id,comments,provenance,dictionary,created_at,reviewed_on,work_id,theme,context,updated_at,metaphor,text 24175,"","Reading Christina Lupton's Knowing Books (Philadelphia: Penn Press, 2012), 107.",Metal,2014-07-13 20:36:05 UTC,,7968,"","",2014-07-13 20:36:05 UTC,"""Altho' your brains are Lead, / These Quills, my Lads, will get you Bread""","[...]
Then hemm'd--and call'd, with Voice profound,
His blockhead Family around.
The Dunces now conven'd; he said,
""Your Fortunes, now, my Boys, are made;""---
Then from beneath his Cassock drew
The sable Feathers forth to View;
Then thus---""Altho' your brains are Lead,
""These Quills, my Lads, will get you Bread
;
""Scripture's your Point---build on that Base,
""And eat the Bread of Paraphrase--
[...]
(p. 33)"