work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
7739,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-10-16 17:28:56 UTC,"As it is the character of Genius to penetrate with a lynx's beam into unfathomable abysses and uncreated worlds, and to see what is not, so it is the property of good sense to distinguish perfectly, and judge accurately what really is. Good sense has not so piercing an eye, but it has as clear a sight: it does not penetrate so deeply, but as far as it does see, it discerns distinctly. Good sense is a judicious mechanic, who can produce beauty and convenience out of suitable means; but Genius (I speak with reverence of the immeasurable distance) bears some remote resemblance to the divine architect, who produced perfection of beauty without any visible materials, who spake, and it was created; who said, Let it be, and it was.
(pp. 213-4)",,23035,"","""Good sense is a judicious mechanic, who can produce beauty and convenience out of suitable means; but Genius (I speak with reverence of the immeasurable distance) bears some remote resemblance to the divine architect, who produced perfection of beauty without any visible materials, 'who spake, and it was created'; who said, 'Let it be, and it was.'""",Inhabitants,2013-10-16 17:28:56 UTC,""
7877,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2014-04-28 21:25:26 UTC,"He hasten'd to receive her. What his dread!
When at his feet he saw the Princess drop,
Exclaiming, as she fell, in fainting voice,
Father! ALMANZOR! King!--The fear-struck Monarch,
Unable from the mossy grass to raise
Its lovely burden, sinking by her side,
Strove by his tears, and fond paternal voice,
To rouse her torpid sense, and wake her soul.
Not guessing at th'extremity of woe,
Which soon must burst upon his hoary head,
He thought some frightful reptile had surpris'd,
And chill'd, with female fears, her tim'rous mind.
But, oh! how short a while his fate allow'd
This soft delusion! Through the night's still air
The sound of human voices, and the clank
Of iron hoofs, reveal'd a scene at once,
That almost shook his soul from her frail tenement.
(p. 32)",,23820,"","""Through the night's still air / The sound of human voices, and the clank / Of iron hoofs, reveal'd a scene at once, / That almost shook his soul from her frail tenement.""",Rooms,2014-04-28 21:25:26 UTC,""