id,dictionary,theme,reviewed_on,metaphor,created_at,provenance,comments,work_id,text,context,updated_at
8420,"","",,"""Hence are his senses to his reason subject.""",2003-12-30 00:00:00 UTC,HDIS,"",3197,"FOURTEENTH ANGEL.
Placed in a state of innocence is man;
Primeval justice is his blessed gift,
Hence are his senses to his reason subject,
His body to his mind,
Enjoying reason as his prime endowment.",I've included the entire poem,2009-09-14 19:33:34 UTC
15586,"","",,"""Like Britain's Monarch"" an audience may ""act [their] generous parts, /And fix [their] empire, in [actors] greatful hearts.",2004-08-16 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""heart"" and ""empire"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",5854,"Yet, for I feel my female fears increase,
Tho' arm'd for war, yet still I wish for peace:
We own your pow'r, confess your wond'rous sway,
Whom all our great dramatic realms obey:
No merit we can claim, till you befriend it,
Wit is not wit, unless your taste commend it:
From th' Author's anvil a mere sluggish mass;
Your plaudits stamp the coin, and bid it pass.
By your mild sentence then decide our fate:
Far better to be good than to be great!
Like Britain's Monarch, act your generous parts,
And fix your empire, in our greatful hearts.",Back Matter,2009-09-14 19:44:02 UTC
15654,"","",,"A boy with the the divine gift of beauty may conquer ""each heart he lists"" nor needs Cupid's ""shafts to aid his victories""",2005-02-10 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""conque"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",5896,"Ven.
Chang'd as he was, the youth repair'd to Lesbos,
Where Sappho saw, and, need I add, ador'd him.
For, Cupid, well thou know'st, the tender soul,
That Poesy inspires, is very wax
To Beauty's piercing ray: the blooming boy,
More raptur'd with her lyre than with her form,
Feign'd real passion; swore eternal truth.
Yet scarce the waning moon had heard his vows,
Ere all those vows were broke, and perjur'd Phaon
Parted for Sicily; where now he reigns
Here like ourselves, my Son, all-absolute,
Conquering each heart he lists, nor needs thy shafts
To aid his victories.
","",2009-09-14 19:44:14 UTC
15655,"","",,""" For, Cupid, well thou know'st, the tender soul, / That Poesy inspires, is very wax / To Beauty's piercing ray""",2005-03-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""wax"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",5896,"Ven.
Chang'd as he was, the youth repair'd to Lesbos,
Where Sappho saw, and, need I add, ador'd him.
For, Cupid, well thou know'st, the tender soul,
That Poesy inspires, is very wax
To Beauty's piercing ray: the blooming boy,
More raptur'd with her lyre than with her form,
Feign'd real passion; swore eternal truth.
Yet scarce the waning moon had heard his vows,
Ere all those vows were broke, and perjur'd Phaon
Parted for Sicily; where now he reigns
Here like ourselves, my Son, all-absolute,
Conquering each heart he lists, nor needs thy shafts
To aid his victories.
","",2009-09-14 19:44:14 UTC
15656,"","",,"""[M]ark it well, / And stamp the awful moral on your souls""",2005-04-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""soul"" and ""stamp"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",5896,"Ag.
Behold his fate, and tremble, ye that dare
To break those chaste and sanctimonious vows,
This deity approves. But see, what light
Sudden and dazzling sparkles from his symbol!
Behold! it moves; it shakes its saffron robe;
In gentle guise it waves its lambent torch;
It speaks.
[The Statue of Hymen during this speech appears animated by degrees, and then utters the following words in accompanying Recitative.
Mortals! to you 'tis given to view,
In bright ideal portraiture, the scene
Now passing at Leucate; mark it well,
And stamp the awful moral on your souls.
","",2009-09-14 19:44:15 UTC
16186,"","",,""" His youth, his comeliness, his country too, / Will stamp him very Curan in her heart""",2005-04-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""heart"" and ""stamp"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",6135,"Ev'n when we first set eye upon this youth
We thought his face trick'd out by our good stars
To fit our long-meant purpose. He shall wed
Our niece; shall pass on her for Denmark's prince.
His youth, his comeliness, his country too,
Will stamp him very Curan in her heart;
And, married to an alien and a peasant,
Where then will be her royalty? But first
I must dismiss Earl Oswald. He is honest,
And has, what oft is found with honesty,
A hot and credulous spirit, which we found
Easy to practise on to his son's ruin,
Who had that stubborn and rebellious bearing,
We fear'd might after harm us. But in this,
Were we to make the old earl privy to it,
He ne'er would meet our wishes: he shall go
Envoy to Denmark; but my arts will fail me,
If e'er he living lands on Denmark's shore.
What ho! who waits there? is Lord Oswald come?","",2009-09-14 19:45:59 UTC
16187,Eye,Mind's Eye,,"""Has my moral pencil / So oft portray'd the forms of truth and falshood, / In their just lineaments, to thy mind's eye""",2005-05-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""mind"" and ""eye""","",6135,"SEW.
Hapless youth!
Have I then all in vain pour'd on thine ear
The love of honour, that, with virtuous thirst,
Still drank it gladly? Has my moral pencil
So oft portray'd the forms of truth and falshood,
In their just lineaments, to thy mind's eye;
And hast thou lov'd the one, and scorn'd the other,
Unbid, save by the voice that bade within?
Thou know'st thou hast; say then, shall one example,
Base as it is, and as thou feel'st it is,
Undo?--","",2009-09-14 19:45:59 UTC
16188,"","",,"""The future whole infix upon thy mind; / Be there each line in truth ideal drawn""",2005-05-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""mind"" and ""line"" in HDIS (Poetry)","•Footnote 1 is ""LXI. The Original must be in the head, and the Copy on the cloth."" 2. is ""LXIII. The Compass to be in the eyes.""",6135,"[1]This to obtain, let taste with judgment join'd
The future whole infix upon thy mind;
Be there each line in truth ideal drawn,
Or ere a colour on the canvass dawn;
Then as the work proceeds, that work submit
To sight instinctive, not to doubting wit;
[2]The eye each obvious error swift descries,
Hold then the compass only in the eyes.","",2009-09-14 19:45:59 UTC
19052,Fetters,"",,"""At Hymen's altar claim the chain / That twines two willing hearts in one!""",2011-07-29 16:00:01 UTC,"Searching ""heart"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Drama)","",5854,"The SONG, by
Miss Plinlimmon.
I.
Oh young affection's glowing train
By mutual fond endearment won!
At Hymen's altar claim the chain
That twines two willing hearts in one!
II.
Have ye not seen in Flora's bower,
Two roses on one stem respire?
So form'd by passion's blending power,
Two hearts are thron'd on one desire.
(III.iii)","Act III, scene iii",2011-07-29 16:06:23 UTC