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
"Theologue.
You'l find it worse and worse; and what's behind
Will strange Impressions make upon your Mind:
For now you'l hear what Justice has to say,
What horrid Crimes he to her charge will lay.
And though she seems undaunted without fear,
Once more I'e try if she will lend an Ear.",2009-09-14 19:34:22 UTC,"""You'l find it worse and worse; and what's behind / Will strange Impressions make upon your Mind.""",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2009-02-21,Impression,Stripped out bolding typo,"Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",9634,3725
"Hark, trembling Soul! thou to the Bar art cited,
And for high Treason there dost stand Indicted,
Committed by thee 'twas in antient time,
When thou didst dwell in Eden, in thy prime:
When thou hadst flourisht there but a short season,
Thou didst contract that guilt of horrid Treason
Against thy Soveraign, in whose Princely Eye
Was Grace and favour mixt with Majesty:
Gracious to pardon many great Offences,
And yet severe to punish Insolences.
But thou both Grace and Justice didst despise,
And in thy Heart didst evil things surmise
Against thy Soveraign Lord, and secretly
Join'st with his Foes in close Conspiracy.
'Twas with the King of Darkness thou didst close,
Obeyd'st his will, and didst thy God oppose.
A dreadful Sentence then against thee past,
Which ne're by humane Art could be reverst.
Thy Sentence was in Prison long to lie,
And for thy fact at last Condemn'd to die.
And Death on thee did seize the self-same time,
When thou commitst that high and fearful Crime;
The sad effects of it I this Day see,
Thou still ly'st dead in thine Iniquity.
Ah! I may preach untill my heart doth ake,
And it on thee will no Impression make.
Thou art depriv'd of Life and Light of God,
And long hast thou in this estate abode.
But a worse Death doth in thy Sentence lie,
(Though very few on it will cast an Eye)
Condemn'd to suffer everlasting pains,
And on thee then were fastned heavy Chains.
And though thy Execution be delay'd,
Yet 'tis by means of Jesus only stay'd.
His precious Grace preserves thee from that fire,
Whose torments once begun, shall ne'r expire.
That Soul-amazing Sentence who can bear
The thoughts of it, and not let fall a tear?
What Malefactors are Condemn'd to die,
But on the sense of Death's approaching nigh,
Contracts not horrour on their Souls thereby?
What then to suffer Death for evermore,
Where Torments ne're abate, nor will be o're?
To be a thousand tedious Ages Rackt,
Not Dead, yet always in the dying Act.
A fiery Furnace with a sevenfold heat
We read of, yet its flames were not so great,
But that they soon would languish and grow cold;
Whereas these Tortures, still increasing, hold.
If e're thou shouldst be cast into that place,
Before thou dost take hold of Love and Grace,
There's this will then thy sorrows aggravate,
None will thee pity in that wretched state.
Never was Malefactor in distress,
But met with pity either more or less;
And though it do not take away the grief,
Yet where there's pity, there's some small Relief.
But if thou dost this fearful Sentence bear,
There's none to pity, none to shed a tear.
O think of this, alas! thy wretched Eyes
Are blinded now, thou basely dost despise
The best of Comfort, Joy and Consolation,
For love to Sin, horrid Abomination!
Thou swell'st in pride, unmindful of thine end,
And seest no need of comfort from a Friend:
But what wouldst thou for such a Friend then give,
And for those Comforts thou mayst now receive?
Dost not thou tremble at this frightful news?
Tremble at least at that which next ensues.
Three things there are, three Circumstances great,
Which much thy final woe will aggravate:
Which severally unto thee I'le relate,
That thou mayst think upon thy future state.
First, from thy high Descent thy birth did crown
Thee with the greatest Honour and Renown,
That ever any had upon the Earth,
Thou being own'd a Soveraign Queen by Birth.
Yet that which did so much advance thy fame,
Was not alone the Honour of thy Name,
As the rare properties of thy sweet Nature,
A most transcendent and accomplisht Creature;
An Heav'n-composed frame, as if thou'dst bin
Deriv'd from some Celestial Seraphim.
When great Jehovah's fruitful Word had made
The whole Creation, touching thee, he said,
This Creature shall alone our Image bear,
Whom all things else shall reverence and fear;
Our Sacred Portraiture we solely place,
In this sweet Creatures Heaven-erected face.
And when he sent his first-begotten down,
No other form or Image must he own.
The Angels Nature wholly he refuses,
And rather Humane Soul and flesh he chuses.
Alas! there's not a greater aggravation,
Than for a person of the highest station
To be thrown down into the deep'st Abyss
Of woe and sorrow! oh! how sad is this?
Thy self caus'd change a miserable Creature,
Will surely make thy Torments far the greater.",2009-09-14 19:34:22 UTC,"""Ah! I may preach untill my heart doth ake, / And it on thee will no Impression make.""",2005-05-16 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Impression,"","Searching ""impression"" and ""heart"" HDIS (Poetry)",9635,3725
"Tho lawless Boors should insolently prat,
And still exclaim against they know not what;
Tho some of higher rank should now give o'r
And pay not Suite and Presence, as before;
Yet let not this, GREAT SIR, discourage you,
Nor from thence judge the Loyal to be few:
For These all things dislike, and have a trick
T' oppose the Pow'rs, and spurne against the prick.
