updated_at,id,text,theme,metaphor,work_id,reviewed_on,provenance,created_at,comments,context,dictionary
2009-09-14 19:36:39 UTC,12155,"For plastic Nature fashions first the Mind,
To Fortune's each Vicissitude inclin'd,
Now wings it heav'n-ward with extatic Mirth,
Now weighs it down with Anguish to the Earth;
With Rage inflates it now to seek the Foe,
Now shews it melting at another's Woe;
Then tells each State, save 'midst the courtly Throng,
By her elect Interpreter the Tongue:
When, therefore, That runs counter to the Heart,
For Nature's Bullion palms the Mint of Art,
Is husht, the Soul's true Motions to conceal,
Or busy'd, feign'd Affections to reveal,
Utters what ne'er was felt, what ne'er was thought,
And by the Brain, instead of Breast, is taught,
We break thro' Truth and Reason's sacred Rules,
And fall from Sense for fear of being Fools:
Whilst the sole Profit of the poor Disguise
Is the loud Laughter of the Brave, and Wife.","","The mind may wing ""it heav'n-ward with extatic Mirth""",4612,,Found again HDIS (Poetry),2004-06-21 00:00:00 UTC,•A rich passage but much of this figuration falls just short of database levels.
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2009-09-14 19:36:39 UTC,12156,"For plastic Nature fashions first the Mind,
To Fortune's each Vicissitude inclin'd,
Now wings it heav'n-ward with extatic Mirth,
Now weighs it down with Anguish to the Earth;
With Rage inflates it now to seek the Foe,
Now shews it melting at another's Woe;
Then tells each State, save 'midst the courtly Throng,
By her elect Interpreter the Tongue:
When, therefore, That runs counter to the Heart,
For Nature's Bullion palms the Mint of Art,
Is husht, the Soul's true Motions to conceal,
Or busy'd, feign'd Affections to reveal,
Utters what ne'er was felt, what ne'er was thought,
And by the Brain, instead of Breast, is taught,
We break thro' Truth and Reason's sacred Rules,
And fall from Sense for fear of being Fools:
Whilst the sole Profit of the poor Disguise
Is the loud Laughter of the Brave, and Wife.
","","The mind's ""elect interpreter"" is ""the Tongue""",4612,,"",2004-06-21 00:00:00 UTC,•A rich passage but much of this figuration falls just short of database levels.,"",Inhabitants
2009-09-14 19:36:40 UTC,12157,"For plastic Nature fashions first the Mind,
To Fortune's each Vicissitude inclin'd,
Now wings it heav'n-ward with extatic Mirth,
Now weighs it down with Anguish to the Earth;
With Rage inflates it now to seek the Foe,
Now shews it melting at another's Woe;
Then tells each State, save 'midst the courtly Throng,
By her elect Interpreter the Tongue:
When, therefore, That runs counter to the Heart,
For Nature's Bullion palms the Mint of Art,
Is husht, the Soul's true Motions to conceal,
Or busy'd, feign'd Affections to reveal,
Utters what ne'er was felt, what ne'er was thought,
And by the Brain, instead of Breast, is taught,
We break thro' Truth and Reason's sacred Rules,
And fall from Sense for fear of being Fools:
Whilst the sole Profit of the poor Disguise
Is the loud Laughter of the Brave, and Wife.",Head and Heart,The [soul?] may be taught by the brain instead of the breast,4612,,"",2004-06-21 00:00:00 UTC,•A rich passage but much of this figuration falls just short of database levels.,"",Inhabitants
2009-09-14 19:36:45 UTC,12240,"Not that harsh Truths should always be avow'd,
Lest while we'd seem sincere, they swear we're proud.
I would not have young Careless hear me say,
'Tis wise to lay up for a rainy Day;
Nor old Sir H***s, whose Soul is plung'd in Oar,
That Gold can't shut the Grave against Fourscore.
I would not mind proud S****h of her Age,
Nor prate 'gainst Prating with the good Nurse P***e.
Know well your Company before you're free,
Years, Fortunes, Climates, Manners disagree,
Dutchman and Frenchman, YOU and Lord Toupee.","","""Nor old Sir H***s, whose Soul is plung'd in Oar, / That Gold can't shut the Grave against Fourscore. """,4612,,"Searching ""soul"" and ""gold"" HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-31 00:00:00 UTC,"","",Metal