopes are center'd in his love,
How lost without it, how undone I prove!
Tell him that nothing can that loss repair,
Nor help the soul that dismal stroke to bear,
Nothing ensues but grief, and black despair:
Nothing beyond my soul could undergo;
'Tis death! 'tis hell! 'tis all unmingled woe!",,18926,"","""Ye happy minds, that free from mortal chains, / Possess the realms where boundless pleasure reigns, / That feel the force of those immortal fires, / And reach the bliss, to which my soul aspires.""",Fetters,2011-07-19 19:49:04 UTC,""
7018,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-20 02:48:00 UTC,"How sad our State by Nature is!
Our Sin how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive Minds
Fast in his slavish Chains.
(p. 161)",,18930,"","""How sad our State by Nature is! / Our Sin how deep it stains! / And Satan binds our captive Minds / Fast in his slavish Chains.""",Fetters,2011-07-20 02:48:00 UTC,""
4089,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-20 14:02:41 UTC,"'Happy the youth that finds the bride
'Whose birth is to his own ally'd,
'The sweetest joy of life:
'But oh the crowds of wretched souls
'Fetter'd to minds of different moulds,
'And chain'd t'eternal strife!'
",,18932,"","""But oh the crowds of wretched [married] souls / Fetter'd to minds of different moulds, / And chain'd t'eternal strife!""",Fetters,2011-07-20 14:02:41 UTC,"Book II. Sacred to Vertue, Loyalty, and Friendship"
7019,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-20 14:12:37 UTC,"V.
Hail, holy souls, no more confin'd
To limbs and bones that clog the mind;
Ye have escap'd the snares, and left the chains behind.
We wretched prisoners here below,
What do we see, or learn or know,
But scenes of various folly, guilt and woe?
Life's buzzing sounds and flatt'ring colours play
Round our fond sense, and waste the day,
Inchant the fancy, vex the labouring soul;
Each rising sun, each lightsome hour,
Beholds the busy slavery we endure;
Nor is our freedom full, or contemplation pure,
When night and sacred silence overspread the pole.
",,18933,"","""Hail, holy souls, no more confin'd / To limbs and bones that clog the mind; / Ye have escap'd the snares, and left the chains behind.""",Fetters,2011-07-20 14:12:37 UTC,""
4054,"","Searching ""bond"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2012-01-06 20:15:10 UTC," I know the Kindred-Mind. 'Tis she, 'tis she;
Among the Heav'nly Forms I see
The Kindred-Mind from fleshly Bondage free;
O how unlike the thing was lately seen
Groaning and panting on the Bed,
With ghastly Air, and languish'd Head,
Life on this side, there the dead,
While the delaying Flesh lay shivering between!",,19388,"","""I know the Kindred-Mind. 'Tis she, 'tis she; / Among the Heav'nly Forms I see / The Kindred-Mind from fleshly Bondage free.""",Fetters,2012-01-06 20:15:10 UTC,Stanza I