text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"KABERDAR.
Miserable prejudice! my country has renounced me; and I am therefore released from an observation of its customs. Mine eyes have chosen; my heart is in unison, and waits only for the consent of my reason--Miss Liddy:
(with animation)
her glance is a sunbeam, upon which the souls enter into Wischenu's paradise! the mild wisdom of the goddess Sawasuadi rests at all times upon her lips; and virtue created from the right breast of the god of gods, has fixed her dearest throne within her heart! Oh, Mamnadinn, god of love, creep thou also into it.",2009-09-14 19:44:34 UTC,"Virtue may fix ""her dearest throne within [one's] heart""",2004-08-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, Scene xi","",,"",•Anonymous? The title lists an A. Thomson as translator of the Kotzebue. C-H seems confused here. ,"Searching ""throne"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15759,5929
" Thus erst, the mighty Shakespeare play'd,
As near Avona's banks he stray'd :---
When his soft melodious strains,
Charm the woods, and charm the plains;
When his elves and sprites are seen,
Tripping o'er the verdant green,
When in the enchanted isle,
Shades the mariners beguile;
In short, in every scene appears,
Fancy, queen of hopes and fears.
When Pope's warbling numbers glide,
Smooth as the unruffled tide;
When the sylphs and sylphids fly,
Thro' the azure of the sky;
When he sports on Windsor plains,
Fancy still unrivall'd reigns.
(p. 403)",2011-10-06 21:40:33 UTC,"""In short, in every scene [of Shakespeare] appears,
Fancy, queen of hopes and fears.""",2011-10-06 21:37:52 UTC,"","",,"","",Searching in Google Books,19255,7107
" Thus erst, the mighty Shakespeare play'd,
As near Avona's banks he stray'd :---
When his soft melodious strains,
Charm the woods, and charm the plains;
When his elves and sprites are seen,
Tripping o'er the verdant green,
When in the enchanted isle,
Shades the mariners beguile;
In short, in every scene appears,
Fancy, queen of hopes and fears.
When Pope's warbling numbers glide,
Smooth as the unruffled tide;
When the sylphs and sylphids fly,
Thro' the azure of the sky;
When he sports on Windsor plains,
Fancy still unrivall'd reigns.
(p. 403)",2011-10-06 21:40:19 UTC,"""When Pope's warbling numbers glide, / Smooth as the unruffled tide; / When the sylphs and sylphids fly, / Thro' the azure of the sky; / When he sports on Windsor plains, / Fancy still unrivall'd reigns.""",2011-10-06 21:40:19 UTC,"","",,"","",Searching in Google Books,19256,7107