In their own dye the Latter soon appear,
To change their minds, as th' Air-fed beast, by fear,
His colour alters; to be Fortunes Apes,
And with the times to vary in all shapes.
So the most precious Sun's regarded less
By those, to whom he daily makes address;
But where he enters Stranger, his arise
Gets a kind Welcome from all glaring eyes.
To you, GREAT SIR, we offer up the Key
Of our close bow'rs, may't please you to survey
Our breasts; and of a Scots heart take a view,
As small as any English, and as true.
Here your dear Memory shall be inshrin'd,
And deep impression bear upon our mind;
Here, what transported Tongues cannot express,
'Tis legible, and in a better dress
Then my obedient Muse can ere digest:
But to the Chanc'lour I referr the rest.",2011-06-06 03:03:20 UTC,"""Here your dear Memory shall be inshrin'd, / And deep impression bear upon our mind.""",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2011-06-05,Impression,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",9655,3736
B.
But how shall I begin this great Confession?
Which in my Soul doth make this deep Impression:,2009-09-14 19:34:23 UTC,"""But how shall I begin this great Confession? / Which in my Soul doth make this deep Impression:""",2005-05-17 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Impression,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",9656,3737
"Those worthy deeds which he hath wrought
Within each breast, have left behind
Impressions, time can never blot,
The Lord is merciful, and kind.",2009-09-14 19:34:23 UTC,"""Those worthy deeds which he hath wrought / Within each breast, have left behind / Impressions, time can never blot.""",2005-05-20 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2009-02-21,Impression,"•I've included twice: Impression and Blot
bull;Stripped out bolding typor","Searching ""breast"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",9657,3738
"The more thy years, the nearer thy grave.
Youth and white paper take any impression.
(p. 24)",2011-06-28 03:27:55 UTC,"""Youth and white paper take any impression.""",2011-06-28 03:27:55 UTC,"","",,Writing,"",Searching in Google Books,18838,3326
"Now among these figures, it is not those imprinted on the external sense organs, or on the internal surface of the brain, which should be taken to be ideas--but only those which are traced in the spirits on the surface of the gland (where the seat of the imagination and the 'common' sense is located). That is to say, it is only the latter figures which should be taken to be the forms or images which the rational soul united to this machine will consider directly when it imagines some object or perceives it by the senses.",2012-01-30 21:16:15 UTC,"""Now among these figures, it is not those imprinted on the external sense organs, or on the internal surface of the brain, which should be taken to be ideas--but only those which are traced in the spirits on the surface of the gland (where the seat of the imagination and the 'common' sense is located).""",2012-01-30 21:10:17 UTC,"","",,Impressions and Throne,"",Reading,19558,3623
"Here I could add something about how the traces of these ideas pass through the arteries to the heart, and thus radiate through all the blood; and about how certain actions of a mother may sometimes even cause such traces to be imprinted on the limbs of the child being formed in her womb. But I shall content myself with telling you more about how the traces are imprinted on the internal part of the brain which is the seat of the memory.",2012-01-30 21:12:52 UTC,"""But I shall content myself with telling you more about how the traces are imprinted on the internal part of the brain which is the seat of the memory.""",2012-01-30 21:12:52 UTC,"","",,"","",Reading,19560,3623
"I should like you to consider, after this, all the functions I have ascribed to this machine -- such as the digestion of food, the beating of the heart and arteries, the nourishment and growth of the limbs, respiration, waking and sleeping, the reception by the external sense organs of light, sounds, smells, tastes, heat and other such qualities, the imprinting of the ideas of these qualities in the organ of the 'common' sense and the imagination, the retention or stamping of these ideas in the memory, the internal movements of the appetites and passions, and finally the external movements of all the limbs (movements which are so appropriate not only to the actions of objects presented to the senses, but also to the passions and the impressions found in the memory, that they imitate perfectly the movements of a real man). I should like you to consider that these functions follow from the mere arrangement of the machine's organs every bit as naturally as the movements of a clock or other automaton follow from the arrangement of its counter-weights and wheels. In order to explain these functions, then, it is not necessary to conceive of this machine as having any vegetative or sensitive soul or other principle of movement and life, apart from its blood and its spirits, which are agitated by the heat of the fire burning continuously in its heart -- a fire which has the same nature as all the fires that occur in inanimate bodies.",2012-01-30 21:20:40 UTC,"""I should like you to consider, after this, all the functions I have ascribed to this machine -- such as the digestion of food, the beating of the heart and arteries, the nourishment and growth of the limbs, respiration, waking and sleeping, the reception by the external sense organs of light, sounds, smells, tastes, heat and other such qualities, the imprinting of the ideas of these qualities in the organ of the 'common' sense and the imagination, the retention or stamping of these ideas in the memory, the internal movements of the appetites and passions, and finally the external movements of all the limbs (movements which are so appropriate not only to the actions of objects presented to the senses, but also to the passions and the impressions found in the memory, that they imitate perfectly the movements of a real man).""",2012-01-30 21:20:40 UTC,"","",,"","",Reading,19562,3623