"Bid them ne'er remit / Their high heroic ardor;--let them know, / Whate'er shall fall on this old mould'ring clay, / The tyrant never shall subdue my mind."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)


Place of Publication
Printed for P. Vaillant
Publisher
London
Date
1759
Metaphor
"Bid them ne'er remit / Their high heroic ardor;--let them know, / Whate'er shall fall on this old mould'ring clay, / The tyrant never shall subdue my mind."
Metaphor in Context
ZAMTI.
Mark me, young man.--
Seek thou my friends, Orasming and Zimventi.
In the dim holy cloisters of yon temple
Thou'lt find them musing--near Osmingti's tomb
I charge they all convene; and there do thou
Await my coming.--Bid them ne'er remit
Their high heroic ardor;--let them know,
Whate'er shall fall on this old mould'ring clay,
The tyrant never shall subdue my mind.

(I, p. 14)
Provenance
LION
Citation
First performed April 21, 1759. 10 entries in ESTC (1759, 1761, 1763, 1772, 1787, 1797).

Text from The Orphan of China, A Tragedy, As It Is Perform'd at the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane. (London: Printed for P. Vaillant, 1759).
Date of Entry
11/18/2013

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