work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4199,"","Searching ""rule"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"Thus when Revenge does Reason's Scepter rule,
It turns the Wisest Statesman to a Fool,
Eclipses Fame, precipitates the Brave
Into rash Errors scorn'd by ev'ry Slave,
Then let's with Reason punish or forgive,
And ne'er forget the Bounties we receive,
For when the Great no Gratitude can boast
Their other Vertues are intirely lost.
",,10883,"","""Thus when Revenge does Reason's Scepter rule, / It turns the Wisest Statesman to a Fool""","",2009-09-14 19:35:21 UTC,The Moral
4200,"","",2004-11-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Laws and Government are to the Political Bodies of Civil Societies, what the Vital Spirits and Life it self are to the Natural Bodies of Animated Creatures; and as those that study te Anatomy of Dead Carcases may see, that the chief Organs and nicest Springs more immediately required to continue the Motion of our Machine, are not hard Bones, strong Muscles and Nerves, nor the smooth white Skin that so beautifully covers them, but small trifling Flims and little Pipes that are either overlook'd, or else seem inconsiderable to Vulgar Eyes; so they that examine into the Nature of Man, abstract from Art and Education, may observe, that what renders him a Sociable Animal, consists not in his desire of Company, Good Nature, Pity, Affability, and other Graces fo a fair Outside; but that his vilest and most hateful Qualities are the most necessary Accomplishments to fit him for the largest, and, according to the World, the happiest and most flourishing Societies.
(3-4)",,10884,"","""Laws and Government are to the Political Bodies of Civil Societies, what the Vital Spirits and Life it self are to the Natural Bodies of Animated Creatures""",Court,2012-04-10 21:30:49 UTC,Preface
4200,Ruling Passion,Reading,2004-11-08 00:00:00 UTC,"One of the greatest Reasons why so few People understand themselves, is, that most Writers are always teaching Men what they should be, and hardly evey trouble their Heads with telling them what they really are. As for my Part, without any Compliment to the Courteous Reader, or my self, I believe Man (besides Skin, Flesh, Bones, &c. that are obvious to the Eye) to be a compound of various Passions, that all of then, as they are provoked and come uppermost, govern him by turns, whether he will or no. To shew, that these Qualifications, which we pretend to be asham'd of, are the great support of a flourishing Society, has been the Subject of the foregoing Poem.
(Introduction, p. 39 in OLL edition)",,10886,"","""I believe Man (besides Skin, Flesh, Bones, &c. that are obvious to the Eye) to be a compound of various Passions, that all of then, as they are provoked and come uppermost, govern him by turns, whether he will or no.""","",2012-04-10 20:18:01 UTC,Introduction
4555,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC," Tell me, some God, whence does this Change arise;
Why gentle Sleep forsakes my weary Eyes?
Why, turning often, all the tedious Night
In Pain I lie, and watch the springing Light?--
What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind?
Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;
Unless disguis'd he lurks, the crafty Boy,
With silent Arts Ingenious to destroy.
Alas! 'tis so--'tis fix'd the secret Dart;
I feel the Tyrant ravaging my Heart.
Then, shall I yield; or th'Infant Flame oppose?
I yield!--Resistance wou'd increase my Woes:
For struggling Slaves a sharper Doom sustain,
Than such as stoop Obedient to the Chain.
I own thy Pow'r, Almighty Love! I'm thine;
With pinion'd Hands behold me here resign!
Let this Submission then my Life obtain;
Small Praise 'twill be, if thus unarm'd I'm slain.
Go, join thy Mother's Doves; with Myrtle braid thy Hair;
The God of War Himself a Chariot shall prepare;
Then Thou Triumphant thro' the Shouting Throng
Shalt ride, and move with Art the willing Birds along;
While Captive Youths and Maids, in solemn State
Adorn the Scene, and on thy Triumph wait.
There I, a later Conquest of thy Bow,
In Chains will follow too; and as I go,
To pitying Eyes the new-made Wound will show.
Next, all that dare Love's Sov'reign Pow'r defy,
In Fetters bound inglorious shall pass by:
All shall submit to thee--Th'applauding Crowd
Shall lift their Hands, and sing thy Praise aloud.
Soft Looks shall in thy Equipage appear,
With am'rous Play, Mistake, and jealous Fear.
Be this thy Guard, Great Love!--be this thy Train;
Since these extend o'er Men and Gods thy Reign;
But robb'd of these, thy Pow'r is weak and vain.
From Heav'n thy Mother shall the Pomp survey,
And smiling, scatter fragrant Show'rs of Roses in thy way;
Whilst Thou, array'd in thy unrivall'd Pride,
On Golden Wheels, all Gold thy Self, shalt ride:
Thy spreading Wings shall richest Di'monds wear,
And Gems shall sparkle in thy lovely Hair.
Thus passing by, thy Arm shall hurl around
Ten Thousand Fires, Ten Thousand Hearts shall wound.
This is thy Practice, Love, and this thy Gain;
From this thou canst not, if thou wou'dst, refrain;
Since e'en thy Presence, with prolifick Heat,
Does reach the Heart, and active Flames create.
From Conquer'd India, so the Jovial God,
Drawn o'er the Plains by harness'd Tigers, rode.
Then since, Great Love, I take a willing Place
Amidst thy Spoils, the Sacred Show to grace;
O cease to wound, and let thy fatal Store
Of piercing Shafts be spent on me no more.
