text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"Sir, since I had the happinesse to read
The Siege of Urbin; I heare, others plead
That All may see't, and plead with such successe;
That now you'l wave the Stage, and grace the Presse.
'Twill much oblige the Nation, for they'l finde
Your Play stampt with the Figure of your Minde;
The Poëm's Noble, nothing Vulgar in't;
You coyne not Bullion at the Common Mint,
As wee doe, whose low soules no Art can raise:
Nay ev'n when Lov's infus'd into our Playes,
Slow as a Drug, that in the body lies,
Our Phansy works; yours, like a Spirit, flyes,
Nor does your excellence alone consist
In Love's soft Parleys: you do Souldiers list,
And carry on designes of Warre and State,
Form'd in a Campe and Court which you create.
And though new Poëts, like new Starres, appeare:
Yet still you rise above their highest Sphere.
'Tis true, they write great Characters; but then,
How often speak their Great like meaner men;
You make a Prince do all things like a Prince,
That's Argument sufficient to evince
The Dictates that from deepest Reason flow,
Which learned Poets dreame but of, you know,
If then, He, that has greatest latitude
Of Knowledge merit most; I may conclude
The Laurell's yours, justly transplanted now,
From off the Schollar's, to the Courtier's brow.",2009-09-14 19:34:13 UTC,"""'Twill much oblige the Nation, for they'l finde / Your Play stampt with the Figure of your Minde;""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,Front Matter,"",,"",•INTEREST continues with figure of coining and mint.,"Searching ""mind"" and ""stamp"" in HDIS (Drama)",9432,3634
How shall I receive him? In what figure shall I give his Heart the first Impression? There is a great deal in the first impression.,2009-09-14 19:34:53 UTC,"""In what figure shall I give his Heart the first Impression? There is a great deal in the first impression.""",2005-05-20 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Impression,"","Looking up ""Sterling"" in the OED",10312,3959
"I Ang. See, see, he smiles amidst his Trance,
And shakes a visionary Lance,
His Brain is fill'd with loud Alarms,
Shouting Armies, clashing Arms,
The softer Prints of Love deface;
And Trumpets sound in ev'ry Trace.
Both. Glory Strives,
The Field is won,
Fame revives
And Love is Gone.
(III.i, p. 28)",2013-06-12 13:48:41 UTC,"""See, see, he smiles amidst his Trance, / And shakes a visionary Lance, / His Brain is fill'd with loud Alarms, / Shouting Armies, clashing Arms, / The softer Prints of Love deface; / And Trumpets sound in ev'ry Trace.""",2013-06-12 13:48:22 UTC,"Act III, Scene i","",,Impressions and Inhabitants,"INTEREST: a ""visionary"" battle, literalized in the brain.",Searching in Google Books,20543,7410
"Enter King.
Some dreadful Birth of Fate is near:
Or why, my Soul, unus'd to fear
With secret Horror dost thou shake?
Can Dreams such dire Impressions make!
What means this solemn silent Show?
This Pomp of Death, this Scene of Woe!
Support me, Heav'n! What's this I read?
O Horror! Rosamond is dead.
What shall I say, or whither turn?
With Grief, and Rage, and Love, I burn:
From Thought to Thought my Soul is toss'd,
And in the Whirle of Passion lost.
Why did I not in Battle fall,
Crush'd with the Thunder of the Gauls
Why did the Spear my Bosom miss;
Ye Pow'rs, was I reserv'd for this!
Disracted with Woe
I'll rush on the Foe
To seek my Relief:
The Sword or the Dart
Shall pierce my sad Heart,
And finish my Grief!
(III.i, p. 31)",2013-06-12 13:52:05 UTC,"""Some dreadful Birth of Fate is near: / Or why, my Soul, unus'd to fear / With secret Horror dost thou shake? / Can Dreams such dire Impressions make!""",2013-06-12 13:52:05 UTC,"Act III, Scene i","",,Impressions,"",Searching in Google Books,20544,7410
"FAGEL
'Tis known you no Instructions want,
Nor does your God like Vertue need Directions
Let every Man of us altho remember
No common Cause we wear upon Swords,
Let each but think that on his single Valour
Depends the Glory or the Fall of Mons
Eternal Honour or perpetual Slav'ry,
If helps to Valour we should stand in need,
Let us reflect upon the breach of Oaths,
Truces and Edicts sign'd by treacherous French,
Let's think of Phillipsburg, Spire, Worms, and other
Once famous Towns, now heaps of Dirt and Ruines,
Let this within our minds form such impressions
Of French Civility that we may never
Listen to Overtures of tame Surrender.
