theme,metaphor,work_id,dictionary,provenance,id,created_at,updated_at,reviewed_on,comments,text,context
"","""Ev'n from this dark confinement with delight / She [the mind] looks abroad, and prunes herself for flight; / Like an unwilling inmate longs to roam / From this dull earth, and seek her native home.""",5302,Animals and Inhabitants and Rooms,Searching in HDIS (Poetry),14257,2005-07-18 00:00:00 UTC,2013-06-04 15:47:23 UTC,2013-06-04,•I've included twice: Inmate and Bird,"If to conceive how any thing can be
From shape extracted and locality
Is hard; what think you of the Deity;
His Being not the least relation bears,
As far as to the human mind appears,
To shape, or size, similitude, or place,
Cloath'd in no form, and bounded by no space.
Such then is God, a spirit pure refin'd
From all material dross, and such the human mind.
For in what part of essence can we see
More certain marks of immortality
Ev'n from this dark confinement with delight
She looks abroad, and prunes herself for flight;
Like an unwilling inmate longs to roam
From this dull earth, and seek her native home.",""
"","""Here science, like the sun, see radiant rise, / With intellectual beam, through mental skies, / To gild, to gladden all th' improving space, / With taste, with candor, learning, sense, and grace; / To light up all the mind's remotest cells, / Where fancy fledges, and where genius dwells.""",5505,"Animals, Inhabitants, and Rooms","Searching ""mind"" and ""cell"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""fancy""",14770,2005-08-10 00:00:00 UTC,2013-10-13 02:29:00 UTC,2013-10-12,"•I've included thrice: Cell and Bird and Dwelling
•INTEREST. USE in entry. Architectural poem with architectural metaphor in it. (A great house poem?)
•Coming back to this and consolidating metaphors
","A thousand rich improvements round me rise,
And Bristol's new-born beauties charm my eyes;
There embryon plans to ripe perfection swell,
Which time shall foster, and which fame shall tell:
How letter'd taste its progress here improves,
Which sense inculcates, and which wisdom loves:
The dawning mind would drink each classic ray,
And pants impatient for a brighter day.
Here science, like the sun, see radiant rise,
With intellectual beam, through mental skies,
To gild, to gladden all th' improving space,
With taste, with candor, learning, sense, and grace;
To light up all the mind's remotest cells,
Where fancy fledges, and where genius dwells;
To bid the soul her own rich funds employ,
Increase her treasures, and her wealth enjoy;
On talents and on taste propitious smile,
To the proud muses rear a pompous pile:
A theatre, that erst at Rome might rise,
When Rome was valiant, and when Rome was wise,
Where tragic scenes shall all their pow'r display,
And comedy shall laugh our cares away;
Where wit and beauty shall with rival rays,
Provoke our wonder, and divide our praise:
There Bristol proud, her daughters' charms shall see;
Their polish'd charms the muses theme shall be,
Her florid sons shall stand in next degree.
In bright assemblies see them winding move,
In all the measur'd modes of grace and love;
In labyrinths reciprocal they roam,
Whilst breathing beauties deck the beauteous dome;
Th' accomplish'd pile invites with polish'd air,
The well-bred letter'd youth, the lovely fair,
With chaste delight to meet and mingle there;
The youth in every step new talents show,
Whilst beauty brightens as the graces grow.
(Cf. pp. 40-1 in 1767 ed.)",""
Flights of Fancy,"""Solicit Fancy from celestial flights, / To wander o'er the World for frail delights / And crowd Imagination's rooms, immense, / With what relates alone to Time and Sense!""",6163,Rooms,"Searching ""imagination"" and ""room"" in HDIS (Poetry)",16311,2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,2013-06-04 15:23:45 UTC,2013-06-04,"•I've included thrice: Crowd, Rooms, Birds
• Reviewed 2009-07-31","Compare Thy works with Heav'n's unerring Word,
And note if nought be sinful, frail, absurd--
Whether its precepts, pure, in every part,
Have mov'd Thy Mind--have influenc'd Thy Heart.
From Reason's dawning, to the recent day,
Did ne'er conception, word, or action, stray?
But every pow'r, and faculty, of Soul,
In every waking moment keep the Whole?
Hast Thou, thro' all that long-protracted length,
Lov'd God with all Thy Heart--Mind--Soul--and Strength?
Hast Thou so manag'd Pow'r, dispos'd of Pelf,
As proves Thou lov'st Thy Neighbour as Thyself?
Ah! Thy proud Buildings publicly declare
What Thy Religion, Love, and Motives, are.
Thy Lawns, Thy Gardens, and Thy Groves, confess,
Thy splendid Furniture--Thy pompous Dress--
Thy crowded Table, and Thy Costly Treat--
Thy brilliant Side-board--and Thy lordly Suite--
Thy public Feastings, and proud Equipage--
All prove what graceless hopes Thy heart engage!
What sensual objects all Thy Soul absorb,
And bind Thy Spirit to this earthly Orb!
Each Passion stir, and stimulate each Lust,
To grasp at emptiness and grapple dust!
Urge on Thy Might, and agitate Thy Mind,
To pounce at shadows, and pursue the wind!
Inflame Affections--whip and spur Thy Will,
For things that ne'er can satisfy, or fill!
Which fetter judgment--rivet Reason's pow'rs,
To what Time terminates, or Death devours!
What Understanding's purest light pervert,
To grope in darkness--grovel in the dirt!
Draw down Ambition from substantial views,
To hunt for empty forms, and fading hues!
Solicit Fancy from celestial flights,
To wander o'er the World for frail delights
And crowd Imagination's rooms, immense,
With what relates alone to Time and Sense!
Faith, still deluded with lov'd Nature's Lies,
And Hope, still eying Earth's deceptive Toys;
Where Charity some cheating trifle spends,
While Folly frustrates Ostentation's ends!",""