text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
" When Reason with her Robes ascends the Throne,
And wisely all my scatter'd Thoughts calls home,
The Messenger is so divine,
Unto her Laws I must resign,
For should I let these Thoughts but rove
They'd fix upon Tyrannick Love;
They'd transcend all the Bounds of Air,
And like a blazing Comet wou'd inflame my Sphere.",2013-07-24 15:44:11 UTC,"""When Reason with her Robes ascends the Throne, / And wisely all my scatter'd Thoughts calls home, / The Messenger is so divine, / Unto her Laws I must resign.""",2004-07-16 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Throne,"","Searching ""throne"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Poetry)",10082,3899
"When Reason with her Robes ascends the Throne,
And wisely all my scatter'd Thoughts calls home,
The Messenger is so divine,
Unto her Laws I must resign,
For should I let these Thoughts but rove
They'd fix upon Tyrannick Love;
They'd transcend all the Bounds of Air,
And like a blazing Comet wou'd inflame my Sphere.
",2013-06-04 16:01:40 UTC,"""For should I let these Thoughts but rove / They'd fix upon Tyrannick Love.""",2004-07-16 00:00:00 UTC,"",Wandering,,"",•Also wandering in thought. ,HDIS,10083,3899
"When Reason with her Robes ascends the Throne,
And wisely all my scatter'd Thoughts calls home,
The Messenger is so divine,
Unto her Laws I must resign,
For should I let these Thoughts but rove
They'd fix upon Tyrannick Love;
They'd transcend all the Bounds of Air,
And like a blazing Comet wou'd inflame my Sphere.
",2013-07-24 15:46:01 UTC,"Thoughts may ""transcend all the Bounds of Air, / And like a blazing Comet ... inflame my Sphere.""",2004-07-16 00:00:00 UTC,"",Wandering,,"","",HDIS,10084,3899
"Had the too tender Gods first made
Men's Hearts as hard as Steel,
Their Weakness ne're had been betraid
By ev'ry stroak they feel.",2009-09-14 19:34:43 UTC,"""Had the too tender Gods first made / Men's Hearts as hard as Steel, / Their Weakness ne're had been betraid / By ev'ry stroak they feel.""",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Metal,"","Searching ""steel"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Poetry)",10104,3908
" For thy approaching Grief
A speaking Sadness sat in ev'ry Eye,
All strove to give Relief,
As if they fear'd some Storm was nigh:
Thy very Eyes their coming Fate confest,
And their Resentment for thy Fall exprest.
Thy Soul retir'd to her inmost Room,
Dreading the Pressure of the Stroke to come:
But see, Heav'ns peculiar Care
Saves and protects the Fair;
And often is at the Expence
Of Miracles, to save such Excellence:
So many Thoughts great Jove it cost
To make a Piece most exquisitely Fine,
He would not have the Copy lost
By Death's unruly Hands; much less by thine.
(p. 139, ll.19-34)",2009-09-14 19:34:43 UTC,"""Thy Soul retir'd to her inmost Room, / Dreading the Pressure of the Stroke to come""",2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,Second Stanza,"",,Rooms,"•Cross-reference: in Dryden's ""Threnodia Augustalis"" as well. Blackmore also uses this expression","Searching ""soul"" and ""room"" in HDIS (Poetry)",10106,3909
"When sent from Heav'n a more than common Guest
Takes up his dwelling in a mortal Breast;
And when a Soul of large Dimensions comes
T' inform the human flesh--compacted Rooms,
The gladsome Fabrick full of Beauty shows,
No common Splendour from the Windows flows:
A sacred Brightness doth the Seat attend,
And th'Inmate prosp'rous Omens do befriend.
Quick Worth, Præcocious Vertue, Early Grace,
And ripe Perfeetion doth the Soul embrace.
