id,comments,provenance,dictionary,created_at,reviewed_on,work_id,theme,context,updated_at,metaphor,text
19958,"",Reading,"",2013-01-22 04:20:46 UTC,,5070,"",Chapter XXV,2013-01-22 04:20:46 UTC,"""Their grief, however, like their joy, was transient; every thing floated in their mind unconnected with the past or future, so that one desire easily gave way to another, as a second stone cast into the water effaces and confounds the circles of the first.""","The princess, in the mean time, insinuated herself into many families; for there are few doors, through which liberality, joined with good humour, cannot find its way. The daughters of many houses were airy and chearful, but Nekayah had been too long accustomed to the conversation of Imlac and her brother to be much pleased with childish levity and prattle which had no meaning. She found their thoughts narrow, their wishes low, and their merriment often artificial. Their pleasures, poor as they were, could not be preserved pure, but were embittered by petty competitions and worthless emulation. They were always jealous of the beauty of each other; of a quality to which solicitude can add nothing, and from which detraction can take nothing away. Many were in love with triflers like themselves, and many fancied that they were in love when in truth they were only idle. Their affection was seldom fixed on sense or virtue, and therefore seldom ended but in vexation. Their grief, however, like their joy, was transient; every thing floated in their mind unconnected with the past or future, so that one desire easily gave way to another, as a second stone cast into the water effaces and confounds the circles of the first."
20843,"",Searching in Project Gutenberg,"",2013-06-17 16:18:30 UTC,,7447,"","",2013-06-17 16:18:30 UTC,"""From whence he concluded, that the Spirit which actuated any Species was one and the same; only distributed among so many Hearts, as there were Individuals in that Species, so that if it were possible for all that Spirit, which is so divided among so many Hearts, to be Collected into one Receptacle, it would be all the same thing, just as if any one Liquor should be pour'd out into several Dishes and afterwards put all together again in one Vessel; this Liquor would still be the same, as well when it was divided, as when it was altogether, only in respect of that division it may be said in some sort to be Multiplied.""","§. 34. He proceeded from hence to the consideration of all the Species of Animals and found that every Individual of them was One. Next he consider'd them with regard to their different Species, viz. as Roes, Horses, Asses and all sorts of Birds according to their kinds, and he perceiv'd that all the Individuals of every Species were exactly like one another, in the shape of their Parts, both within and without, that their Apprehensions, Motions, and Inclinations were alike, and that those little differences which where visible amongst them, were inconsiderable in respect of those many things in which they agreed. From whence he concluded, that the Spirit which actuated any Species was one and the same; only distributed among so many Hearts, as there were Individuals in that Species, so that if it were possible for all that Spirit, which is so divided among so many Hearts, to be Collected into one Receptacle, it would be all the same thing, just as if any one Liquor should be pour'd out into several Dishes and afterwards put all together again in one Vessel; this Liquor would still be the same, as well when it was divided, as when it was altogether, only in respect of that division it may be said in some sort to be Multiplied. By this way of Contemplation he perceiv'd that a whole Species was One and the same thing, and that the Multiplicity of Individuals in the same Species is like the Multiplicity of Parts in the same Person, which indeed are not many [i.e. are only One.] "
20844,"",Searching in Project Gutenberg,"",2013-06-17 16:20:09 UTC,,7447,"","",2013-06-17 16:20:09 UTC,"""For instance, suppose the same Water be pour'd out into different Vessels, that which is in this Vessel may possibly be something warmer than that which is in another, tho' 'tis the same Water still, and so every degree of Heat and Cold in this Water in the Several Vessels, will represent the Specifick difference which there is in Animals: And as that Water is all one and the same, so is that Animal Spirit One, tho' in some respect there is a sort of Multiplicity. And so under this Notion he look'd upon the whole Species of living Creatures, to be all One.""","§ 35. Then he represented in