text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"O! skill'd in all the various Parts
Of Learning, and the lib'ral Arts,
That polish Human Kind,
Early instruct your tender Youth
In Heav'n's unerring Law of Truth,
Engrave it on their Mind.
Ere Vice the spotless Paper foul,
Imprint the Volume of the Soul
With Vertue's noble Mark!
The Mark, extending by degrees,
Shall grow like Letters carv'd on Trees,
That widen with the Bark.
",2009-12-12 17:18:21 UTC,"""Vertue's noble mark ... extending by degrees, / Shall grow like Letters carv'd on Trees / That widen with the Bark.""",2005-03-26 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2009-12-12,"","",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),12405,4700
"My cautious feet from folly's maze
I have refrain'd, and all the ways
Of subtlety and craft,
That fruit thy covenant may yield,
Which is upon my forehead seal'd,
And on my heart ingraft.
",2011-06-20 18:54:49 UTC,"""That fruit thy covenant may yield, / Which is upon my forehead seal'd, / And on my heart ingraft.""",2005-04-17 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"",Ingraft? Engraved? ,Searching in HDIS (Poetry),14063,7151
"Thou spectre of terrific mien,
Lord of the hopeless heart and hollow eye,
In whose fierce train each form is sees
That drives sick Reason to insanity!
I woo thee with unusual prayer,
""Grim visaged, comfortless Despair:""
Approach; in me a willing victim find,
Who seeks thine iron sway--and calls thee kind!
Ah! hide for ever from my sight
The faithless flatterer Hope--whose pencil, gay,
Portrays some vision of delight,
Then bids the fairy tablet fade away;
While in dire contrast, to mine eyes
Thy phantoms, yet more hideous, rise,
And Memory draws, from Pleasure's wither'd flower,
Corrosives for the heart--of fatal power!
I bid the traitor Love, adieu!
Who to this fond, believing bosom came,
A guest insidious and untrue,
With Pity's soothing voice--in Friendship's name;
The wounds he gave, nor Time shall cure
Nor Reason teach me to endure.
And to that breast mild Patience pleads in vain,
Which feels the curse--of meriting it's pain.
(ll. 1-24, pp. 49-50)",2013-06-13 17:18:37 UTC,"""Ah! hide for ever from my sight / The faithless flatterer Hope--whose pencil, gay, / Portrays some vision of delight, / Then bids the fairy tablet fade away; / While in dire contrast, to mine eyes / Thy phantoms, yet more hideous, rise, / And Memory draws, from Pleasure's wither'd flower, / Corrosives for the heart--of fatal power!""",2013-06-13 17:18:37 UTC,"",Punning on portray and draw?,,Writing,"",Reading,20630,7438