(I.i, p. 3)",2013-06-18 13:44:12 UTC,"""If helps to Valour we should stand in need, / Let us reflect upon the breach of Oaths, / Truces and Edicts sign'd by treacherous French, / Let's think of Phillipsburg, Spire, Worms, and other / Once famous Towns, now heaps of Dirt and Ruines, / Let this within our minds form such impressions / Of French Civility that we may never / Listen to Overtures of tame Surrender.""",2013-06-18 13:43:53 UTC,"Act I, Scene i","",,Impressions,"",Searching in C-H Lion,20916,7474
"QUEEN.
Oh Brother! let me lowly thus entreat,
That I may answer this Tyrannick King:
With his great Merit, how are you upbraided?
He has recited all his warlike Deeds,
To make Impression on your grateful Heart.
But Sir! consider, I'm a Queen, was doubly Crown'd:
By Birth and Marriage, I am twice a Sovereign.
Think whose I was---Oh! pity Kindred Grief,
And Royal Woes! Mine's not a vulgar Fate,
To be weigh'd out by ev'ry common Hand,
Or at a Moment's Call, to be determin'd.
(II.i, p. 16)",2013-06-29 06:03:17 UTC,"""He has recited all his warlike Deeds, / To make Impression on your grateful Heart.:",2013-06-29 06:03:17 UTC,"Act II, scene i","",,Impressions,"",C-H Lion,21304,7495
"MIRZA.
Indeed I did, then favour'd by the King,
And by that means a sharer in the secret.
'Twas on a day of publick Festival,
When Beauteous Artemisa stood to view,
Behind the Covert of a Golden Lattice,
When King and Court returning from the Temple;
When just as by her stand Arsaces past,
The Windows, by design or chance, fell down,
And to his view expos'd her blushing Beauties.
She seem'd surpriz'd, and presently withdrew,
But ev'n that moment was an age in Love:
So was the Monarchs heart for passion moulded,
So apt to take at first the soft impression.
Soon as we were alone, I found the Evil
Already past a Remedy, and vainly
Urg'd the resentment of her Injur'd Lord:
His Love was deaf to all.
(I.i, pp. 3-4)",2013-07-21 19:13:59 UTC,"""So was the Monarchs heart for passion moulded, / So apt to take at first the soft impression.""",2013-07-21 19:13:59 UTC,"Act I, scene i","",,Impressions,fixing punctuation error in C-H Lion,C-H Lion,21942,7553
"ARTABAN.
Nay then 'tis time I should Assert my self,
And tho' you gave me Birth; yet from the God's
(Who made my Father be as he was, Royal,
And stamp't the Mark of Greatness on my Soul;)
I Claim my Right to Empire; may I fall
Vile and forgotten if I Ever own
Any Superiour Being but those God's.
(IV.i, p. 43)",2013-07-22 04:18:01 UTC,"""Who made my Father be as he was, Royal, / And stamp't the Mark of Greatness on my Soul.""",2013-07-22 04:18:01 UTC,"Act IV, scene i","",,Impressions,"",C-H Lion,21963,7553
"OSWALD.
'Tis wonderful indeed; and yet great Souls,
By Nature half divine, soar to the Stars,
And hold a near Acquaintance with the Gods.
And oh, my Prince, when I survey thy Virtue,
I own the Seal of Heav'n imprinted on thee;
I stand convinc'd that good and holy Powers
Inspire and take Delight to dwell within thee.
Yet Crowds will still believe, and Priests will teach,
As wand'ring Fancy, and as Int'rest leads.
How will the King and our fierce Saxon Chiefs
Approve this Bride and Faith? Had Royal Hengist,
Thy Father, liv'd!--
(I.i, pp. 2-3)",2013-07-25 03:13:42 UTC,"""And oh, my Prince, when I survey thy Virtue, / I own the Seal of Heav'n imprinted on thee; / I stand convinc'd that good and holy Powers / Inspire and take Delight to dwell within thee.""",2013-07-25 03:13:42 UTC,"Act I, scene i","",,Impressions and Inhabitants,"",C-H Lion,22004,7565
"CHAUCER
But just arriv'd--Absence, Mrs. Busie, has not been able to deface the Impressions of Love,--and still the Lady Myrtilla reigns in my Bosom, haunts my waking Thoughts, and is ever present in my Dreams.--I think, I talk, I write of nothing but her.
(I.i, p. 7)",2013-08-17 22:28:36 UTC,"""But just arriv'd--Absence, Mrs. Busie, has not been able to deface the Impressions of Love,--and still the Lady Myrtilla reigns in my Bosom, haunts my waking Thoughts, and is ever present in my Dreams.""",2013-08-17 22:28:36 UTC,"Act I, scene i","",,"","",LION,22313,4193