work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
4272,"","Searching ""stamp"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-03-10 00:00:00 UTC,"D'elmont knew the Power he had over her too well, to be much discourag'd at what he read; and after a little consultation with Anaret, they concluded he should go to speak to her, as being the best Sollicitor in his own Cause. As he came down the Walk, Amena saw him thro' the Glass, and the sight of that beloved Object, bringing a thousand past Endearments to her Memory, made her incapable of retiring from the Window, and she remain'd in a languishing and immoveable Posture, leaning her Head against the Shutter, 'till he drew near enough to discern she saw him. He took this for no ill Omen, and instead of falling on his Knees at an humble Distance, as some Romantick Lovers would have done, redoubled his Pace, and Love and Fortune, which on this Occasion were resolv'd to befriend him, presented to his View a large Rolling-Stone which the Gardiner had accidentally left there; the Iron-work that held it was very high, and strong enough to bear a much greater Weight than his; so he made no more to do, but getting on the top of it, was almost to the Waste above the bottom of the Casement. This was a strange Trial, for had she been less in Love, good Manners would have oblig'd her to open it; however she retain'd so much of her former Resolution, as to conjure him to be gone, and not expose her to such Hazards; that if her Father should come to know she held any clandestine Correspondence with him, after the Commands he had given her, she were utterly undone, and that he never must expect any Condescensions from her, without being first allow'd by him. D'elmont, tho' he was a little startled to find her so much more Mistress of her Temper then he believ'd she could be, yet resolv'd to make all possible use of this Opportunity, which probably might be the last he shou'd ever have, look'd on her as she spoke, with Eyes so piercing, so sparkling with Desire, accompany'd with so bewitching softness, as might have thaw'd the most frozen Reservedness, and on the melting Soul stamp'd Love's Impression. 'Tis certain they were too irresistable to be long withstood, and putting an end to Amena's grave Remonstrances, gave him leave to reply to 'em in this manner. Why my Life, my Angel, said he, my everlasting Treasure of my Soul, shou'd these Objections now be rais'd? How can you say you have given me your Heart? Nay, own you think me worthy that inestimable Jewel, yet dare not trust your Person with me a few Hours: What have you to fear from your adoring Slave? I want but to convince you how much I am so, by a thousand yet uninvented Vows. They may be spar'd, cry'dAmena, hastily interrupting him, one Declaration to my Father, is all the Proof that he or I demands of your Sincerity. Oh! Thou Inhuman and Tyrannick Charmer, answer'd he, seizing her Hand, and eagerly kissing it, I doubt not but your faithful Anaret has told you that I could not without the highest Imprudence, presently discover the Passion I have for you to the World. I have, my Lord, said that cunning Wench who stood near him, and that 'twas only to acquaint her with the Reasons why, for some Time, you would have it a Secret, that you much desir'd to speak with her. Besides (rejoin'd the Count) consider, my Angel, how much more hazardous it is for you to hold Discourse with me here, than at a farther distance from your Father; your denying to go with me, is the only way to make your Fears prove true; his Jealousy of you may possibly make him more watchful than ordinary, and we are not sure but that this Minute he may tear you from my Arms; whereas, if you suffer me to bear you hence, if he should happen to come even to your Door, and hear no noise, he will believe you sleeping, and return to his Bed well satisfy'd. With these and the like Arguments she was at last overcome; and with the Assistance of Anaret, he easily lifted her down. But this rash Action, so contrary to the Resolution she thought herself a few Moments before so fix'd in, made such a Confusion in her Mind, as render'd her insensible for some Time of all he said to her. They made what haste they could into the Tuilleries; and D'elmont having plac'd her on one of the most pleasant Seats, was resolv'd to lose no time; and having given her some Reasons for his not addressing to her Father, which, tho' weak in themselves, were easily believ'd by a Heart so willing to be deceiv'd as her's, he began to press for a greater Confirmation of her Affection than Words; and 'twas now this inconsiderate Lady found herself in the greatest Strait she had ever yet been in; all Nature seem'd to favour his Design, the Pleasantness of the Place, the Silence of the Night, the Sweetness of the Air, perfum'd with a thousand various Odours, wasted by gentle Breezes from adjacent Gardens, compleated the most delightful Scene that ever was, to offer up a Sacrifice to Love; not a Breath but flew wing'd with Desire, and sent soft thrilling Wishes to the Soul; Cynthia herself, cold as she is reported, assisted in the Inspiration, and sometimes shone with all her Brightness, as it were to feast their ravish'd Eyes with gazing on each other's Beauty; then veil'd her Beams in Clouds, to give the Lover Boldness, and hide the Virgin's