id,comments,provenance,dictionary,created_at,reviewed_on,work_id,theme,context,updated_at,metaphor,text
13921,"•I've included four times: Conquest, Yoke, Slavery, Bondage",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),"",2006-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,,5175,"",Book IV,2009-09-14 19:39:30 UTC,"""[T]he five senses in alliance [may] / To Reason hurl a proud defiance, / And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke, / Endeavour to throw off that yoke / Which they a greater slavery hold / Than Jewish bondage was of old""","This glorious system form'd for man
To practise when and how he can,
If the five senses in alliance
To Reason hurl a proud defiance,
And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke,
Endeavour to throw off that yoke
Which they a greater slavery hold
Than Jewish bondage was of old;
Or if they, something touch'd with shame,
Allow him to retain the name
Of Royalty, and, as in sport,
To hold a mimic formal court,
Permitted (no uncommon thing)
To be a kind of puppet-king,
And suffer'd, by the way of toy,
To hold a globe, but not employ;
Our system-mongers, struck with fear,
Prognosticate destruction near;
All things to anarchy must run;
The little world of man's undone.
(p. 157, ll. 161-80)"
14498,"",HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO-TCP.,"",2004-01-03 00:00:00 UTC,,5404,"","",2014-03-08 17:26:53 UTC,"""O Wisdom! if thy soft controul / Can soothe the sickness of the soul, / Can bid the warring passions cease, / And breathe the calm of tender peace;-- / Wisdom! I bless thy gentle sway, / And ever, ever will obey.""","O Wisdom! if thy soft controul
Can soothe the sickness of the soul,
Can bid the warring passions cease,
And breathe the calm of tender peace;--
Wisdom! I bless thy gentle sway,
And ever, ever will obey.
(ll. 1-6, p. 79)"
14503,•I've included this twice in Government: Rule and Subjection and Monarch,HDIS (Poetry),"",2004-01-03 00:00:00 UTC,2004-06-15,5406,"","",2013-11-17 16:46:15 UTC,"""Virtue that breast without a conflict gained, / And easy, like a native monarch, reigned.""","Such were the notes our chaster Sappho sung,
And every Muse dropped honey on her tongue.
Blest shade! how pure a breath of praise was thine,
Whose spotless life was faultless as thy line;
In whom each worth and every grace conspire,--
The Christian's meekness, and the poet's fire.
Learn'd without pride, a woman without art;
The sweetest manners, and the gentlest heart.
Smooth like her verse her passions learned to move,
And her whole soul was harmony and love.
Virtue that breast without a conflict gained,
And easy, like a native monarch, reigned.
On earth still favoured as by Heaven approved,
The world applauded, and Alexis loved.
With love, with health, with fame and friendship blest,
And of a cheerful heart the constant feast,
What more of bliss sincere could earth bestow?
What purer heaven could angels taste below?
But bliss from earth's vain scenes too quickly flies;
The golden cord is broke;--Alexis dies!
Now in the leafy shade and widowed grove
Sad Philomela mourns her absent love;
Now deep retired in Frome's enchanting vale,
She pours her tuneful sorrows on the gale;
Without one fond reserve the world disclaims,
And gives up all her soul to heavenly flames.
Yet in no useless gloom she wore her days;
She loved the work, and only shunned the praise:
Her pious hand the poor, the mourner blest;
Her image lived in every kindred breast.
Thynn, Carteret, Blackmore, Orrery approved,
And Prior praised, and noble Hertford loved;
Seraphic Kenn, and tuneful Watts were thine,
And virtue's noblest champions filled the line.
Blest in thy friendships! in thy death, too, blest!
Received without a pang to endless rest.
Heaven called the saint matured by length of days,
And her pure spirit was exhaled in praise.
Bright pattern of thy sex, be thou my Muse;
Thy gentle sweetness through my soul diffuse:
Let me thy palm, though not thy laurel share,
And copy thee in charity and prayer:--
Though for the bard my lines are far too faint,
Yet in my life let me transcribe the saint.
(ll. 1-44, pp. 96-7)"
14679,•Savillon to Beauvaris. Opening of Volume II. Added a new entry under conquest on 1/20/2005.,"Found again searching ""conque"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Prose) on 1/20/2005",Ruler,2009-09-14 19:41:36 UTC,2003-10-22,5483,"","Vol II, Letter 26
",2012-01-25 21:50:30 UTC,"""The love, to which at length I discovered my heart to be subject, had conquered without tumult, and become despotic under the semblance of freedom.""","The fate of my father, as well as mutual inclination, made Roubigné his friend; for this last is of a temper formed rather to delight in the pride of assisting unfortunate worth, than in the joy of knowing it in a better situation. After the death of my father, I became the ward of his friend's generosity: a state I should have brooked but ill, had not Julia been his daughter. From those early days, when first I knew her, I remember her friendship as making part of my existence: without her, pleasure was vapid, and sorrow, in her society, was changed into enjoyment. At that time of life, the mind has little reserve. We meant but friendship, and called it so without alarm. The love, to which at length I discovered my heart to be subject, had conquered without tumult, and become despotic under the semblance of freedom.
