work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4211,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2004-11-24 00:00:00 UTC,"I pass'd this Night in divers Thoughts and Agitations of Mind, having a secret Satisfaction that she had receiv'd the Declaration of my Love so calmly; that Thought more than counterpois'd all that I had to fear from my potent Rival. Thus we suffer our selves to be blown and toss'd by our Passions, without casting Anchor on the Coast of sound Judgment, or steering to the Harbour of right Reason; for when I made a serious Reflection on this Passage, I found how I had overshot my self, in thus declaring my Passion to her, fearing that her nice Vertue would not let her consent to steal away with me into Italy, after this Overture; yet that was the only Card I had to play in this Juncture, and the Method we had partly resolv'd on some Time before. These, and a thousand Things of this Kind, agitated my Thoughts that Night.
(pp. 137-8)",,10957,•I've included twice: Tempest and Ship,"We ""suffer our selves to be blown and toss'd by our Passions, without casting Anchor on the Coast of sound Judgment, or steering to the Harbour of right Reason""","",2009-09-14 19:35:25 UTC,"Vol I, Book iv"
4272,Soliloquy,"Searching ""haunt"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Prose Fiction)",2004-04-27 00:00:00 UTC,"D'elmont's Family was now become a most distracted one, every Body was in Confusion, and it was hard for a disinterested Person to know how to behave among them: The Count was ready to die with Vexation, when he reflected on the Adventure at the Baron's with Melantha, and how hard it would be to clear his Conduct in that Point with Melliora: She on the other Hand, was as much tormented at his attempting it. 'The Chevalier was in the height of Despair when he found that Ansellina continued her Humour, and still avoided letting him know the Occasion of it: And Alovisa, tho' she contented herself for some Hours with relating to her Sister all the Passions of her Husband's unkind usage of her, yet when that was over, her Curiosity return'd, and she grew so madly zealous to find out who her Rival was, that she repented her Behaviour to the Baron, and sent him next Day, privately, a Billet, wherein she assur'd him, that she had acquainted the Count with nothing that had pass'd between them, and she desir'd to speak with him, 'Tis easy to be believ'd he needed not a second Invitation; he came immediately, and Alovisa renew'd her Entreaties in the most pressing manner she was capable of, but in vain, he told her plainly, that if he cou'd not have her Heart, nothing but the full Possession of her Person should extort the Secret from him. 'Twould swell this Discourse beyond what I design, to recount her various Starts of Passions, and different Turns of Behaviour, sometimes louder than the Winds, she rav'd! Commanded! Threatned! Then, still as April Showers, or Summer Dews, she wept, and only whisper'd her Complaints, now dissembling Kindness, then declaring unfeign'd Hate; 'till at last, finding it impossible to prevail by any other means, she promis'd to admit him at Midnight into her Chamber: But as it was only the Force of her too passionate Affection for her Husband, which had work'd her to this pitch of raging Jealousie, so she had no sooner made the Assignation, and the Baron had left her, (to seek the Count, to prevent any suspicion of their long Conversation) but all D'elmont's Charms came fresh into her Mind, and made the Thoughts of what she had promis'd, odious and insupportable; she open'd her Mouth more than once to call back the Baron, and recant all she had said; but her ill Genius, or that Devil, Curiosity, which too much haunts the Minds of Women, still prevented her: What will become of me, (said she to herself) what is it I am about to do? Shall I forego my Honour--quit my Virtue--sully my yet unspotted Name with endless Infamy--and yield my Soul to Sin, to Shame, and Hortor, only to know what I can ne'er redress? --If D'elmont hates me now, will he not do so still? --What will this curs'd Discovery bring me but added Tortures, and fresh weight of Woe. Happy had it been for her if these Considerations cou'd have lasted, but when she had been a Minute or two in this Temper, she wou'd relapse and cry, What! must I tamely bear it then? --Endure the Flouts of the malicious World, and the Contempt of every saucy Girl, who while she pities, scorns my want of Charms--Shall I neglected tell my Tale of Wrongs, (Oh! Hell is in that Thought) 'till my Despair shall reach my Rival's Ears, and crown her adulterous Joys with double Pleasure. --Wretch that I am! --Fool that I am, to hesitate, my Misery is already past Addition, my everlasting Peace is broke! Lost even to Hope, what can I more endure? --No, since I must be ruin'd, I'll have the Satisfaction of dragging with me to Perdition, the vile, the cursed She that has undone me: I'll be reveng'd on her, then die my self, and free me from Pollution. As she was in this last Thought, she perceiv'd at a good Distance from her, the Chevalier Brillian and Ansellina in Discourse; the sight of him immediately put a new Contrivance into her Head, and she compos'd herself as she cou'd, and went to meet them.
