work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Yet must I think less wildly:--I have thought
Too long and darkly, till my brain became,
In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought,
A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame:
And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame,
My springs of life were poisoned. 'Tis too late:
Yet am I changed; though still enough the same
In strength to bear what Time can not abate,
And feed on bitter fruits without accusing Fate.
(pp. 864-5, ll. 55-63)",,17153,I've included twice: Boiling and Flame,"""Yet must I think less wildly:--I have thought / Too long and darkly, till my brain became, / In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, / A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:14 UTC,Stanza 7
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Something too much of this:--but now 'tis past,
And the spell closes with its silent seal--
Long absent Harold re-appears at last;
He of the breast which fain no more would feel,
Wrung with the wounds which kill not, but ne'er heal;
Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him
In soul and aspect as in age: years steal
Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb;
And Life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.
(p. 865, ll. 64-72)",2008-05-27,17155,"","""[Y]ears steal / Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:14 UTC,Stanza 8
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"But Quiet to quick bosoms is a Hell,
And there hath been thy bane; there is a fire
And motion of the Soul which will not dwell
In its own narrow being, but aspire
Beyond the fitting medium of desire;
And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore,
Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire
Of aught but rest; a fever at the core,
Fatal to him who bears, to all who ever bore.
(p. 868, ll. 370-8)",,17158,"","""[T]here is a fire / And motion of the Soul which will not dwell / In its own narrow being, but aspire / Beyond the fitting medium of desire; / And, but once kindled, quenchless evermore.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 42
6818,"",Reading the ODNB article on Keats,2011-03-28 03:17:27 UTC,"John Keats, who was killed off by one critique,
Just as he really promised something great,
If not intelligible, -- without Greek
Contrived to talk about the Gods of late,
Much as they might have been supposed to speak.
Poor fellow! His was an untoward fate:--
'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle,
Should let itself be snuffed out by an Article.
(XI. 60, p. 133)",,18264,"There's a note to the couplet... ""Divinae Particulam Aurae"" [Byron quotes Horace]
","""'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, / Should let itself be snuffed out by an Article.""","",2011-03-28 03:17:27 UTC,Canto XI