his Mind, all the Several kinds of Animals, and perceiv'd that Sensation, and Nutrition, and the Power of moving freely where they pleas'd, was common to them all; which Actions he was assur'd before, were all very proper to the Animal Spirit, and that those lesser things in which they differ'd (notwithstanding their agreement in these greater,) were not so proper to that Spirit. From this consideration he concluded, that it was only One and the same Animal Spirit, which Actuated all living Creatures whatsoever, tho' there was in it a little difference, which each Species claim'd as peculiar to it self. For instance, suppose the same Water be pour'd out into different Vessels, that which is in this Vessel may possibly be something warmer than that which is in another, tho' 'tis the same Water still, and so every degree of Heat and Cold in this Water in the Several Vessels, will represent the Specifick difference which there is in Animals: And as that Water is all one and the same, so is that Animal Spirit One, tho' in some respect there is a sort of Multiplicity. And so under this Notion he look'd upon the whole Species of living Creatures, to be all One. "
20961,"",C-H Lion,"",2013-06-18 21:10:03 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-18 21:10:03 UTC,"""Why just then, all of a sudden, before I cou'd say what's this, or knew where I was, my Noddle now swimming with a million of Fancies, (as I alwayes had a very working Brain,) and I not minding my way, in tumbled I into the River, hugging the waves so tenderly, you can't imagine.""","One day while at School (at Dungrove, the place where I now boarded) returning home about the time that Sols fiery footed Steeds began to make the Ocean hizz with thrusting their hoofs into't, being attended with all my play-fellows, (for they honoured me) after we had embraced one another, (for we were civil) and taken a kind Farewell, which had like to have been our last: As I was Rambling home by a stragling River, that sneaks through the Town of [ Latmus ] and gazing sometimes on the lofty Hills and flowry Dales, and sometimes on the stately Swans that did now in Triumph ride in the Sedges of the mæandring Streams, (I think those Swans were Geese tho', to tell truth) and by and by listning to those feather'd people that were warbling out their ravishing Ditties in a sullen Grove, and coo and coo unto each others moan,--Owls, Cuckoes, Phoenicopters, Rooks and Phoenixes--why just then, all of a sudden, before I cou'd say what's this, or knew where I was, my Noddle now swimming with a million of Fancies, (as I alwayes had a very working Brain,) and I not minding my way, in tumbled I into the River, hugging the waves so tenderly, you can't imagine--But not to tell you what Discourse the Water-Nymphs and I had together, how they took me down with 'em to their Christal Palaces, and Sea-green dining Rooms, all hung with watchet Silk, and deckt with Corall and Mother o' Pearl, I'll warr'nt you the cheapest thing amongst it: Not to puzzle or Gagg your belief with such odd Accidents--this I'm sure you'll all credit--that when I was under water, I was in danger of drowning, and had I continued there but one four and twenty hours, I had certainly been dead to this day,--and there had been an end of Kainophilus and all his Rambles:--but as my better Stars wou'd have it, who shou'd lie sleeping just by the water-side, but one Mr. J. R. (not James Rex, but another whose Name begins with the same Letters) methinks I have him still before my Eyes,--how he startled when I flounc'd into the Water, thinking belike t'had been some Spaniel Dog or other,--how after I was under Water, he got upon his Breech, rubbed his Eyes, and lookt about him to see what was the matter, (for he has told me all the story since) and lastly how he saw my Heels capering up, like the Handle of a Milk-Pail when carried away by the stream, and catching me hold by the left Leg, pull'd me out in spite of half a Tun of water both in my Cloaths and Belly, and held me up by the Heels so long till I thought my Guts wou'd have dropt out at my Mouth, or at least I should have gone to Stool at the wrong end. Nor yet cou'd I find 'i my heart to be angry with him, so grateful is my Nature, for thus saving my Life, when I was within six Gasps precisely of feeding the Fishes:--I say precisely, for sure I shou'd best know the measure of my own Belly, for that must unavoidably have burst with six go-downs more of that uncomfortable Element:--So there's an end o' that Ramble; Fate held its own, and he that is born to dye in his Bed, shall ne're be drown'd.
