work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3347,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Where Humber pours his rich commercial stream,
There dwelt a wretch, who breathed but to blaspheme.
In subterraneous caves his life he led,
Black as the mine, in which he wrought for bread.
When on a day, emerging from the deep,
A sabbath-day, (such sabbaths thousands keep!)
The wages of his weekly toil he bore
To buy a cock--whose blood might win him more;
As if the noblest of the feather'd kind
Were but for battle and for death design'd;
As if the consecrated hours were meant
For sport, to minds on cruelty intent.
It chanced, (such chances Providence obey,)
He met a fellow-labourer on the way,
Whose heart the same desires had once inflamed,
But now the savage temper was reclaim'd.
Persuasion on his lips had taken place;
For all plead well who plead the cause of grace.
His iron-heart with Scripture he assail'd,
Woo'd him to hear a sermon, and prevail'd.
His faithful bow the mighty preacher drew,
Swift as the lightning-glimpse the arrow flew.
He wept; he trembled; cast his eyes around,
To find a worse than he; but none he found.
He felt his sins, and wonder'd he should feel.
Grace made the wound, and grace alone could heal.",,8620,"","""His iron-heart with Scripture he assail'd, / Woo'd him to hear a sermon, and prevail'd.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:33:40 UTC,""
3347,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Now farewell oaths, and blasphemies, and lies!
He quits the sinner's for the martyr's prize.
That holy day was wash'd with many a tear,
Gilded with hope, yet shaded too by fear.
The next his swarthy brethren of the mine
Learn'd by his alter'd speech, the change divine,
Laugh'd when they should have wept, and swore the day
Was nigh when he would swear as fast as they.
""No,"" said the penitent: ""such words shall share
This breath no more; devoted now to prayer.
O! if thou seest, (thine eye the future sees,)
That I shall yet again blaspheme, like these,
Now strike me to the ground, on which I kneel,
Ere yet this heart relapses into steel;
Now take me to that Heaven I once defied,
Thy presence, thy embrace!""--He spoke an",,8629,"","""Now strike me to the ground, on which I kneel, / Ere yet this heart relapses into steel;""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:33:41 UTC,""
5961,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""gold"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Thee, too, with sovereigns not unjustly plac'd
For bright magnificence and liberal taste,
Whose hand well-judging Fortune deign'd to use,
O'er Grecian scenes new lustre to diffuse;
Smiling to see, from Wealth's mysterious springs,
Her private favourite surpassing kings--
Thee, rich Herodes! Honour has enroll'd
For elegance of mind that match'd thy gold:
Exhausted quarries form thy graceful piles;
Thy Venus prais'd thee with victorious smiles.",,15862,"","""Thee, rich Herodes! Honour has enroll'd / For elegance of mind that match'd thy gold:""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:55 UTC,""
5965,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-10 00:00:00 UTC,"Lo the procession! Let me pause intent,
And first drink pleasure at the peasant's grave.
Humane and christian is the muse, and fond
Of ev'ry object, cheerful or sedate,
Which rural scenes afford. She nor contemns
The nuptial holiday, nor views untouch'd
The sad solemnity of rustic woe,
What time the white-frock'd mourner slowly moves,
And brings with mute reluctance to the grave
The dear remains of some departed friend.
The decent sheet that overspreads the bier!
How well becomes it sorrow neat as their's,
Pure, and unsullied by the shameless tear
Of wrung hypocrisy! Steel were the heart
That could this passing spectacle survey,
Nor feel the touch of sympathy within.
Me it well pleases to the holy sward
To follow pitying, nor disowns my muse
The feminine sensations of a heart
That often vibrates at another's woe.
The tear that trickles down the manly cheek,
The burst of grief that braves control, the sigh
Which baffles interception, and escapes
Soon as the solemn pause bids lift the pall,
And ease the dead into his kindred earth,
Send many a tingling arrow through this breast,
Though the reluctant eye no grief betray,
And tearless silence in her deepest gloom
The decent pleasurable secret hide.
But often as my sated soul surveys
The sable funeral of city pomp,
Methinks life human is a play indeed,
And the poor player man, exhausted, spent,
Has made his exit, and now comes the farce.
'Tis pantomimic shew--the nodding plume,
The proud escutcheon'd hearse, and long parade
Of dry-eyed mourners clad in inky cloaks,
The streaming crape, and dismal aisle behung
With sable manufacture ill-applied.
To see such idle waste, and childish shew,
I smile, and nothing grieve. Not so, when death
Calls for the hind, and undissembled grief
Of father, widow, offspring, to the grave
His decent corpse attends. Then through my soul
Exquisite sympathy's vibration thrills;
It sorrows freely, breathes the grateful sigh,
Nor scorns to utter from a heart subdued
The mourner's luxury, the deep ""alas!""",,15866,•C-H takes from Poems (1808),"""Steel were the heart / That could this passing spectacle survey, / Nor feel the touch of sympathy within.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:56 UTC,""
5966,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Drama)",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"TRIO AND CHORUS.--Jaquelina, Angelina, and Captain of Robbers.
Jaq. and Ang.
Compassion to our woes impart,
Nor vainly let us sue;
The breast that owns a valiant heart,
Is still to pity true.
Capt.
Try no more this useful wailing,
Think not that my ears assailing
You my rugged heart can move.
Jaq. and Ang.
Kindly grant us freedom's blessing.
Capt.
Vain is all this earnest pressing.
Jaq. and Ang.
Joys that flow from mercy prove.
Capt.
Ne'er such weakness will I prove.
Learn that I drew my infant breath
Within the robber's cave;
And when too young to deal out death,
I dug the dead man's grave.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make this bosom feel?