(pp. 5-6)"
16139,.,"Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",Empire,2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,,6107,"","",2014-06-10 17:33:06 UTC,"""As when thou call'st the shuddering thoughts to mourn / O'er talents wither'd in the untimely urn; / To grieve that Penury's resistless storm / Beat cold and deadly o'er the shrinking form, / Where mighty Genius had those powers enshrined, / Whose reign is boundless o'er each feeling mind; / To mourn that anguish durst the heart invade / Beneath the regal purple's awful shade, / That, steep'd in blood, at the fanatic frown, / From Charles' pale brows should fall the thorny crown; / That England's virgin majesty should close / A long illustrious life in bitterest woes; / She, who, in wisdom firm, as vast in power, / On grateful millions shed the prosperous hour.""","Sing on, sweet Bard! when spring's gay warblers cease
To celebrate the jocund year's increase,
And summer must no more his thirst subdue
In the expanding rose-bud's lucid dew;
But, with their fading hues, and closing bells,
The pale, shrunk flowers shall strew the whiten'd dells,
And autumn's lingering steps, retreating, press
Their fallen petals down the lone recess,
Still may thy song, to every rising gale,
Sigh through the dim and melancholy vale;
And when the aerial archer, as he flies,
Wings the red arrow through the gloomy skies,
And furious Trent, high o'er his banks shall pour
The turbid waters round thy favourite bower,
Ceaseless do thou the rising strain prolong,
And hail stern winter with thy solemn song!
While for the lyre, that erst to the soft days
Of bloomy summer breath'd the lovely lays,
On thy nerv'd arm the Eolian shell be slung,
Full to the tempest's angry wailing flung;
And he, whose strains, on cold Temora's hill,
Mourn'd o'er the eddies of the darken'd rill,
The fame resounding of the fallen brave,
O'er Erin's heath, and Ullin's stormy wave,
He, on his thin, grey mist descending slow,
Shrill as the frequent blast is heard to blow,
'Mid the lone rocks thy wandering steps shall find,
And lift thy harp to winter's loudest wind.
O! when its tones fall murmuring on the floods,
Deeply respondent to the groaning woods,
Each lofty note, that hymns the rifled year,
With force impressive shall assail the ear,
As when thou call'st the shuddering thoughts to mourn
O'er talents wither'd in the untimely urn;
To grieve that Penury's resistless storm
Beat cold and deadly o'er the shrinking form,
Where mighty Genius had those powers enshrin'd,
Whose reign is boundless o'er each feeling mind;
To mourn that anguish durst the heart invade
Beneath the regal purple's awful shade,
That, steep'd in blood, at the fanatic frown,
From Charles' pale brows should fall the thorny crown;
That England's virgin majesty should close
A long illustrious life in bitterest woes;
She, who, in wisdom firm, as vast in power,
On grateful millions shed the prosperous hour.
O! how unlike those councils dark, that hurl'd
The torch of Discord o'er the western world!"
19243,"",Searching in Google Books,Court and Empire,2011-09-29 17:43:10 UTC,,5345,"","Part I, Chap. ii, Sect 9",2011-09-29 17:43:10 UTC,"""When Reason invades the rights of Common Sense, and presumes to arraign that authority by which she herself acts, nonsense and confusion must of necessity ensue; science will soon come to have neither head nor tail, beginning nor end; philosophy will grow contemptible; and its adherents, far from being treated, as in former times, upon the footing of conjurers, will be thought by the vulgar, and by every man of sense, to be little better than downright fools.""","In the laws of nature, when thoroughly understood, there appear no contradictions. It is only in the systems of philosophers that reason and common sense are at variance. No man of common sense ever did or could believe, that the horse he saw coming toward him at full gallop, was an idea in his mind, and nothing else; no thief was ever such a fool, as to plead in his own defence, that his crime was necessary and unavoidable, for that man is born to pick pockets as the sparks fly upward. When Reason invades the rights of Common Sense, and presumes to arraign that authority by which she herself acts, nonsense and confusion must of necessity ensue; science will soon come to have neither head nor tail, beginning nor end; philosophy will grow contemptible; and its adherents, far from being treated, as in former times, upon the footing of conjurers, will be thought by the vulgar, and by every man of sense, to be little better than downright fools.
