id,comments,provenance,dictionary,created_at,reviewed_on,work_id,theme,context,updated_at,metaphor,text
15759,•Anonymous? The title lists an A. Thomson as translator of the Kotzebue. C-H seems confused here. ,"Searching ""throne"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)","",2004-08-07 00:00:00 UTC,,5929,"","Act I, Scene xi",2009-09-14 19:44:34 UTC,"Virtue may fix ""her dearest throne within [one's] heart""","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."
19021,John the heartless slaver to his brother who has tried to buy a slave he would rape away from him. ,Reading,"",2011-07-27 16:10:35 UTC,,7034,"","Act I, Scene iii",2011-07-27 16:10:52 UTC,"""What an abominable thing is reading? by this means, the mind is put into a hot-house and forced like a pineapple in Europe; and then produces bad fruit.""","JOHN
Excellent! Dost thou learn those fine fraternal appellations from thy book? What an abominable thing is reading? by this means, the mind is put into a hot-house and forced like a pineapple in Europe; and then produces bad fruit.--If my father had not taught the women to read, I am sure they would have been more reasonable.
(I.iii, p. 18)"
19022,"",Reading,"",2011-07-27 19:07:21 UTC,,7034,"","Act I, scene vii",2011-07-27 19:07:21 UTC,"""Fy! you are horrid people! we lacerate our bodies; you, your souls.---We believe that the scars on our faces add to our beauty; you consider your vices as ornaments.""","LILLI
Hear'st thou--Poor Ada! Look at her. Is she not beautiful as the flower Gloriosa? and she is still more good than beautiful.--—Fy! you are horrid people! we lacerate our bodies; you, your souls.---We believe that the scars on our faces add to our beauty; you consider your vices as ornaments.---Which ought to reprove the other?
(I.vii, p. 40)"
19023,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Prose)",Fetters,2011-07-27 19:09:20 UTC,,7034,"","Act II, scene iii",2011-07-27 19:09:20 UTC,"""Mind and body are both subdued by affliction and chains; their heads are fixed between great wooden forks, supported behind with iron cramps; not one can stir a step without the other; all walk in procession panting under the heavy fork.""","TRURO
In this manner did they treacherously deceive our harmless fathers. They were marked as criminals, when in the midst of serenity and innocence, they knew no transgression. If you should ever meet a company of wretches like these, you would take them for a string of malefactors. Mind and body are both subdued by affliction and chains; their heads are fixed between great wooden forks, supported behind with iron cramps; not one can stir a step without the other; all walk in procession panting under the heavy fork.--Their fettered hands are not at liberty to wipe off the sweat. It is with tears alone that they can wash the blood and sweat from their faces.--In this manner you conduct your slaves to market. Your cattle at least go free to the slaughter-house.
(II.iii, p. 64)"
19024,"",Reading,Fetters,2011-07-27 19:11:17 UTC,,7034,"","Act II, scene vi",2011-07-27 19:11:17 UTC,"""Fetters are needless where the affections are rivetted by beneficent actions. Thou hast left me free, and I am thy slave for ever; with my arms in bonds, I could have escaped, but thou fetterest my heart—I will never forsake thee!""","ZAMEO
(Embraces William's knees) Fetters are needless where the affections are rivetted by beneficent actions. Thou hast left me free, and I am thy slave for ever; with my arms in bonds, I could have escaped, but thou fetterest my heart—I will never forsake thee!
(II.vi, p. 87)"
19025,"",Reading,"",2011-07-27 19:12:09 UTC,,7034,"","Act II, scene vi",2011-07-27 19:12:09 UTC,"""Come, brother, let thy soul for this once be tuned in unison with ours.""","WILLIAM
The sky is clear, and we are glad: a glad heart and sun-shine are well-suited. Come, brother, let thy soul for this once be tuned in unison with ours.
(II.vi, pp. 88-9)"
19026,"",Reading,"",2011-07-27 19:13:08 UTC,,7034,"","Act III, scene i",2011-07-27 19:13:08 UTC,"""Alas! the door is locked and bolted, as the hearts of white men are.""","ADA<
I was in Zameo's arms--
LILLI
You were torn from each other.
ADA
(Jumping up.) Ah I I did not dream it! Where is he? Where is my Zameo? (she runs to the door, which she finds fastened.)
LILLI
You might save yourself that trouble. Alas! the door is locked and bolted, as the hearts of white men are.
(III.i, p. 98)"
19027,"",Reading,Fetters,2011-07-27 19:15:58 UTC,,7034,"","Act III, scene ii",2011-07-27 19:15:58 UTC,"""Alas! there are invisible fetters which no mortal can wrench! both soft and firm are the bonds of virtue, no force can loosen its strong ties, no sword divide it from my soul! it has guided me from childhood to the age of woman, it presided over my marriage, it has attended me in all my wretchedness, nor will it forsake me at the hour of death.""","ADA
Are only those in bonds who have cords around them? Alas! there are invisible fetters which no mortal can wrench! both soft and firm are the bonds of virtue, no force can loosen its strong ties, no sword divide it from my soul! it has guided me from childhood to the age of woman, it presided over my marriage, it has attended me in all my wretchedness, nor will it forsake me at the hour of death.--Away! amulet formed of serpents heads, which a priest once gave me! (She tears it from her neck, and casts it from her) virtue is the only amulet! it cools in feverish heats, and warms in feverish chills! with virtue, as with love, one may live happily under a roof of palm-leaves! virtue and love give a life of serenity, and a gentle death.--Ah! what numbering vigor is awakened in me! I am no more what I was, my heart expands, my bosom swells, some being which I do not know inspires me, an inward glow destroys fear and dries up my eyes! I have no tears--I tremble not--I can meet death!--Go, old man, say to my Zameo, thou hast found me thus; go, say to my tyrant, I await him.
(III.ii, pp. 107-8)"
19028,"",Reading,"",2011-07-27 19:16:58 UTC,,7034,"","Act III, scene vi",2011-07-27 19:16:58 UTC,"""None! You cannot wash my face white, or I his conscience.""","ADA
None! You cannot wash my face white, or I his conscience. This is over. No floods of tears can efface a letter in the book of destiny. Necessity produces tranquillity. I am tranquil.--My future days were in a mist, I shuddered; the mist dispersed and I smiled, for Death walked forth from the cloud.
(III.vi, p. 123)"