I'm dead to pity as to fear,
My heart is cas'd with steel.
CHORUS.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make our bosoms feel?
We're dead to pity as to fear,
Our hearts are cas'd with steel.
Jaq. and Ang.
Be soften'd by a woman's tear,
And for our sorrows feel;
To pity wake, though dead to fear,
Nor case your hearts with steel.",,15867,"","""I'm dead to pity as to fear, / My heart is cas'd with steel""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:56 UTC,"Act II, scene ii"
5966,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Drama)",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"TRIO AND CHORUS.--Jaquelina, Angelina, and Captain of Robbers.
Jaq. and Ang.
Compassion to our woes impart,
Nor vainly let us sue;
The breast that owns a valiant heart,
Is still to pity true.
Capt.
Try no more this useful wailing,
Think not that my ears assailing
You my rugged heart can move.
Jaq. and Ang.
Kindly grant us freedom's blessing.
Capt.
Vain is all this earnest pressing.
Jaq. and Ang.
Joys that flow from mercy prove.
Capt.
Ne'er such weakness will I prove.
Learn that I drew my infant breath
Within the robber's cave;
And when too young to deal out death,
I dug the dead man's grave.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make this bosom feel?
I'm dead to pity as to fear,
My heart is cas'd with steel.
CHORUS.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make our bosoms feel?
We're dead to pity as to fear,
Our hearts are cas'd with steel.
Jaq. and Ang.
Be soften'd by a woman's tear,
And for our sorrows feel;
To pity wake, though dead to fear,
Nor case your hearts with steel.",,15868,"","""We're dead to pity as to fear, / Our hearts are cas'd with steel""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:56 UTC,"Act II, scene ii"
5966,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Drama)",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"TRIO AND CHORUS.--Jaquelina, Angelina, and Captain of Robbers.
Jaq. and Ang.
Compassion to our woes impart,
Nor vainly let us sue;
The breast that owns a valiant heart,
Is still to pity true.
Capt.
Try no more this useful wailing,
Think not that my ears assailing
You my rugged heart can move.
Jaq. and Ang.
Kindly grant us freedom's blessing.
Capt.
Vain is all this earnest pressing.
Jaq. and Ang.
Joys that flow from mercy prove.
Capt.
Ne'er such weakness will I prove.
Learn that I drew my infant breath
Within the robber's cave;
And when too young to deal out death,
I dug the dead man's grave.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make this bosom feel?
I'm dead to pity as to fear,
My heart is cas'd with steel.
CHORUS.
Then think you that a woman's tear
Can make our bosoms feel?
We're dead to pity as to fear,
Our hearts are cas'd with steel.
Jaq. and Ang.
Be soften'd by a woman's tear,
And for our sorrows feel;
To pity wake, though dead to fear,
Nor case your hearts with steel.",,15869,"","""To pity wake, though dead to fear, / Nor case your hearts with steel.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:56 UTC,"Act II, scene ii"
5976,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC," ""Cease base seducers! cease; against your art
""By truth and virtue is my firm mind steel'd.
""If ye be human, hence, far hence depart;
""But, in those forms if Dæmons be conceal'd,
""Guard me, ye Saints! ye succouring Angels shield!
""Great Ruler of the world! thy suppliant hear;
""Strip their false semblance, let them stand reveal'd:
""Tho' rob'd in all their terrors they appear,
""Arm'd with thy faith my soul can never yield to fear!""",,15902,"","""'Cease base seducers! cease; against your art / 'By truth and virtue is my firm mind steel'd.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:45:02 UTC,""
5976,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC," He ended. Thus th' infernal King replied.
""Imperious Fiend! thy ardour I commend,
""And praise the haughtiness and stubborn pride,
""Which, whether good or ill thy steps attend,
""Forbid thee from thy dignity to bend.
""These are my darling attributes, which heal
""Remorse and shame, which crimes with virtues blend,
""Which teach the soul conviction to conceal,
""And the firm heart against upbraiding conscience steel.",,15903,"","""'These are my darling attributes, which heal / 'Remorse and shame, which crimes with virtues blend, / 'Which teach the soul conviction to conceal, / 'And the firm heart against upbraiding conscience steel.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:45:02 UTC,""
7379,"","Reading Katrin Pahl, Tropes of Transport: Hegel and Emotion (Northwestern UP, 2012), p. 235n.",2013-04-22 16:27:18 UTC," WALLENSTEIN (stops and turns himself round).
Are ye not like the women, who forever
Only recur to their first word, although
One had been talking reason by the hour!
Know, that the human being's thoughts and deeds
Are not like ocean billows, blindly moved.
The inner world, his microcosmus, is
The deep shaft, out of which they spring eternally.
They grow by certain laws, like the tree's fruit--
No juggling chance can metamorphose them.
Have I the human kernel first examined?
Then I know, too, the future will and action.
(II.iii)
[Wallenstein. (bleibt stehen und kehrt sich um)
Seid ihr nicht wie die Weiber, die beständig
Zurück nur kommen auf ihr erstes Wort,
Wenn man Vernunft gesprochen stundenlang!
—Des Menschen Taten und Gedanken, wißt!
Sind nicht wie Meeres blind bewegte Wellen.
Die innre Welt, sein Mikrokosmus, ist
Der tiefe Schacht, aus dem sie ewig quellen.
Sie sind notwendig, wie des Baumes Frucht,
Sie kann der Zufall gaukelnd nicht verwandeln.
Hab ich des Menschen Kern erst untersucht,
So weiß ich auch sein Wollen und sein Handeln.
]",,20134,"","""The inner world, his microcosmus, is / The deep shaft, out of which they spring eternally.""","",2013-04-22 16:27:47 UTC,"Act II, scene iii"