Blushes. What now could poor Amena do, surrounded with so many Powers, attack'd by such a charming Force without, betray'd by Tenderness within: Virtue and Pride, the Guardians of her Honour, fled from her Breast, and left her to her Foe, only a modest Bashfulness remain'd, which for a time made some Defence, but with such Weakness, as a Lover, less impatient than D'elmont, would have little regarded. The Heat of the Weather, and her Confinement having hindered her from dressing that Day, she had only a thin Silk Night-Gown on, which flying open as he caught her in his Arms, he found her panting Heart beat Measures of Consent, her heaving Breast swell to be press'd by his, and every Pulse confess a Wish to yield; her Spirits all dissolv'd, sunk in a Lethargy of Love; her snowy Arms, unknowing, grasp'd his Neck, her Lips met his half way, and trembled at the Touch; in fine, there was but a Moment betwixt her and Ruin, when the Tread of somebody coming hastily down the Walk, oblig'd the half-bless'd Pair to put a stop to farther Endearments. It was Anaret, who having been left Centinel in the Garden, in order to open the Door when her Lady should return, had seen Lights in every Room in the House, and heard great Confusion, so ran immediately to give 'em notice of this Misfortune. These dreadful Tidings soon rouz'd Amena from her Dream of Happiness, she accus'd the Influence of her amorous Stars, upbraidedAnaret, and blamed the Count in Terms little differing from Distraction, and 'twas as much as both of them could do, to perswade her to be calm. However, 'twas concluded that Anaret should go back to the House, and return to 'em again, as soon as she had learn'd what Accident had occasion'd this Disturbance. The Lovers had now a second Opportunity, if either of 'em had been inclin'd to make use of it; but their Sentiments were entirely chang'd with this Alarm; Amena's Thoughts were wholly taken up with her approaching Shame, and vow'd she wou'd rather die than ever come into her Father's Presence, if it were true that she was miss'd: The Count, who wanted not good Nature, seriously reflecting on the Misfortunes he was likely to bring on a young Lady, who tenderly lov'd him, gave him a great deal of real Remorse, and the Consideration that he should be necessitated, either to own an injurious Design, or come into Measures for the clearing of it, which would in no way agree with his Ambition, made him extremely pensive, and wish Amena again in her Chamber more earnestly than ever he had done to get her out of it; they both remain'd in a profound Silence, impatiently waiting the Approach of Anaret; but she not coming as they expected, and the Night wearing away apace, very much encreas'd the Trouble they were in; at length the Count, after revolving a thousand Inventions in his Mind, advis'd to walk toward the Garden, and see whether the Door was yet open. 'Tis better for you, Madam, said he, whatsoever has happen'd, to be found in your own Garden, than in any Place with me. Amena comply'd, and suffer'd herself to be led thither, trembling, and ready to sink with Fear and Grief at every Step; but when they found all fast, and that there was no Hopes of getting Entrance, she fell quite sensless, and without any Signs of Life, at her Lover's Feet; he was strangely at a Loss what to do with her, and made a thousand Vows, if he got clear of this Adventure, never to embark in another of this Nature: he was little skill'd in proper Means to recover her, and 'twas more to her Youth and the Goodness of her Constitution that she ow'd the Return of her Senses, than his aukward Endeavours. When she reviv'd, the pitious Lamentations she made, and the Perplexity he was in how to dispose of her, was very near reducing him to as bad a Condition as she had been in; he never till now having had occasion for a Confident, render'd him so unhappy, as not to know any one Person at whose House he cou'd, with any Convenience, trust her; and to carry her to that where he had Lodgings, was the way to be made the Talk of all Paris. He ask'd her several times if she would not command him to wait on her to some Place where she might remain free from Censure, till she heard from her Father, but cou'd get no Answer but Upbraidings from her. So making a Virtue of a Necessity, he was oblig'd to take her in his Arms, with a Design to bring her (tho' much against his Inclinations) to his own Apartment. As he was going thro' a very fair Street which led to that in which he liv'd, Amena cry'd out with a sort of Joy, loose me, my Lord, I see a Light in yonder House, the Lady of it is my dearest Friend, she has power with my Father, and if I beg her Protection, I doubt not but she will afford it me, and perhaps find some way to mitigate my Misfortunes. TheCount was over-joy'd to be eas'd of his Fair Burthen; and setting her down at the Gate, was preparing to take his Leave with an Indifference, which was but too visible to the afflicted Lady. I see, my Lord, said she, the Pleasure you take in getting rid of me, exceeds the Trouble for the Ruin you have brought upon me; but go, I hope I shall resent this Usage as I ought; and that I may be the better enabled to do so, I desire you to return the Letter I writ this fatal Night; the Resolution it contain'd will serve to remind me of my shameful Breach of it.