(II.xxii, pp. 232-3)",,11158,"•Another example of soliloquy: Alovisa talks to herself ""(said she to herself)"" and then the narrator describes this dash-ladened discourse as ""Thought.""
•Metaphorized behavior, not a true metaphor of mind.","""'Twould swell this Discourse beyond what I design, to recount her various Starts of Passions, and different Turns of Behaviour, sometimes louder than the Winds, she rav'd! Commanded! Threatned! Then, still as April Showers, or Summer Dews, she wept, and only whisper'd her Complaints, now dissembling Kindness, then declaring unfeign'd Hate; 'till at last, finding it impossible to prevail by any other means, she promis'd to admit him at Midnight into her Chamber.""","",2013-06-30 16:52:21 UTC,""
4272,"","Searching ""empire"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Prose)",2004-08-11 00:00:00 UTC,"In the mean time poor Alovisa was in all the Anxiety imaginable, she counted every Hour, and thought 'em Ages, and at the first Dawn of Day she rose, and calling up her Women, who were amaz'd to find her so uneasy, she employ'd 'em in placing her Jewels on her Cloaths to the best Advantage, while she consulted her Glass after what Manner she should dress her Eyes, the gay, the languishing, the sedate, the commanding, the beseeching Air, were put on a thousand times, and as often rejected; and she had scarce determin'd which to make use of, when her Page brought her Word, some Ladies who were going to Court desir'd her to accompany them; she was too impatient not to be willing to be one of the first, so went with them immediately, arm'd with all her Lightnings, but full of unsettled Reflections. She had not been long in the Drawing-Room, before it grew very full of Company, but D'elmont not being amongst 'em, she had her Eyes fixed towards the Door, expecting every Moment to see him enter; but how impossible is it to represent her Confusion, when he appeared, leading the young Amena, Daughter to Monsieur Sanseverin, a Gentleman, who tho' he had a very small Estate and many Children, had by a partial Indulgence, too common among Parents, nelecting the rest, maintain'd this Darling of his Heart in all the Pomp of Quality. The Beauty and Sweetness of this Lady was present Death to Alovisa's Hopes; she saw, or fancy'd she saw, an unusual Joy in her Eyes, and dying Love in his; Disdain, Despair, and Jealousie at once crowded into her Heart, and swell'd her almost to bursting; and 'twas no wonder that the Violence of such terrible Emotions kept her from regarding the Discourses of those who stood by her, or the Devoirs that D'elmont made as he pass'd by, and at length threw her into a Swoon; the Ladies ran to her Assistance, and her charming Rival, being one of her particular Acquaintance, shew'd an extraordinary Assiduity in applying Means for her Relief; they made what haste they cou'd to get her into another Room and unfasten her Robe, but were a great while before they could bring her to herself; and when they did, the Shame of having been so disorder'd in such an Assembly, and the Fears of their suspecting the Occasion added to her former Agonies, and rack'd her with most terrible Revulsions, every one now despairing of her being able to assist at that Night's Entertainment, she was put into her Chair, in order to be carry'd home: Amena who little thought how unwelcome she was grown, would needs have one call'd, and accompany'd her thither, in spight of the Intreaties of D'elmont, who had before engag'd her for his Partner in dancing; not that he was in Love with her, or at that time believ'd he cou'd be touch'd with a Passion which he esteem'd a Trifle in itself, and below the Dignity of a Man of Sense; but Fortune (to whom this Lady no less enamour'd than Alovisa) had made a thousand Invocations, seem'd to have allotted her the Glory of his first Addresses; she was getting out of her Chariot just as he alighted from his, and offering her his Hand, he perceiv'd hers trembled; which engaging him to look upon her more earnestly than he was wont, he immediately fancy'd he saw something of that Languishment in her Eyes, which the obliging Mandate had describ'd. Amena was too lovely to make that Belief disagreeable, and he resolv'd on the Beginnings of an Amour, without giving himself the Trouble of considering the Consequences; the Evening being extremely pleasant, he ask'd if she wou'd not favour him so far as to take a Turn or two with him in the Palace-Garden; she, who desir'd nothing more than such a particular Conversation, was not at all backward of complying; he talk'd to her there for some time, in a manner as could leave her no room to doubt he was entirelycharm'd, and 'twas the Air such an Entertainment had left on both their Faces, as produc'd those sad Effects in the jealous Alovisa. She was no sooner led to her Apartment, but she desir'd to be put to Bed, and the good natur'd Amena, who really had a very great Kindness for her, offer'd to quit the Diversions of the Ball, and stay with her all Night; but the unfortunate Alovisa was not in a Condition to endure the Presence of any, especially her, so put her off as civilly as her Anxiety would give her leave, chusing rather to suffer her to return to the Ball, than retain so hateful an Object (as she was now become) in her