work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3820,"","Searching ""impression"" and ""fancy"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-20 00:00:00 UTC,"When unto such a Maid has given her Heart,
And said, Alone my Happiness thou art,
In thee and in thy Truth I place my Rest.
Her sad Surprize how can it be exprest,
When all on which she built her Joy she finds,
Vanish, like Clouds, disperst before the Winds;
Her self, who th' adored Idol wont to be,
A poor despis'd Idolater to see?
Regardless Tears she may profusely spend,
Unpitty'd sighs her tender Breast may rend:
But the false Image she will ne're erace,
Though far unworthy still to hold its place:
So hard it is, even Wiser grown, to take
Th' Impression out, which Fancy once did make.
Believe me Nymphs, believe my hoary hairs,
Truth and Experience waits on many years.
",,9840,"","""But the false Image she will ne're erace, / Though far unworthy still to hold its place: / So hard it is, even Wiser grown, to take / Th' Impression out, which Fancy once did make.""",Impression,2011-11-24 18:55:37 UTC,""
6101,"","Searching in ""heart"" and ""engrav"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO.",2005-03-08 00:00:00 UTC,"'Twas thus Apelles bask'd in beauty's rays,
And felt the mischief of the stedfast gaze;
Trac'd with disorder'd hand Campaspe's charms,
And as their beam the kindling canvas warms,
Triumphant love, with still superior art,
Engraves their wonders on the Painter's heart.
(Cf. p. 6 in 1781 edition)
",,16131,"•As noticed previously, engraving may belong to both Writing and the Visual Arts. Here is seems (at the mention of the picture) that the engraving belongs to the category of Visual Arts.
","""Triumphant love, with still superior art, / Engraves their wonders on the Painter's heart.""","",2014-06-11 14:33:52 UTC,""
6506,"",Reading,2013-06-04 20:16:02 UTC,"To the harassed spirits of Ellena the changing scenery was refreshing, and she frequently yielded her cares to the influence of majestic nature. Over the gloom of Schedoni, no scenery had, at any moment, power; the shape and paint of external imagery gave neither impression or colour to his fancy. He contemned the sweet illusions, to which other spirits are liable, and which often confer a delight more exquisite, and not less innocent, than any which deliberative reason can bestow.
(II.x, p. 294)",,20347,"","""Over the gloom of Schedoni, no scenery had, at any moment, power; the shape and paint of external imagery gave neither impression or colour to his fancy.""",Impressions,2013-06-04 20:16:02 UTC,"Vol. II, Chap. x"