(pp. 23-8)",2012-04-04,11186,•I've included twice: Stamp and Melting,"""D'elmont, tho' he was a little startled to find her so much more Mistress of her Temper then he believ'd she could be, yet resolv'd to make all possible use of this Opportunity, which probably might be the last he shou'd ever have, look'd on her as she spoke, with Eyes so piercing, so sparkling with Desire, accompany'd with so bewitching softness, as might have thaw'd the most frozen Reservedness, and on the melting Soul stamp'd Love's Impression.""",Impression,2012-04-04 19:24:15 UTC,Part 1
4272,"","Searching ""stamp"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-03-10 00:00:00 UTC,"To the Inhuman D'elmont.
To be pity'd by you, and that you should tell me so, was all the Recompense I ask'd for Loss of Father, Friends, Reputation, and eternal Peace; but now, too late, I find that the fond Maid who scorns the World for Love, is sure to meet for her Reward the Scorn of him she loves--Ungrateful Man! Could you not spare one Moment from that long Date of Happiness, to give a last Farewel to her you have undone? What would not this barbarous Contempt have drawn upon you, were I of Alovisa's Temper? Sure I am, all that Disdain and Rage could inspire Malice with, had been inflicted on you, but you well know my Soul is of another Stamp--Fool that I was, and little vers'd in the base Arts of Man, believ'd I might, by Tenderness and faithful Friendship, gain Esteem, tho' Wit and Beauty, the two great Provocatives to create Love, were wanting. But do not think that I am yet so mean as to desire to hear from you; no, I have put all future Correspondence with you out of my Power, and hope to drive it even from my Wish: Whether your Disdain, or the holy Banner I am listed under, has wrought this Effect, I know not, but methinks I breath another Air, think on you with more Tranquillity, and bid you, without dying,
Eternally adieu, Amena
P. S. Let Alovisa know I am no more her Rival, Heaven has my Soul, and I forgive you both.
(pp. 71-2)",,11188,"","""Sure I am, all that Disdain and Rage could inspire Malice with, had been inflicted on you, but you well know my Soul is of another Stamp.""",Impressions,2013-11-17 17:21:10 UTC,Part 2
4272,"","Searching ""book"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO.",2005-04-25 00:00:00 UTC,"[...] Books were, as it were, Preparatives to Love, and by their softening Influence, melted the Soul, and made it fit for amorous Impressions, and so far, you certainly were in the right; for when once the Fancy is fixed on a real Object, there will be no need of auxilliary Forces, the Dear Idea will spread itself thro' every Faculty of the Soul, and in a Moment inform us better than all the Writings of the most experienc'd Poets could do in an Age.
(cf. p. 36, in 1719 printing of Part 2)",,11189,"•Is the metaphor implicitly a wax metaphor? REVISIT. USE as example of implicit metaphorics.