No more, too pow'rful in my Charmer's Eyes,
Torment a Slave, that for her Beauty dies;
Or look in Smiles from thence, and I shall be
A Slave no longer, but a God, like Thee!",2011-07-15,11974,"•Note 1 gives, ""In Imitation of OVID, Amorum Lib. I. Eleg. 2."" Note 2: ""BACCHUS""
","""Alas! 'tis so--'tis fix'd the secret Dart; / I feel the Tyrant [Love] ravaging my Heart.""","",2011-07-15 14:10:26 UTC,I've included the entire poem
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 20:35:04 UTC,"JANE SHORE.
Away, you Flatterer!
Nor charge his generous Meaning with a Weakness,
Which his great Soul and Vertue must disdain.
Too much of Love thy hapless Friend has prov'd,
Too many giddy foolish Hours are gone,
And in fantastick Measures danc'd away:
May the remaining few know only Friendship.
So thou, my dearest, truest, best Alicia,
Vouchsafe to lodge me in thy gentle Heart,
A Partner there; I will give up Mankind,
Forget the Transports of encreasing Passion,
And all the Pangs we feel for its Decay.
ALICIA.
Live! live and Reign for ever in my Bosom,
[Embracing.]
Safe and unrivall'd there possess thy own;
And you, ye brightest of the Stars above,
Ye Saints that once were Women here below.
Be witness of the Truth, the holy Friendship,
Which here to this my other self I vow.
If I not hold her nearer to my Soul,
Then ev'ry other Joy the World can give,
Let Poverty, Deformity and Shame,
Distraction and Despair seize me on Earth,
Let not my faithless Ghost have Peace hereafter.
Nor Tast the Bliss of your coelestial Fellowship.
(I.ii, p. 10)",,21889,"","""Live! live and Reign for ever in my Bosom, / Safe and unrivall'd there possess thy own.""","",2013-07-20 20:35:04 UTC,"Act I, scene ii"
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 20:38:04 UTC,"LORD HASTINGS
Well then, I own my Heart has broke your Chains.
Patient I bore the painful Bondage long,
At length my generous Love disdains your Tyranny;
The Bitterness and Stings of taunting Jealousie,
Vexatious Days, and jarring joyless Nights,
Have driv'n him forth to seek some safer Shelter,
Where he may rest his weary Wings in Peace.
(II.i, pp. 16-17)",,21891,"","""Well then, I own my Heart has broke your Chains. / Patient I bore the painful Bondage long, / At length my generous Love disdains your Tyranny.""",Fetters,2013-07-20 20:38:04 UTC,"Act II, scene i"
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 20:39:40 UTC,"LORD HASTINGS
How fierce a Fiend is Passion? With what Wildness,
What Tyranny untam'd, it Reigns in Woman.
Unhappy Sex! Whose easie yielding Temper
Gives Way to every Appetite alike;
Each gust of Inclination, uncontroul'd,
Sweeps thro' their Souls, and sets 'em in an uproar;
Each Motion of their Heart rises to Fury,
And Love in their weak Bosoms is a Rage
As terrible as Hate, and as destructive.
So the Wind roars o'er the wide fenceless Ocean,
And heaves the Billows of the boiling Deep,
Alike from North, from South, from East, and West ;
With equal Force the Tempest blows by turns
From every Corner of the Seaman's Compass.
But soft ye now--for here comes one, disclaims
Strife, and her wrangling Train. Of equal Elements,
Without one jarring Atom was she form'd
And Gentleness, and Joy, make up her Being.
(II.i, pp. 17-18)",,21892,"","""How fierce a Fiend is Passion? With what Wildness, / What Tyranny untam'd, it Reigns in Woman.""","",2013-07-20 20:39:40 UTC,"Act II, scene i"
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 20:51:15 UTC,"DUKE OF GLOSTER.
This wayward and perverse declining from us
Has warranted at full the friendly Notice,
Which we this Morn receiv'd. I hold it certain,
This puling whining Harlot rules his Reason,
And prompts his Zeal for Edward's Bastard Brood.
(IV.i, p. 35)",,21902,"","""I hold it certain, / This puling whining Harlot rules his Reason, / And prompts his Zeal for Edward's Bastard Brood.""","",2013-07-20 20:51:15 UTC,"Act IV, scene i"
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 20:52:32 UTC,"""CATESBY.
If she have such Dominion o'er his Heart,
And turn it at her Will; you rule her Fate,
And should, by Inference and apt Deduction,
Be Arbiter of his. Is not her Bread,
The very Means immediate to her Being,
The Bounty of your Hand? Why does she live,
If not to yield Obedience to your Pleasure,
To speak, to act, to think as you command?
(IV.i, pp. 35-36)",,21903,"","""If she have such Dominion o'er his Heart, / And turn it at her Will; you rule her Fate, / And should, by Inference and apt Deduction, / Be Arbiter of his.""","",2013-07-20 20:52:32 UTC,"Act IV, scene i"
7551,"",C-H Lion,2013-07-20 21:04:38 UTC,"BELLMOUR.
Have you examin'd
Into your inmost Heart, and try'd at leisure
The several secret Springs that move the Passions?
Has Mercy fix'd her Empire there so sure,
That Wrath and Vengeance never may return?
Can you resume a Husband's Name, and bid
That wakeful Dragon fierce Resentment sleep?
(V.i, pp. 50-1)",,21910,"","""Have you examin'd / Into your inmost Heart, and try'd at leisure / The several secret Springs that move the Passions? / Has Mercy fix'd her Empire there so sure, / That Wrath and Vengeance never may return?""",Empire,2013-07-20 21:04:38 UTC,"Act V, scene i"