text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"Joy of my Soul, my faithful tender Youth,
Lord of my Vows, and Miracle of Truth,
The angry Gods resolving we must part,
I render back the Treasure of thy Heart:
When in some new fair Breast it finds a Room,
And I shall lie neglected in my Tomb;
Remember, oh! remember, the fair She
Can never love thee, darling Youth! like me.
Then with a Sigh, she sunk into my Breast,
While her fair Eyes her last Farewel exprest.",2013-06-11 18:09:26 UTC,"""I render back the Treasure of thy Heart: / When in some new fair Breast it finds a Room, And I shall lie neglected in my Tomb; / Remember, oh! remember, the fair She / Can never love thee, darling Youth! like me.""",2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Rooms,•I've included twice: Treasure and Room,Searching in HDIS (Poetry),11042,4238
"These some old man sees wanton in the air,
And praises the unhappy constant pair;
Then to his friend the long-necked Cormorant shows,
The former tale reviving other woes:
""That sable bird,"" he cries, ""which cuts the flood
With slender legs, was once of royal blood;
His ancestors from mighty Tros proceed,
The brave Laomedon and Ganymede,
Whose beauty tempted Jove to steal the boy,
And Priam, hapless prince! who fell with Troy;
Himself was Hector's brother, and, had fate
But given this hopeful youth a longer date,
Perhaps had rivalled warlike Hector's worth,
Though on the mother's side of meaner birth;
Fair Alyxothoé, a country maid,
Bare Æsacus by stealth in Ida's shade.
He fled the noisy town, and pompous court,
Loved the lone hills, and simple rural sport,
And seldom to the city would resort.
Yet he no rustic clownishness profest,
Nor was soft love a stranger to his breast;
The youth had long the nymph Hesperie wooed,
Oft through the thicket, or the mead, pursued.
Her haply on her father's bank he spied,
While fearless she her silver tresses dried;
Away she fled; not stags with half such speed,
Before the prowling wolf, scud o'er the mead;
Not ducks, when they the safer flood forsake,
Pursued by hawks, so swift regain the lake,
As fast he followed in the hot career;
Desire the lover winged, the virgin fear.
A snake unseen now pierced her heedless foot,
Quick through the veins the venomed juices shoot;
She fell, and 'scaped by death his fierce pursuit.
Her lifeless body, frighted, he embraced,
And cried, ""Not this I dreaded, but thy haste;
O had my love been less, or less thy fear!
The victory thus bought is far too dear.
Accursed snake! yet I more cursed than he!
He gave the wound; the cause was given by me.
Yet none shall say, that unrevenged you died.""
He spoke; then climbed a cliff's o'erhanging side,
And, resolute, leaped on the foaming tide.
Tethys received him gently on the wave;
The death he sought denied, and feathers gave.
Debarred the surest remedy of grief,
And forced to live, he curst the unasked relief;
Then on his airy pinions upward flies,
And at a second fall successless tries,
The downy plume a quick descent denies.
Enraged, he often dives beneath the wave,
And there in vain expects to find a grave.
His ceaseless sorrow for the unhappy maid
Meagred his look, and on his spirits preyed.
Still near the sounding deep he lives; his name
From frequent diving and emerging came.",2009-09-14 19:35:31 UTC,"""Yet he no rustic clownishness profest, / Nor was soft love a stranger to his breast""",2006-03-05 00:00:00 UTC,I've included the entire poem,"",,Inhabitant,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""stranger"" in HDIS (Poetry)",11049,4251
"2. Sin disengages God from shewing love to the creature, by taking away that similitude that is between God and him; which (as has been observed) was one cause of that love. The creature, indeed, still retains that resemblance of God that consists in being; but the greatest resemblance, that consists in moral perfections, this is totally lost and defaced. A mere existence or being is an indifferent thing, ('tis a Rasa Tabula) that may be coloured over with sin or holiness: and accordingly it receives its value from these; as a picture is esteemed not from the materials upon which it is drawn, but from the draught itself. Holiness elevates the worth of the being in which it is, and is of more value than the being itself. As in scarlet, the bare dye is of greater value than the cloath. Sin debases the being in which it is; and makes the soul more unlike God, in respect of its qualities, than it is like him in respect of its substance. 'Tis not the alliance of flesh and blood, but the resemblance of virtue, that makes the greatest likeness between the father and son. [...]
(vol.viii, p. 124)",2009-09-14 19:37:08 UTC,"""A mere existence or being is an indifferent thing, ('tis a Rasa Tabula) that may be coloured over with sin or holiness: and accordingly it receives its value from these; as a picture is esteemed not from the materials upon which it is drawn, but from the draught itself.""",2006-10-10 00:00:00 UTC,Sermon V,Blank Slate,,Writing,•I've included twice: Tabula Rasa and Picture,"Searching ""tabula rasa"" in ECCO",12573,4751
"2. Sin disengages God from shewing love to the creature, by taking away that similitude that is between God and him; which (as has been observed) was one cause of that love. The creature, indeed, still retains that resemblance of God that consists in being; but the greatest resemblance, that consists in moral perfections, this is totally lost and defaced. A mere existence or being is an indifferent thing, ('tis a Rasa Tabula) that may be coloured over with sin or holiness: and accordingly it receives its value from these; as a picture is esteemed not from the materials upon which it is drawn, but from the draught itself. Holiness elevates the worth of the being in which it is, and is of more value than the being itself. As in scarlet, the bare dye is of greater value than the cloath. Sin debases the being in which it is; and makes the soul more unlike God, in respect of its qualities, than it is like him in respect of its substance. 'Tis not the alliance of flesh and blood, but the resemblance of virtue, that makes the greatest likeness between the father and son. [...]
(vol.viii, p. 124)",2009-09-14 19:37:08 UTC,"""Holiness elevates the worth of the being in which it is, and is of more value than the being itself. As in scarlet, the bare dye is of greater value than the cloath.""",2006-10-10 00:00:00 UTC,Sermon V,"",2008-12-03,"",•I've included twice: Cloth and Dye,Searching in ECCO,12575,4751