work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5725,Physiognomy,"Searching ""stamp"" and ""breast"" in HDIS (Poetry); Found again ""seal""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"It is the lot of man:--the best oft mourn,
As sad they journey through this cloudy bourne:
If conscious Genius stamp their chosen breast,
And on the forehead show her seal impressed,
Perhaps they mourn, in bleak Misfortune's shade,
Their age and cares with penury repaid;
Their errors deeply scanned, their worth forgot,
Or marked by hard injustice with a blot.
If high they soar, and keep their distant way,
And spread their ample pinions to the day,
Malignant Faction hears with hate their name,
And all her tongues are busy with their fame.
",,15259,"","""If conscious Genius stamp their chosen breast, / And on the forehead show her seal impressed.""",Impressions,2013-09-09 18:42:18 UTC,""
6752,"",Contributed by PC Fleming,2010-07-19 15:42:17 UTC,"The following pages were written with a design at once to amuse and instruct you, by pointing out some of those despicable tricks, which children, when from under a watchful parent's eye, are frequently apt to commit, and even flatter themselves they are harmless, not considering to what dreadful practices they lead. Be careful, greatly careful, my dear child, that familiarity with the sight, does not make you grow indifferent to the consequences of such actions, and so tempt you to partake of the guilt: but let the advice contained in the following sheets sink deep into your mind, and be a shield to defend you from the contagion, which bad example is ever apt to diffuse over the heart of unexperienced innocence.
(Vol. I, page vii)",,17979,"","""Be careful, greatly careful, my dear child, that familiarity with the sight, does not make you grow indifferent to the consequences of such actions, and so tempt you to partake of the guilt: but let the advice contained in the following sheets sink deep into your mind, and be a shield to defend you from the contagion, which bad example is ever apt to diffuse over the heart of unexperienced innocence.""",Impressions,2013-10-05 15:07:59 UTC,"In the dedication, Vol. I"
5736,"",Reading,2013-05-31 22:20:00 UTC,"Ferdinand awaited the hour appointed by the marquis in impatient curiosity. The solemn air which the marquis assumed when he commanded him to attend, had deeply impressed his mind. As the time drew nigh, expectation increased, and every moment seemed to linger into hours. At length he repaired to the closet, where he did not remain long before the marquis entered. The same chilling solemnity marked his manner. He locked the door of the closet, and seating himself, addressed Ferdinand as follows: [...]
(I.iii, p. 118; p. 52 in OUP edition)",,20274,"","""The solemn air which the marquis assumed when he commanded him to attend, had deeply impressed his mind.""",Impressions,2013-05-31 22:20:00 UTC,"Volume I, Chapter III"
5736,"",Reading,2013-05-31 22:38:18 UTC,"The high importance of the moment, the solemnity of the ceremony, the sacred glooms which surrounded me, and the chilling silence that prevailed when I uttered the irrevocable vow--all conspired to impress my imagination, and to raise my views to heaven. When I knelt at the altar, the sacred flame of pure devotion glowed in my heart, and elevated my soul to sublimity. The world and all its recollections faded from my mind, and left it to the influence of a serene and holy enthusiasm which no words can describe.
(II. ix, pp. 39-40; pp. 121-2 in OUP edition)",,20289,"","""The high importance of the moment, the solemnity of the ceremony, the sacred glooms which surrounded me, and the chilling silence that prevailed when I uttered the irrevocable vow--all conspired to impress my imagination, and to raise my views to heaven.""",Impressions,2013-05-31 22:38:18 UTC,"Volume II, Chapter IX"
5736,"",Reading,2013-05-31 22:40:28 UTC,"""One day, Oh! never shall I forget it, I went as usual to the confessional to acknowledge my sins. I knelt before the father with eyes bent towards the earth, and in a low voice proceeded to confess. I had but one crime to deplore, and that was the too tender remembrance of him for whom I mourned, and whose idea impressed upon my heart, made it a blemished offering to God.
