work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5854,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""empire"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-08-16 00:00:00 UTC,"Yet, for I feel my female fears increase,
Tho' arm'd for war, yet still I wish for peace:
We own your pow'r, confess your wond'rous sway,
Whom all our great dramatic realms obey:
No merit we can claim, till you befriend it,
Wit is not wit, unless your taste commend it:
From th' Author's anvil a mere sluggish mass;
Your plaudits stamp the coin, and bid it pass.
By your mild sentence then decide our fate:
Far better to be good than to be great!
Like Britain's Monarch, act your generous parts,
And fix your empire, in our greatful hearts.",,15586,"","""Like Britain's Monarch"" an audience may ""act [their] generous parts, /And fix [their] empire, in [actors] greatful hearts.","",2009-09-14 19:44:02 UTC,Back Matter
5854,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Drama)",2011-07-29 16:00:01 UTC,"The SONG, by
Miss Plinlimmon.
I.
Oh young affection's glowing train
By mutual fond endearment won!
At Hymen's altar claim the chain
That twines two willing hearts in one!
II.
Have ye not seen in Flora's bower,
Two roses on one stem respire?
So form'd by passion's blending power,
Two hearts are thron'd on one desire.
(III.iii)",,19052,"","""At Hymen's altar claim the chain / That twines two willing hearts in one!""",Fetters,2011-07-29 16:06:23 UTC,"Act III, scene iii"