(I.ii.9, p. 161)"
19788,"",Reading,Fetters,2012-05-29 14:34:55 UTC,,5175,"",Book IV,2012-05-29 14:34:55 UTC,"""This glorious system form'd for man / To practise when and how he can, / If the five senses in alliance / To Reason hurl a proud defiance, / And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroken, / Endeavour to throw off that yoke / Which they a greater slavery hold / Than Jewish bondage was of old.""","This glorious system form'd for man
To practise when and how he can,
If the five senses in alliance
To Reason hurl a proud defiance,
And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke,
Endeavour to throw off that yoke
Which they a greater slavery hold
Than Jewish bondage was of old;
Or if they, something touch'd with shame,
Allow him to retain the name
Of Royalty, and, as in sport,
To hold a mimic formal court,
Permitted (no uncommon thing)
To be a kind of puppet-king,
And suffer'd, by the way of toy,
To hold a globe, but not employ;
Our system-mongers, struck with fear,
Prognosticate destruction near;
All things to anarchy must run;
The little world of man's undone.
(p. 157, ll. 161-80)"
21446,"",C-H Lion,Empire,2013-07-02 20:51:15 UTC,,5476,"","",2013-07-02 20:51:15 UTC,"""It is this which hath been so justly celebrated as giving one man an ascendant over others, superior even to what despotism itself can bestow; since by the latter the more ignoble part, only the body and its members, are enslaved; whereas, from the dominion of the former, nothing is exempted, neither judgment nor affection, not even the inmost recesses, the most latent movements of the soul. What opposition is he not prepared to conquer, on whose arms reason hath conferred solidity and weight, and passion such a sharpness as enables them, in defiance of every obstruction, to open a speedy passage to the heart?""","Finally, that kind, the most complex of all, which is calculated to influence the will, and persuade to a certain conduct, as it is in reality an artful mixture of that which proposes to convince the judgment, and that which interests the passions, its distinguishing excellency results from these two, the argumentative and the pathetic incorporated together. These acting with united force, and, if I may so express myself, in concert, constitute that passionate eviction, that vehemence of contention, which is admirably fitted for persuasion, and hath always been regarded as the supreme qualification in an orator. It is this which bears down every obstacle, and procures the speaker an irresistible power over the thoughts and purposes of his audience. It is this which hath been so justly celebrated as giving one man an ascendant over others, superior even to what despotism itself can bestow; since by the latter the more ignoble part, only the body and its members, are enslaved; whereas, from the dominion of the former, nothing is exempted, neither judgment nor affection, not even the inmost recesses, the most latent movements of the soul. What opposition is he not prepared to conquer, on whose arms reason hath conferred solidity and weight, and passion such a sharpness as enables them, in defiance of every obstruction, to open a speedy passage to the heart?
(I, pp. 32-5)"
22148,META-METAPHORICAL. INTEREST,Reading,Empire,2013-08-15 04:52:41 UTC,,7583,Meta-Metaphorical,"",2013-08-15 04:53:03 UTC,"""Each of these words, implies, resistance; but, that of 'conquer', refers to victory over enemies; and is, generally, used in the literal sense: that of 'subdue', is more applicable to our passions; being, oftener, used in a figurative; and means, a bringing under subjection: that of 'overcome', supposes efforts, against any obstacle that opposes; meaning, rather, to surmount.""","51. To Conquer, Subdue, Overcome.
Each of these words, implies, resistance; but, that of conquer, refers to victory over enemies; and is, generally, used in the literal sense: that of subdue, is more applicable to our passions; being, oftener, used in a figurative; and means, a bringing under subjection: that of overcome, supposes efforts, against any obstacle that opposes; meaning, rather, to surmount.
We have conquered our enemies, when we have beat them, in such a manner, as to put it out of their power, to do us any further hurt. We may be said, to have subdued our lusts, when we are able to withstand every temptation. We overcome our adversaries, when we obtain our end, in spite of every opposition.
It requires courage and valour, to conquer; endeavour and resolution, to subdue; patience and perseverance, to overcome.
Alexander gloried more in his conquests, than in any other thing upon earth. Of all passions, avarice is the most difficult to subdue; as neither age, or, weakness of constitution, is able to rebate its edge. We should strive to overcome evil, with good.
(pp. 65-6)"
24401,"",Reading,Empire,2014-08-21 04:16:00 UTC,,6006,Psychomachia,Epistle I,2014-08-21 04:16:00 UTC,"""""Soon will the reign of Hope and Fear be o'er, / And warring passions militate no more.""","Judg'd not the old philosopher aright,
When thus he preach'd, his pupils in his sight?
""It matters not, my friends, how low or high
""Your little walk of transient life may lie.
""Soon will the reign of Hope and Fear be o'er,
""And warring passions militate no more.
""And trust me, he who, having once survey'd
""The good and fair which Nature's wisdom made,
""The soonest to his former state retires,
""And feels the peace of satisfied desires,
""(Let others deem more wisely if they can),
""I look on him to be the happiest man.""
(p. 94, ll. 135-146)"