•I've included twice: Impression and Melting","""Books were, as it were, Preparatives to Love, and by their softening Influence, melted the Soul, and made it fit for amorous Impressions.""",Impressions,2014-07-15 01:25:43 UTC,Part 2
4325,"","Searching ""engrav"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Prose)",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"It was almost Morning when the Ball broke up; and there being no Possibility of my going home till next Day, I pass'd that Time at the Lady's House who brought me out: But, though the Fatigue and Hurry of the Night wou'd at another Season have made me glad of Rest, I had now enough to keep me waking: Lysander's Charms, his Beauty, his Wit, the Declaration he had made me, and the Manner in which I had receiv'd it, gave me sufficient Matter of Reflection: I cou'd not think I had listen'd to any Protestations of Love, from a Man I had never seen before, without an inexpressible Shock to my Modesty; but these Considerations soon gave Place to others even more destructive to my Peace: Lysander was too lovely, and appear'd too deserving, for me to repent, for any long Time, the Complaisance I had shew'd him; and my greatest Trouble was the Fear that I shou'd never see him more. I resolv'd to say nothing to my Mother of what had pass'd, believing, with Reason enough, that she wou'd not only condemn me for Mismanagement, but also take such Measures as shou'd for ever deprive me of the Sight of him: Love taught me a Cunning which before I was a Stranger to; and though I burn'd with Desire to be talking something of my ador'd Lysander, and vent some Part of the Overflowings of my ravish'd Soul, yet I so well dissembled, that at my Return home I never mention'd the least Syllable which cou'd give Suspicion; and contented myself, as well as I was able, with the Belief that Lysander (who, I found by his calling me by my Name had enquired who I was) wou'd find some Means to send to me. Nor did that Hope deceive me: The very next Day, happening to be at a Window, I perceiv'd a Fellow walking backwards and forwards before our House: It presently came into my Head, that there was a Probability he might be a Messenger from Lysander. I observ'd his Motions a good while, and finding he still lurk'd about, with his Eyes continually fix'd on our Door, I made a Pretence to go down; and standing there a little, the Man drew nearer, but with a Circumspection which confirm'd me my Conjectures were true. No body being within hearing, I call'd to him, and ask'd him if he wanted any thing. Madam, (answer'd he softly, and pulling a Letter out of his Pocket,) by the Description which was given me, I believe this is design'd to you. It is, it is, (cry'd I, as soon as I saw the Superscription,) and immediately ran in, too much transported to say any more. I got into an Arbor in the Garden, to peruse the dear Contents, which I very well remember, and are too deeply engraven in my Mind, ever to be forgotten.
(pp. 18-9)",,11313,Poison's operation on mind and body,"""I got into an Arbor in the Garden, to peruse the dear Contents, which I very well remember, and are too deeply engraven in my Mind, ever to be forgotten.""",Impressions and Writing,2013-11-17 17:29:25 UTC,""
4272,"",C-H Lion,2013-06-30 16:46:14 UTC,"Melantha was overjoy'd at the Sight of him, and Melliora, tho' equally pleas'd, was cover'd with such a Confusion, at the Remembrance of what had pass'd, that it was happy for her that her Companion's Volubility gave her no room for Speech. There is nothing more certain, than that Love, tho' it fills the Mind with a thousand charming Ideas, which those untouch'd by that Passion are not capable of conceiving; yet it entirely takes away the Power of Utterance, and the deeper Impression it had made on the Soul, the less we are able to express it, when willing to indulge and give a loose to Thought; what Language can furnish us with Words sufficient? All are too poor, all wanting both in Sublimity and Softness; and only Fancy! a Lover's Fancy! can reach the exalted Soaring of a Lover's Meaning! But if so impossible to be describ'd, if of so vast, so wonderful a Nature, as nothing but itself can comprehend; how much more impossible must it be, entirely to conceal it! What Strength of boasted Reasons? What Force of Resolution? What modest Fears, or cunning Artifice, can correct the Fierceness of its fiery Flashes in the Eyes, keep down the struggling Sighs, command the Pulse, and bid Trembling cease? Honour and Virtue may distance Bodies, but there is no Power in either of those Names, to stop the Spring, that with a rapid Whirl transports us from our selves, and darts our Souls into the Bosom of the darling Object. This may seem strange to many, even of those who call, and perhaps believe that they are Lovers; but the few who have Delicacy enough to feel what I but imperfectly attempt to speak, will acknowledge it for Truth, and pity the Distress of Melliora.
