"Whene'er he visits us with Racks of Pain, / And speeds the rapid Fever in each Vein, / Our drossy Souls the potent Fire refines,/ Till the bright Ore in polish'd Beauty shines"
— Langhorne,William (1721-1772)
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. Griffiths [etc.]
Date
1760
Metaphor
"Whene'er he visits us with Racks of Pain, / And speeds the rapid Fever in each Vein, / Our drossy Souls the potent Fire refines,/ Till the bright Ore in polish'd Beauty shines"
Metaphor in Context
Whene'er he visits us with Racks of Pain,
And speeds the rapid Fever in each Vein,
Our drossy Souls the potent Fire refines,
Till the bright Ore in polish'd Beauty shines.
Then Mercy's smiling Form shall Joy restore,
And we the gracious Hand that smote adore.
(Book III, p. 61, ll. 33-38)
And speeds the rapid Fever in each Vein,
Our drossy Souls the potent Fire refines,
Till the bright Ore in polish'd Beauty shines.
Then Mercy's smiling Form shall Joy restore,
And we the gracious Hand that smote adore.
(Book III, p. 61, ll. 33-38)
Categories
Provenance
Searching "soul" and "dross" in HDIS (Poetry)
Theme
Refinement
Date of Entry
07/19/2005