Sight; and 'tis likely the other was not much troubled at her Refusal. But how (when left alone, and abandon'd to the Whirlwinds of her Passion) the desperateAlovisa behav'd, none but those who, like her, have burn'd in hopeless Fires can guess, the most lively Description wou'd come far short of what she felt; she rav'd, she tore her Hair and Face, and in the Extremity of her Anguish was ready to lay violent Hands on her own Life. In this Tempest of Mind, she continu'd for some time, till at length Rage beginning to dissipate itself in Tears, made way for cooler Considerations; and her natural Vanity resuming its Empire in her Soul, was of no little Service to her on this Occasion. Why am I thus disturb'd? Mean spirited as I am! said she, D'elmont is ignorant of the Sentiments I am possessed with in his Favour; and perhaps 'tis only want of Incouragement that has so long depriv'd me of my Lover; my Letter bore no certain Mark by which he might distinguish me, and who knows what Arts that Creature might make use of to allure him. I will therefore (pursu'd she, with a more cheerful Countenance) direct his erring Search. As she was in this Thought (happily for her, who else might have relaps'd) her Women, who were waiting in the next Room, came in to know if she wanted any thing; yes, answer'd she, with a Voice and Eyes wholly chang'd, I'll rise, one of you help me on with my Cloaths, and let the other send Charlo to me, I have instant Business with him. 'Twas in vain for 'em to represent to her the Prejudice it might be to her Health to get out of her Bed at so unseasonable an Hour, it being then just Midnight: They knew her too absolute a Mistress not to be obeyed, and executed her Commands, without disputing the Reason. She was no sooner ready, than Charlo was introduced, who being the same Person that carry'd the Letter to D'elmont, guess'd what Affair he was to be concerned in, and shut the Door after him. I commend your Caution, said his Lady, for what I am now going to trust you with, is of more Concernment than my Life. The Fellow bow'd, and made a thousand Protestations of an eternal Fidelity. I doubt it not, resum'd she; go then immediately to the Court, 'tis not impossible but in this hurry you may get into the Drawing Room; but if not, make some Pretence to stay as near as you can 'till the Ball be over; listen carefully to all Discourses where you hear Count D'elmont mentioned, enquire who he dances with, and above all, watch what Company he comes out with, and bring me an exact Account. Go, continu'd she hastily, these are all the Orders I have for you to Night, but to Morrow I shall employ you farther. Then turning to her Escritore, she sat down, and began to prepare a second Letter, which she hop'd wou'd be more lucky than the former. She was not long writing, Love and Wit suggested a world of passionate and agreeable Expressions to her in a Moment: But when she had finish'd this so full a Discovery of her Heart, and was about to sign her Name to it, not all that Passion which had inspir'd her with a Resolution to scruple nothing that might advance the compassing her Wishes, nor the Vanity which assur'd her of Success, were forcible enough to withstand the Shock it gave her Pride: No, let me rather die! said she (starting up and frighted at her own Designs) than be guilty of a Meanness which wou'd render me unworthy of Life: Oh Heavens! to offer Love, and poorful sue for Pity! 'tis insupportable! What bewitch'd me to harbour such a Thought, as even the vilest of my Sex would blush at? To Pieces then (added she, tearing the Paper) with this shameful Witness of my Folly, my furious Desires may be the Destruction of my Peace, but never of my Honour, that shall still attend my Name when Love and Life are fled. She continu'd in this Temper (without being able to compose herself to rest) till Day began to appear, and and Charlo returned with News which confirm'd her most dreaded Suspicions. He told her that he had gain'd Admittance to the Drawing-Room several Times, under Pretence of delivering Messages to some of the Ladies; that the whole Talk among 'em was, that D'elmont was no longer insensible of Beauty; that he observ'd that Gentleman in very particular Conference with Amena, and that he waited on her home in his Chariot, her own not being in the way: I knew it, said Alovisa, (walking about in a disorder'd Motion) I did not doubt but that I was undone, and to my other Miseries, have that of being aiding to my Rival's Happiness: Whatever his Desires were, he carefully conceal'd 'em till my cursed Letter prompted a Discovery; tenacious as I was, and too, too confident of this little Beauty! Here she stopp'd, and wiping away some Tears, which in spight of her ran down her Cheeks, gave Charlo leave to ask if she had any more Commands for him. Yes (answer'd she) I will write once more to this undiscerning Man, and let him know, 'tis notAmena that is worthy of him; that I may do without prejudicing my Fame, and 'twill be at least some Easement to my Mind, to undeceive the Opinion he may have conceiv'd of her Wit, for I am almost confident she passes for the Authoress of those Lines which have been so fatal to me: In speaking this, without any further Thought, she once more took her Pen, and wrote these Words.
