text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"Why bade ye else, ye Pow'rs! her soul aspire
Above the vulgar flight of low desire?
Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes;
The glorious fault of Angels and of Gods:
Thence to their images on earth it flows,
And in the breasts of Kings and Heroes glows!
Most souls, 'tis true, but peep out once an age,
Dull sullen pris'ners in the body's cage:
Dim lights of life that burn a length of years,
Useless, unseen, as lamps in sepulchres;
Like Eastern Kings a lazy state they keep,
And close confin'd in their own palace sleep.
(p. 262, ll. 11-22)",2009-09-14 19:35:31 UTC,"""Dim lights of life that burn a length of years, / Useless, unseen, as lamps in sepulchres""",2006-11-28 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"",•I've included twice: Lamp and Sepulchre,Reading,11055,4247
"Six Times the Day with Light and Hope arose,
As oft the Night her Terrors did oppose,
While toss'd on roring Waves the tender Crew
Had nought but Death and Horror in their View:
Pale Famine, Seas, bleak Cold at equal Strife,
Conspiring all against their Bloom of Life:
Whilst like the Lamp's last Flame, their trembling Souls
Are on the Wing to leave their mortal Goals;
And Death before them stands with frightful Stare,
Their Spirits spent, and sunk down to despair.",2010-07-01 20:36:17 UTC,"""Whilst like the Lamp's last Flame, their trembling Souls / Are on the Wing to leave their mortal Goals.""",2006-01-19 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","•I've included thrice: Lamp, Flame, Prison
","Searching ""soul"" and ""lamp"" in HDIS (Poetry)",11256,4319
"Whence grew society, so wish'd an art,
If the mind's elegance betrays the heart?
Were it a crime in flashing souls, to rise,
And strike each other thro' the meeting eyes;
Those op'ning windows had not let in light,
Nor stream'd ideas out, to voice the sight.
(Cf. p. 22 in 1734 miscellany)",2014-06-11 18:43:15 UTC,"""Were it a crime in flashing souls, to rise, / And strike each other thro' the meeting eyes; / Those op'ning windows had not let in light, / Nor stream'd ideas out, to voice the sight.""",2006-01-25 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Room,"","Searching ""idea"" and ""window"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again in ECCO.",13195,4918
"From dreams, where Thought in Fancy's maze runs mad,
To reason, that heaven-lighted lamp in man,
Once more I wake; and at the destined hour,
Punctual as lovers to the moment sworn,
I keep my assignation with my woe.
(ll. 1-5, p. 73 in CUP edition)",2013-06-06 14:04:54 UTC,"""From dreams, where Thought in Fancy's maze runs mad, / To reason, that heaven-lighted lamp in man, / Once more I wake; and at the destined hour, / Punctual as lovers to the moment sworn, / I keep my assignation with my woe.""",2013-06-06 14:04:54 UTC,Night the Third,"",,"","",Reading,20421,7401