work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
7643,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-23 02:19:13 UTC,"O'er prostrate Towns and Palaces they pass,
(Now cover'd o'er with Weeds, and hid in Grass)
Breathing Revenge; whilst Anger and Disdain
Fire ev'ry Breast, and boil in ev'ry Vein:
Here shatter'd Walls, like broken Rocks, from far
Rise up in hideous Views, the Guilt of War,
Whilst here the Vine o'er Hills of Ruin climbs,
Industrious to conceal great Bourbon's Crimes.
(p. 5)",,22541,"","""O'er prostrate Towns and Palaces they pass, / (Now cover'd o'er with Weeds, and hid in Grass) / Breathing Revenge; whilst Anger and Disdain / Fire ev'ry Breast, and boil in ev'ry Vein.""","",2013-08-23 02:19:13 UTC,""
7643,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-23 02:21:07 UTC,"At length the Fame of England's Heroe drew
Eugenio to the glorious Interview;
Great Souls by Instinct to each other turn,
Demand Alliance, and in Friendship burn;
A sudden Friendship, while with stretch'd out Rays
They meet each other, mingling Blaze with Blaze.
Polish'd in Courts, and harden'd in the Field,
Renown'd for Conquest, and in Council skill'd,
Their Courage dwells not in a troubl'd Flood
Of mounting Spirits, and fermenting Blood;
Lodg'd in the Soul, with Virtue over-rul'd,
Inflam'd by Reason, and by Reason cool'd,
In Hours of Peace content to be unknown,
And only in the Field of Battel shown:
To Souls like these, in mutual Friendship join'd,
Heav'n dares entrust the Cause of Human kind.
(p. 6)",,22542,"","""Polish'd in Courts, and harden'd in the Field, / Renown'd for Conquest, and in Council skill'd, / Their Courage dwells not in a troubl'd Flood / Of mounting Spirits, and fermenting Blood; / Lodg'd in the Soul, with Virtue over-rul'd, / Inflam'd by Reason, and by Reason cool'd, / In Hours of Peace content to be unknown, / And only in the Field of Battel shown.""","",2013-08-23 02:21:07 UTC,""
7643,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-23 02:22:36 UTC,"The roving Gaul, to his own Bounds restrain'd,
Learns to Encamp within his Native Land,
But soon as the Victorious Host he spies,
From Hill to Hill, from Stream to Stream he flies:
Such dire Impressions in his Heart remain
Of MARLBRÔ'S Sword, and HOCKSTET'S fatal Plain:
In vain Britannia's mighty Chief besets
Their shady Coverts, and obscure Retreats;
They fly the Conqueror's approaching Fame,
That bears the Force of Armies in his Name.
(pp. 19-20)",,22543,"","""Such dire Impressions in his Heart remain / Of MARLBRÔ'S Sword, and HOCKSTET'S fatal Plain.""",Impressions,2013-08-23 02:22:36 UTC,""