text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"VILLARS.
Mean you Maria's?--Oh! you little know --her door is shut against the common tribe, who visit but to murder Fame and Time; but to the poor and houseless wanderer, 'tis open as her heart
(Tourly and Jack Analyse appear at the wing and listen)
: --come--she shall greet you with a sister's smiles,--and for myself--
(taking her hand and kissing it,)
pity first stamp'd your story in my breast, and the impression is engrav'd for ever!",2009-09-14 19:45:23 UTC,"Pity first stamp'd your story in my breast, and the impression is engrav'd for ever""",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene iv","",,"",•Reynolds is much given to Writing and Engraving metaphors!
•I've included twice: Engraving and Stamping.,"Searching ""engrav"" and ""thought"" in HDIS (Drama)",16004,6027
"JOB.
(affected.)
John--I beg your pardon.
(Stretching out his hand.)
BUR.
(taking his hand.)
Don't say a word more about it.
JOB.
I--
BUR.
Pray, now, master, don't say any more! come, be a man! get on your things; and face the bailiffs, that are rummaging the goods.
JOB.
I can't, John; I can't. My heart's heavier than all the iron, and brass, in my shop.",2009-09-14 19:45:25 UTC,"""My heart's heavier than all the iron, and brass, in my shop""",2005-06-03 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene 3","",,Metal,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""brass"" in HDIS (Drama)",16014,6032
"AN.
Away! I'll hear no tales, listen to none of the charities of life: my heart is steeled. I have not, will not have commiseration, humanity, or sympathy: or, if sympathy, 'tis the sympathy of hatred, which he first taught me! If I am vindictive, 'twas he made me so. Such is the sympathy between us.",2009-09-14 19:45:35 UTC,"""I'll hear no tales, listen to none of the charities of life: my heart is steeled""",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"Act III, scene iv","",,Metal,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Drama)",16065,6067
"PEREG.
Il faut qu'elle danse--she must dance, my dear friend;--you see it is what I do myself--it is the only cure for a foolish passion.
AIR--Peregrine.
Music is the food of love,--
But what's the cure?
Why dance to music, to be sure!
With a fal, lal, la!
Dear Mary's cold heart I attempted to thaw,
But never could melt it away;
Cries Mary, for you I shall ne'er care a straw;
Says I, I must then dance the hay.
With a fal, lal, la!
When I ogled sweet Bess, from my glances she
For she had a bosom of steel--
[shrunk.
I was drunk with my passion--so mortally drunk,
That nothing would do but a reel.
With a fal, lal, la!
Extremities in love, 'tis said,
Each lover knows:
If women, then,
Bewilder men,
In that extremity the head,
'Tis best, no doubt,
To jig them out,
At that extremity--the toes.
With a fal, lal, la!
Then a fig for young Cupid--a fig for his smart,
A fig for each maid that I meet;
No Saint of a Woman takes hold of my heart,
While St. Vitus takes care of my feet.
With a fal, lal, la!",2009-09-14 19:45:35 UTC,"""When I ogled sweet Bess, from my glances she / For she had a bosom of steel--""",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene ii","",,Metal,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Drama)",16066,6068
"MRS. G.
Oh, every thing was prepared that could make a parent happy, or a daughter miserable. Parchment enough to drape Westminster Hall, where every fracture in the conjugal chain was provided against; even to the solder of separate maintenance for personal infidelity.--But no, I took the man of my heart, proudly spurning those alliances, where all is fairly engrossed, but the affections, and every thing duly stampt, except an impression on the heart. But come, Charles, you good creature, shew the lions; for my limbs are cramped by that odious chaise, to a degree.--",2009-09-14 19:45:41 UTC,"""I took the man of my heart, proudly spurning those alliances, where all is fairly engrossed, but the affections, and every thing duly stampt, except an impression on the heart""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, scene i","",,Impression,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""stamp"" in HDIS (Drama)",16089,6079
"REUB.
Let me go, father--I shall be better alone. ""Rosalie will never wound the heart that loves her!"" An angel spoke those words, and they are false. Oh! tear them from my memory --they burn--they madden!--Father, why gird my poor brain with hoops of iron? In mercy loose them. Ah! now I'm free-- Rosalie, I come.
(Rushes out.)",2009-09-14 19:45:41 UTC,"""Father, why gird my poor brain with hoops of iron? In mercy loose them. Ah! now I'm free""",2005-06-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Act III, scene i","",,"","","Searching ""brain"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Drama)",16090,6079
" Duet.
""O Fortune, if by thy command
We founder'd on this coast,
Redeem us from this barb'rous land,
And give us what we lost.
The wretch, that pines for sordid gain,
May ransack earth and sea,
But what is wealth amass'd with pain,
And loss of liberty?
Amid the many restless scenes,
Thro' which we mortals toil,
One ruling passion intervenes,
The love of native soil.
So dear to memory, e'en in death,
The spot, that gave us birth,
In our last moments we bequeath
Our bones to parent earth.""
",2009-09-14 19:45:45 UTC,Love of native soil is a ruling passion that may intervene in restless scenes,2004-05-28 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene ii",Ruling Passion,,"","","Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",16104,6084
"VAL.
Still is it the false coinage of my fears?
Ah! hearing, sight, and every sense is now
False and deceitful grown. I'll sit me down,
And think no more, but let the black hour pass
In still and fixed stupor o'er my head.",2009-09-14 19:49:36 UTC,"""Still is it the false coinage of my fears?""",2009-02-26 00:00:00 UTC,"Act V, Scene ii","",,Coinage,"","Searching ""Coinage"" in HDIS (Poetry)",17261,6489
"TORRENT
I give you joy of them; for, according to your own account, they must make you very comfortable. But you have deprived yourself of that, which your worst enemy's malice should never have taken from you.
BARFORD
What is it?
TORRENT
Universal benevolence: the chain of reason in which we all, willingly, bind ourselves. Nature gave us the links, and civiliz'd humanity has polish'd them.
BARFORD
And how often are the links of Reason and Nature broken by sophistry and art!
(I.ii)",2011-07-30 21:19:06 UTC,"""Universal benevolence: the chain of reason in which we all, willingly, bind ourselves. Nature gave us the links, and civiliz'd humanity has polish'd them.""",2011-07-30 21:18:36 UTC,"Searching ""reason"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Drama)","",,Fetters,"","Act I, scene ii",19078,7058
"LORD AVON.
Horrible!--What! record a father's death without a tear?
TYKE.
Tear! Do you think a villain who has a father's death to answer for can cry?--No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry.--
[A vacant stare of horror.]
LORD AVON.
And is this desolation my work? Oh repent, repent!
(II.iii)",2012-07-03 19:15:54 UTC,"""No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry.""",2012-07-03 19:15:54 UTC,"Act II, Scene iii","",,Beasts,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""dog"" in HDIS (Drama)",19852,7290