Inspired Wit fills the capacious Mind,
And forward Sense, to lofty flights enclin'd,
Prevents the tedious Discipline of Schools,
The Loyt'ring Art of Pædagogick Rules.",2009-09-14 19:34:43 UTC,"""When sent from Heav'n a more than common Guest / Takes up his dwelling in a mortal Breast;""",2006-03-15 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Inhabitants,"","Searching ""guest"" and ""breast"" in HDIS (Poetry)",10110,3910
"When sent from Heav'n a more than common Guest
Takes up his dwelling in a mortal Breast;
And when a Soul of large Dimensions comes
T' inform the human flesh--compacted Rooms,
The gladsome Fabrick full of Beauty shows,
No common Splendour from the Windows flows:
A sacred Brightness doth the Seat attend,
And th'Inmate prosp'rous Omens do befriend.
Quick Worth, Præcocious Vertue, Early Grace,
And ripe Perfeetion doth the Soul embrace.
Inspired Wit fills the capacious Mind,
And forward Sense, to lofty flights enclin'd,
Prevents the tedious Discipline of Schools,
The Loyt'ring Art of Pædagogick Rules.",2009-09-14 19:34:43 UTC,"""And when a Soul of large Dimensions comes / T' inform the human flesh--compacted Rooms, / The gladsome Fabrick full of Beauty shows""",2006-03-15 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Rooms,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),10111,3910
"And is she gone? Unkind and Cruel Fate!
Thus to deny the best a longer date.
Old Age does your regardless Hand disdain,
Still begs to die, because't must live in pain:
Too partial Fate! the Noblest first decay,
And Youth the richest Spoil becomes your prey:
Curse on those Stars that did her Life surprize,
And drew the Curtains o'er her brighter Eyes,
Before she wrought, what Nature did design,
When at her Birth, Fate cry'd, the Work is mine.
Her Course scarce finish'd, but she's snatch'd away,
Yet so she sinish'd, that she liv'd each day:
Too great a Blessing, to last long, was giv'n,
Green in the Bud, and yet full ripe for Heav'n.
But to what height can I my Temper screw?
To pay, what to thy Life, what to thy Death, is due.
Grief clouds my sadder Mind, when it should be,
As free as unconcern'd, as calm as she.
So like a dying Swan she did expire,
The God's sent for Her to make up their Quire.
(ll. 1-20)",2013-07-24 14:59:06 UTC,"""Grief clouds my sadder Mind, when it should be, / As free as unconcern'd, as calm as she.""",2013-07-24 14:59:06 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in C-H Lion",21989,7557
"I.
Why should I grovel here below?
Mistake that hopeful Bliss to come?
At shadows grasp, as Heathens do,
And never think of future Doom?
II.
No, I will break this House of Clay,
Which clogs my fleeter Thoughts and Mind,
My Guardian Angel bids away,
Where I Eternal Bliss may find.
(pp. 14-15, ll. 1-8)",2013-07-24 15:07:58 UTC,"""No, I will break this House of Clay, / Which clogs my fleeter Thoughts and Mind.""",2013-07-24 15:07:58 UTC,"","",,Rooms,"","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",21990,7558
"Condemn'd in this dark Prison must I here,
Watch till the Trumpet strike mine Ear?
Must I ne'er know thy Goodness and thy Love,
Because I did transgress thy Will above?
Must Clouds and Vapours still obscure my Mind?
Must I to this dark Sphere be thus confin'd?
No, no, I will launch out, and wing away,
Unto the Regions of a brighter Day.
Some Glances of a State that's past I find,
Take up the Corners of my thoughtful Mind,
As cover'd Embers when they're blown, create
A Flame, and represent my former State.
The Flashings of such Joy do strike so strong
My Temples, that I can't endure it long,
I must dissolve and in these Thoughts expire,
And like the Prophet's Coach ascend in Fire.
(pp. 19-20, ll. 1-16)",2013-07-24 15:13:05 UTC,"""Condemn'd in this dark Prison must I here, / Watch till the Trumpet strike mine Ear? / Must I ne'er know thy Goodness and thy Love, / Because I did transgress thy Will above? / Must Clouds and Vapours still obscure my Mind?""",2013-07-24 15:13:05 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in C-H Lion",21991,7559