(Part 1, pp. 6-10)",2012-04-04,11173,"","""In this Tempest of Mind, she continu'd for some time, till at length Rage beginning to dissipate itself in Tears, made way for cooler Considerations; and her natural Vanity resuming its Empire in her Soul, was of no little Service to her on this Occasion.""",Empire,2012-04-04 19:18:59 UTC,""
4272,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-30 16:46:46 UTC,"As soon as the Servant, whom she had order'd to watch, brought her Word that his Lord was dressing, she went into his Room; there was nobody with him but his Gentleman, and he withdrawing out of Respect, imagining, by both their Countenances, there might something be said, not proper for him to hear. I see (said she) my Presence is unwish'd, but I have learn'd from you to scorn Constraint, and as you openly avow your Falshood, I shall my Indignation, and my just Disdain! Madam, (answer'd he, suddenly) if you have any thing to reproach me with, you could not have chose a more unlucky Time for it, than this, nor was I ever less dispos'd to give you Satisfaction. No, barbarous cold Insulter! (resum'd she) I had not the least Hope you would; I find that I am grown so low in your Esteem, I am not worth Pains of an Invention. --By Heaven, this damn'd Indifference is worse than the most vile Abuse! --'Tis plain Contempt! --O that I could resent it as I ought--then Sword, or Poison should revenge me--Why am I so curs'd to Love you still? --O that those Fiends (continu'd she, bursting into Tears) that have deform'd thy Soul, would change thy Person too, turn every Charm to horrid Blackness, grim as thy Cruelty, and foul as thy Ingratitude, to free that Heart, thy Perjury has ruin'd! I thought, Madam, (said he, with an Accent maliciously ironical) that you had thrown off, even the Appearances of Love for me, by the Message you sent me yesterday--O thou Tormenter! (interrupted she) hast thou not wrong'd me in the tenderest Point, driven me to the last Degree of Misery! to Madness! to Despair? And dost thou--can'st thou reproach me for complaining? --Your Coldness, your Unkindness stung me to the Soul, and then I said, I know not what-- but I remember well, that I would have seem'd careless and indifferent like you. You need not (reply'd he) give yourself the Trouble of an Apology, I have no Design to make a Quarrel of it; and wish, for both our Peace, you could as easily moderate your Passions, as I can mine; and that you may the better do so, I leave you to reflect on what I have said, and the little Reason I have ever given you for such Intemperance. He left the Chamber with these Words, which instead of quelling, more enflam'd Alovisa's Rage. She threw herself down into an Elbow-Chair that stood there, and gave a Loose to the Tempest of her Soul; sometimes she curs'd, and vow'd the bitterest Revenge, sometimes she wept, and at others, was resolv'd to fly to Death, the only Remedy for neglected Love. In the midst of these confus'd Meditations, casting her Eye on a Table by her, she saw a Paper, and something written on it, which hastily taking up, found it the Count's Character, and read (to her inexpressible Torment) these Lines.
(pp. 111-3)",,21330,"","""She threw herself down into an Elbow-Chair that stood there, and gave a Loose to the Tempest of her Soul.""","",2013-06-30 16:46:46 UTC,""
7687,"",Searching in WWO,2013-09-23 20:59:15 UTC,"[...] He had, by his usual Artifices, prevail'd on the Ambassador of Habul, to retard his intended Departure for a few days, within which time he doubted not but to find some Expedient to set all right again with that Monarch. And having thus got off, at least postpon'd an Affair which threatned him with so much Mischief, returned hastily to the Grove where he had left the Princess: His Rage, at finding she had quitted not only that Place, but the whole Kingdom of Hypotofa, cou'd be exceeded by nothing but that which seized him, when, on consulting the Ypres concerning her retreat, he was informed she was in Oozoff, a Country which, as Alhahuza had truly told her, was wholly out of the reach of wicked Magick. Neither aerial, terrestrial, nor infernal Spirits, cou'd, in this juncture, be of service to him: He rav'd, he curs'd the Insufficiency of his Science; and, for some Moments, behaved little like that artful Politician, whose Subtilty had enslaved the bravest Nation in the World, and seduced the wisest. But this Gust of stormy Passion blowing over, he endeavoured to banish all Thoughts on what was impossible to be done, to make way for those on what was not so; and after comparing, examining, and condemning an infinite Number of Projects, which, by turns, presented themselves for Approbation, he at length made choice of the following one.",,22834,"","""But this Gust of stormy Passion blowing over, he endeavoured to banish all Thoughts on what was impossible to be done, to make way for those on what was not so; and after comparing, examining, and condemning an infinite Number of Projects, which, by turns, presented themselves for Approbation, he at length made choice of the following one.""",Empire,2013-09-23 20:59:15 UTC,""