"Malice away, with all her Scorpions, creeps, / And Marius, iron-hearted Marius, weeps."

— Cooke, Thomas (1703-1756)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. and J. Dodsley ... and sold by M. Cooper
Date
1755
Metaphor
"Malice away, with all her Scorpions, creeps, / And Marius, iron-hearted Marius, weeps."
Metaphor in Context
Wisdom and Truth are the celestial Springs
Of what the Pleader speaks or Poet sings:
As Woods the Hills, as Flow'rs the Vales, adorn,
As the Sun gilds with saffron Robes the Morn,
Expression gives to Truth resistless Arms,
And to fair Wisdom adds unfading Charms;
That breaks the Point of Envy's poys'nous Dart,
And pours the Balm into th' afflicted Heart;
That calms the Breast, or fills it with Surprise,
And draws the Current from the Tyrant's Eyes.
He, who 'e'rewhile return'd with Glory crown'd,
And march'd in Triumph thro the sacred Ground,
Whom Rome decreed her Axes and her Rods,
And shew'd a Conqu'ror to his Country's Gods,
Before the grand Tribunal now appears,
Loaded with Sorrows and the Weight of Years:
While his bare Bosom shews his manly Scars,
The Marks of Honour in the Field of Mars,
The venerable Consul waits from Rome
His future Freedom, or an Exile's Doom:
While the great Spokesman for Aquilius pleads,
And, pointing to his Wounds, relates his Deeds,
Malice away, with all her Scorpions, creeps,
And
Marius, iron-hearted Marius, weeps.[1]
Provenance
Searchign "heart" and "iron" in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
06/07/2005

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.