work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3669,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""mirrour"" (""mirror"") in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-11-30 00:00:00 UTC," Then, my Lucasia, we who have
Whatever Love can give or crave;
Who can with pitying scorn survey
The Trifles which the most betray;
With innocence and perfect friendship fir'd
By Vertue joyn'd, and by our Choice retir'd.
Whose Mirrours are the crystal Brooks,
Or else each others Hearts and Looks;
Who cannot wish for other things
Then Privacy and Friendship brings:
Whose thoughts and persons chang'd and mixt are one,
Enjoy Content, or else the World hath none",,9517,Final Two Stanzas,"""Whose Mirrours are the crystal Brooks, / Or else each others Hearts and Looks.""",Mirror,2013-08-21 13:55:54 UTC,""
3704,"","Searching ""mirror"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Drama)",2005-11-30 00:00:00 UTC,"ANG.
All this thou'st made me know, for which I hate thee.
Had I remain'd in innocent security,
I shou'd have thought all men were born my slaves,
And worn my pow'r like lightening in my Eyes,
To have destroy'd at pleasure when offended:
--But when Love held the Mirror, the undeceiving Glass
Reflected all the weakness of my Soul, and made me know
My richest treasure being lost, my Honour,
All the remaining spoil cou'd not be worth
The Conqueror's Care or Value.
--Oh how I fell like a long worship't Idol
Discovering all the Cheat.
Wou'd not the Insence and rich Sacrifice,
Which blind Devotion offer'd at my Alters,
Have fall'n to thee?
Why wou'dst thou then destroy my fancy'd pow'r.",,9605,•Cross-reference: See also Kemble's adaptation: Love in Many Masks (1790).,"""But when Love held the Mirror, the undeceiving Glass / Reflected all the weakness of my Soul, and made me know / My richest treasure being lost, my Honour, / All the remaining spoil cou'd not be worth / The Conqueror's Care or Value.""","",2013-06-11 17:53:56 UTC,"Act V, scene i"
6726,"",Reading,2010-06-21 17:46:57 UTC,"In every Brook or Mirrour we can find
Reflections of our face to be;
But a true Optick to present our Mind
We hardly get, and darkly see.
(ll. 5-8)",,17892,Echoing Corinthians: we see in a glass darkly.,"""In every Brook or Mirrour we can find / Reflections of our face to be; / But a true Optick to present our Mind / We hardly get, and darkly see.""","",2010-06-21 17:46:57 UTC,""