(pp. 100-1)",,21329,"","""There is nothing more certain, than that Love, tho' it fills the Mind with a thousand charming Ideas, which those untouch'd by that Passion are not capable of conceiving; yet it entirely takes away the Power of Utterance, and the deeper Impression it had made on the Soul, the less we are able to express it, when willing to indulge and give a loose to Thought; what Language can furnish us with Words sufficient?""",Impressions,2013-06-30 16:46:14 UTC,""
7656,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-26 03:17:13 UTC,"Benavidez desired his Sister, by a private Note, not to neglect showing his Letter to Leonida, which she as exactly perform'd as he cou'd have wish'd. One Day as they were both taking the Air, Casilda told her, she had receiv'd a Letter from her Brother, wherein her Name was often mention'd. He has been some Time absent, said Leonida, does he not talk of returning soon. He is at present imploy'd in your Service (reply'd Casilda, maliciously) since he is consoling a Prince for whom you ought to be concern'd; and if you will promise me to be secret, I can tell you something in Confidence, that may be of Use to you. I know you are always diverting your self with one Raillery or other, said Leonida, (who really thought it was nothing but a Jest) nevertheless I promise you to be secret, if that will do. Take this Letter then and read it, reply'd Casilda, you will see I am in earnest, and that the Prince of Carency in giving you his Heart, will present you with nothing new. Leonida read with some kind of Eagerness, what Benavidez had written to his Sister; then looking on her smiling, I must confess, said she, I am no ways alarm'd to hear of the Prince's Passion for a fine Woman, and am vain enough to flatter my self, that when he sees me I shall have it in my Power to deface the Impression she might have made on his Heart; I am persuaded a dead Rival can prove no ways dangerous; and provided I have no other to fear, I dare be assur'd I shall live in perfect Tranquility.
(p. 47)",,22582,"","""I must confess, said she, I am no ways alarm'd to hear of the Prince's Passion for a fine Woman, and am vain enough to flatter my self, that when he sees me I shall have it in my Power to deface the Impression she might have made on his Heart.""",Impressions,2013-08-26 03:17:25 UTC,""
7656,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-26 03:19:50 UTC,"The Prince of Carency continued ill some time; and during his Illness, receiv'd daily Instances of the Generosity of these Ladies, particularly Felicia's obliging Behaviour to him (on all occasions) made him desirous to express his Gratitude. He began to think his Preservation was chiefly owing to her tender Care, and by Degrees fell desperately in Love, which threw into the following Reflections: How difficult a Task will it be, to make an Impression on that unpractis'd Heart? Her modest Looks, and the Blushes which cover her Cheeks, every time I cast my Eyes on her, evince how little she his acquainted with Love; and dare I flatter my self with succeeding in such an Attempt? No, I must not hope for so great a Favour from Fortune. I was belov'd at Nicopolis by a Person I never knew; I no sooner became Captive to the Charms of a Lady at Genoa, but Death snatch'd the dear Object from me; and lately as I arriv'd at Villa-Real with a Resolution to marry Leonida, I was inform'd of her Flight and Aversion to me. Alas! my unkind Stars were not satisfy'd to afflict me with all these Misfortunes. They have sent me a greater one; Leonora's Passion for me! Her desperate Rage caus'd me to be treated in this barbarous manner; and her Cruelty wou'd still threaten my Days with the greatest Dangers, were she inform'd that I had escap'd, and was now in this Place; but Oh! how can I resolve to leave Felicia, who is already more dear to me, than the Life I wou'd endeavour to preserve? All I can do in this distressed State, is to change my Name: I am inclin'd to believe, that as I was taken for the Count of La Vagne at Genoa, I may pass for the same here, where I am not known. If it be my good Fortune to render my Sentiments agreeable to this lovely Charmer, I shall never wish for a greater Blessing. I do not doubt but she has an Affection for her Sister, therefore I must address my self to her, and obtain Favour, if possible by her means. The Prince us'd often to entertain himself after this manner, betwixt Hope and Fear.
(pp. 105-6)",,22585,"","""How difficult a Task will it be, to make an Impression on that unpractis'd Heart?""",Impressions,2013-08-26 03:19:50 UTC,""
7656,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-26 03:21:29 UTC,"I Am born of a noble Family of Andalusia, where my Father had a good Estate, and marry'd a Lady, who brought him no Fortune; he was ever thought a gallant Man, and being bred up to the Sea from his Infancy, the King gave him a Ship of War; he has left two Daughters, my eldest Sister's Name is Mathilda, who is very handsom. We us'd to see but little Company, according to the Custom of Spain; but my Father having receiv'd into his House a young Gentleman of a distinguish'd Family in Toledo, whose Name is Don Ramire of Castro, a secret Sympathy dispos'd his Heart and mine, to receive Impressions for each other. I was pleas'd at his gentle Air, his Wit, and soft insinuating manner, which engaged me unawares; and we were not long acquainted, before he declar'd, I had inspir'd him with the tenderest Passion.