(I, pp. 61-3)"
20970,"",C-H Lion,"",2013-06-18 21:30:40 UTC,,7476,Drunkenness,"",2013-06-18 21:30:40 UTC,"""'Tis uncertain whether the Fellow I'm about telling you a merry Story of, had been Dancing at a May-pole or no, but sure enough he was got finely Fox'd some where or other i'the Strand, and staid at it till the Watch was set--and then homeward he Rambled as his brutish Carcase cou'd direct him, for his Soul was Imprison'd (as the Dutch Towns when the Sluces were drawn up and the Dykes pierc'd) and cou'd do him no farther Service.""","'Tis uncertain whether the Fellow I'm about telling you a merry Story of, had been Dancing at a May-pole or no, but sure enough he was got finely Fox'd some where or other i'the Strand, and staid at it till the Watch was set--and then homeward he Rambled as his brutish Carcase cou'd direct him, for his Soul was Imprison'd (as the Dutch Towns when the Sluces were drawn up and the Dykes pierc'd) and cou'd do him no farther Service--In this pickle such as 'twas, and 'twou'd ha' bin worse had he happen'd into a Kennel or Common shore, was he sholling thro' the Strand--'twas a Moon-shiny Night, but the Moon being got behind the Houses, shined only a slant, and sent a little stream of light out of one of the small Lanes quite cross the Street--This the Inden Indenture-maker was now arriv'd at, and being a little sensible what a condition he was in, and so very careful of any danger, fancy'd he was come somewhere or other, for he had absolutely forgot where he was, to the side of a River--so up the Stream and down he goes to look for a Bridge, but finding none, reel'd back to try if he cou'd leap over--till coming to the side, he fancy'd the Brook too wide for him, therefore put off his Stockings--and Shoes to see whether he cou'd wade it--in he steps very gingerly, but the further he thrust in his Leg, finding the more of the Moon-shine, off go his Breeches too--not enough yet--the rest of his Cloaths follow, Shirt and all, which tying up in a Bundle over he throws, and himself wades after--yet 'twou'd n't do--he finds it up to his Chin--so out he strikes his Hands and Feet, down he falls and mawls his Body against the Pavement, but finding he cou'd make no way out of this Enchanted River, falls a yelping for some good Body to lend him a Rope and save his Life. The Watch who had stood near, and observ'd the Farce all the while with a great deal of Diversion, took up the poor Drownded Creature, half throttled with the conceit on't, and carry'd him to the Round-house, giving him his Cloaths again, where he lay till he was sober, and sufficiently asham'd of that extravagance his Intemperance had thrown him into, tho' much more harmless than many others in that mad condition have been guilty of.
(p. 153)"
20976,"",C-H Lion,Empire,2013-06-18 21:41:06 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-18 21:41:06 UTC,"""Thus might I have e'ne gone on to Doomsday without their minding a word I said, for by this time the Fumes of the Liquor, which it seems they had been tunning in all that day, conquer'd that little Reason they had left, and threw 'em all into a bruitish sleep.""","Thus might I have e'ne gone on to Doomsday without their minding a word I said, for by this time the Fumes of the Liquor, which it seems they had been tunning in all that day, conquer'd that little Reason they had left, and threw 'em all into a bruitish sleep; where I e'ne left 'em to snore and stink together, while I full glad of my happy Gaol-delivery, Bow-bell now ringing, got quietly home to my Masters, having had enough of their Company and Discourse, which made my Hair stand an end when I thought on't; and being sufficiently warn'd from ever coming amongst 'em afterwards.
(II, pp. 56-7)"
20984,INTEREST. CRAZY METAPHOR.,C-H Lion,Rooms,2013-06-19 01:34:25 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-19 01:34:25 UTC,"""I was nothing but all Flame and Fire, and the red-hot Thoughts glared about my Brains at such a rate, and if visible, wou'd, I fancy, have made just such a dreadful Appearance as the Window of a Glass-house discovers in a dark Night--viz. a parcel of stragling fiery Globes marching about and hizzing, appearing and vanishing high and low, transverse, and every where--which at length in a few days blew up my Head like a Bottle, and I had a Fire as uninterrupted, and I think as hot as that we talk of, rolling all over me, boiling my very Bowels into Tripes, and frying my poor Heart in its own Water, till I fancy it looked like the broyl'd Soul of a Goose, or a piece of Cheese tosted over the Candle.""","Instead of those sage and grave Notions that used to fill my Head, 'twas cramm'd top full of Whimseys and Whirligigs, by the vehement agitation of my distemper'd Fancy, as ever a Carkase-shell with Instruments of Death and Murder. I was nothing but all Flame and Fire, and the red-hot Thoughts glared about my Brains at such a rate, and if visible, wou'd, I fancy, have made just such a dreadful Appearance as the Window of a Glass-house discovers in a dark Night--viz. a parcel of stragling fiery Globes marching about and hizzing, appearing and vanishing high and low, transverse, and every where--which at length in a few days blew up my Head like a Bottle, and I had a Fire as uninterrupted, and I think as hot as that we talk of, rolling all over me, boiling my very Bowels into Tripes, and frying my poor Heart in its own Water, till I fancy it looked like the broyl'd Soul of a Goose, or a piece of Cheese tosted over the Candle. When poor Evander drunk, as my Nurse knows that was not often, 'twas like the slaking of Iron in Water, or rather the Taylor's spitting upon his Goose, where the little drops of moisture only stink and sputter, and fly off agen; and I can hardly perswade my self but if any Virtuoso had out of curiosity listen'd at my Back-Door, they might have easily heard the small Beer and Posset-drink hizz within me, as it came down into my Bowels.
(II, pp. 42-3)"
20996,"",C-H Lion,Animals,2013-06-19 02:10:00 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-19 02:10:20 UTC,"""But alas, I had not been sixty minutes Alphabetizing and sorting of Books before my old Rambling Maggot began to crawl and bite afresh; upon which I immediately grew as fickle and wavering as if I had drank Liquor distill'd from a Womans Brains; and nothing would satisfie me now till I saw the Situation of my Father's House again.""","But alas, I had not been sixty minutes Alphabetizing and sorting of Books before my old Rambling Maggot began to crawl and bite afresh; upon which I immediately grew as fickle and wavering as if I had drank Liquor distill'd from a Womans Brains; and nothing would satisfie me now till I saw the Situation of my Father's House again. 'Tis true, my Master did advise me (for which I'll pay and ever owe him as many Thanks as Arithmetick can count) to beg my Father's Consent before I rambled again; but my runnagate Mind being set on a galloping Frollick, he might with as much ease have found out the Quadrature of a Circle, or the Taylor's Name that works to the Man in the Moon, as have parted me from another Ramble; for beginning now to imagin that a Trade was troublesom, and that the toyl of keeping Accompts would be a labour too tedious for my Mercurial Brains, I was impatient till I was on another Ramble. And no sooner had the Night began to draw its Curtains, but Evander draws his.
(III, pp. 34-5)"
21008,"",C-H Lion,"",2013-06-19 02:49:19 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-19 02:49:19 UTC,"""This Cobler having been drinking till his Brains were shipwrackt in a deluge of Canary, yet unable with all that Liquor to quench his Nose, which appeared so flaming, that when he was smoaking, it could not be discerned by the most critical Eye, at which end his Pipe burned with the more red-hot fire.""","This Cobler having been drinking till his Brains were shipwrackt in a deluge of Canary, yet unable with all that Liquor to quench his Nose, which appeared so flaming, that when he was smoaking, it could not be discerned by the most critical Eye, at which end his Pipe burned with the more red-hot fire; staggering towards his Lodging about the Suburbs of the Morning, without any other light than was reflected from his Stellified Countenance, chanc'd to encounter a certain Hydrogogical Engine, by the Students in the Mathematicks call'd a Pump, which he taking for some cross-gain'd Fellow, that would not give the way, made so furiously at it, that with the terrible shock himself was beat backwards, and fell down just under the Spout, which a Maid having made use of just before for water to wash her house, it still continued to drisle softly; whereupon the sprawling Gentleman being much more inraged, (for you know no Injuries are so picquantly resented by generous Spirits as those that come attended with contempt,) cries out, You Dog! cannot you be content to beat and abuse me, but you must piss upon me too, and thereupon draws his Knife, & like a dying Hero, from the ground made several passes at his Adversary, till the Watch going their Rounds interrupted the ridiculous combat; but perceiving the Gentleman Cobler had got a considerable Wound in his Skull, took care for his safe conveyance to his Lodging, lest the excess of his Prowess might engage him in more such perilous Adventures.
(III, pp. 54-5)"
21009,"",C-H Lion,"",2013-06-19 02:50:22 UTC,,7476,"","",2013-06-19 02:50:22 UTC,"""Oh the Oceans of Delight that now flow'd within me!""","Reader, you are now to suppose me within sight of my Father's House: which as soon as e're I saw, Oh how did my Blood frisk and caper in every Vein! Oh the Oceans of Delight that now flow'd within me! I seem'd even ruin'd with Transport, and undone with Pleasure! my Breast was too narrow to contain my Joys!
(III, 57)"