(pp. 173-4)",,22587,"","""We us'd to see but little Company, according to the Custom of Spain; but my Father having receiv'd into his House a young Gentleman of a distinguish'd Family in Toledo, whose Name is Don Ramire of Castro, a secret Sympathy dispos'd his Heart and mine, to receive Impressions for each other.""",Impressions,2013-08-26 03:21:29 UTC,""
7656,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-26 03:23:02 UTC,"Here she was silent, but after a little Pause, assum'd her Discourse; and since you are his Friend, continued she, I ought not to conceal from you, the Disposition I have for him; I must confess I love him, and my Affection is rais'd to such a Degree, that I am resolv'd to deliver him from hence, if in giving him his Life, he will dedicate the Remainder of it to me, and render my Fate inseparable from his. Tell him, how near the Danger is, since he will not have common Mercy shown him, and that if he can purchase his Life on these Terms, I am ready to serve him: I know he is a Man of Quality, and the vast Disproportion there is between us; but the Condition, I hope, will make me acceptable to him: I shall for his sake, expose my Family to the Governour's Resentment, who will believe my Father contriv'd his Escape, and perhaps, punish him accordingly. How often have I said to my self, Laurea! unfortunate Laurea! cease attempting a Happiness that meets with such Difficulties. What! has my Passion for a Stranger, Power enough to make me forsake my Parents? Alas, Sir, I have disputed with my self, till I am no longer Mistress of my Reason; I cou'd sacrifice every thing for him; he is dearer to me than Life, and the Danger he is in, affects me beyond Imagination. Assure him from me, that my Heart never receiv'd an Impression before. I am young, and tho' not beautiful, may pass for agreeable. Oh! how happy shou'd I think my self, if he did but like me? And cou'd his Passion proceed more from Inclination than Gratitude, I shou'd die transported: Yet, said she to me, as you are particularly acquainted with him, pray tell me, whether he is not already engaged; for in fine, as I do every thing for him, I also expect, he will make me an equal Return; therefore, go to him, I shall wait your Answer here, in order to undertake something in his Favour.
(pp. 197-9)",,22589,"","""Assure him from me, that my Heart never receiv'd an Impression before.""",Impressions,2013-08-26 03:23:02 UTC,""
7656,"",ECCO-TCP,2013-08-26 03:24:40 UTC,"That Evening, Celima took a Walk in the Palace Gardens, and as she had a Mind to speak with Felicia, she call'd her, as it were, to lean on her Arm, and advanc'd towards a Terrace-Walk, from whence one cou'd discover the Sea-Side, with a most delightful Prospect; there she sate down, and looking at Felicia with a graceful Air; Tho' you have not been with me long, said she, I have a particular Kindness for you, and am willing to tell you, that if you have a Mind to merit my Affection, you must entirely banish Abelhamar from your Heart. I am inform'd of his Sentiments, and know part of your's; but it's to be fear'd, that a young Creature as you are, (having no other Engagement, and being flatter'd with the Hopes he gives you) might sacrifice your Virtues to your Ambition; yet I cannot believe, you wou'd consent to be his Mistress; for that is all you must expect from a Man, who certainly never will Marry you. I do not know, Madam, answer'd Felicia, (with a great deal of Modesty) who cou'd speak to you of the Prince's Sentiments; but if your Majesty is inform'd of mine, you are convinc'd I have receiv'd his Offers in such a Manner, as ought to destroy all the Hopes, my Misfortunes might have given him; the Condition I am in, Madam, continu'd she, has not made any dishonourable Impression on my Heart, and I bless Heaven, to find your Majesty so oppos'd to a Thing, which I cou'd not think on, without the greatest Horror; for in my Opinion, it is more glorious to die, than live a Life destitute of Virtue.
(pp. 224-5)",,22591,"","""The Condition I am in, Madam, continu'd she, has not made any dishonourable Impression on my Heart.""",Impressions,2013-08-26 03:24:40 UTC,""