(II.ix, p. 41; p. 122 in OUP edition)",,20291,"","""I had but one crime to deplore, and that was the too tender remembrance of him for whom I mourned, and whose idea impressed upon my heart, made it a blemished offering to God.""",Impressions,2013-05-31 22:40:28 UTC,"Volume II, Chapter IX"
7542,"",Reading; text from Google Books,2013-07-12 14:59:04 UTC,"You, my dear friend, who have felt the tender attachments of love and friendship, and the painful anxieties which absence occasions, even amidst scenes of variety and pleasure; who understand the value at which tidings from those we love is computed in the arithmetic of the heart; who have heard with almost uncontroulable emotion the postman's rap at the door; have trembling seen the well-known hand which excited sensations that almost deprived you of power to break the seal which seemed the talisman of happiness; you can judge of the feelings of Mons. du F when he received, by means of the same friend who had conveyed his letter, an answer from his wife. But the person who brought the letter to his dungeon, dreading the risk of a discovery, insisted, that, after having read it, he should return it to him immediately. Mons. du F-- pressed the letter to his heart, bathed it with his tears, and implored the indulgence of keeping it at least till the next morning. He was allowed to do so, and read it till every word was imprinted on his memory; and after enjoying the sad luxury of holding it that night on his bosom, was forced the next morning to relinquish his treasure.
(Letter XX, p. 163-4; p. 129 in Broadview ed.)",,21701,"","He was allowed to do so, and read it till every word was imprinted on his memory; and after enjoying the sad luxury of holding it that night on his bosom, was forced the next morning to relinquish his treasure.""",Impressions and Writing,2013-07-12 14:59:04 UTC,""
7591,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,2013-08-16 05:59:15 UTC,"His estate was a little incumbered, when he came to the possession of it. He had engaged early in a military life, and served long abroad, while his affairs were left too much to the management of his wife, a woman of unbounded vanity, who vied in expence with families possessed of much larger estates. She died suddenly, in the absence of her husband; who, at his return from Germany, found that her debts were numerous, and that he had lost a very considerable sum, for which, in the confidence of unsuspicious friendship, he became answerable for one, whose principles he considered as no less honourable than his own. He was undeceived too late. The world will blame his imprudence, and think he deserved to suffer from it: but, while foresight and policy are so common, let us forgive those few minds of trusting simplicity, who are taught in vain the lesson of suspicion, on whom impressions are easily made, and who think better of human nature than it deserves. Such persons are for the most part sufficiently punished for their venial error, as was the case with Mr. Clifford, who was forced to extricate himself from the difficulties in which he was involved by the sale of his paternal inheritance.
(I.vi, pp. 58-60)",,22186,"","""He was undeceived too late. The world will blame his imprudence, and think he deserved to suffer from it: but, while foresight and policy are so common, let us forgive those few minds of trusting simplicity, who are taught in vain the lesson of suspicion, on whom impressions are easily made, and who think better of human nature than it deserves.""",Impressions,2013-08-16 05:59:15 UTC,"Vol. I, Chap. vi"
7591,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""mirror"" in ECCO-TCP",2013-08-16 06:16:23 UTC,"Chapter XXII
Mrs. Chartres was one of those persons to whom time is a burden, which, without the assistance of cards, would be insupportable. She considered whist as the first end of existence, and the sole pleasure of society; for she thought conversation the dullest occupation in the world; and, although she knew there was such a term as friendship, her feelings did not convey much force to its meaning. Yet, she was not insensible of some preference towards those who gave her the best dinners. A present of a brace of woodcocks, of which she was remarkably fond, would also secure her partial regard, and a young hare never failed to win her heart. With too little sensibility to feel her own deficiencies, and too little discernment to perceive when she was treated with contempt, Mrs. Chartres could bear neglect without mortification, and derision without resentment. She was perfectly satisfied with being admitted into company, as one who helped to make up the necessary number at a whist table, and to act a part, which an automaton, with a very little farther improvement in mechanism, could have performed as well. It was fortunate for Mrs. Chartres, that she was not difficult in her choice of society, or rigorous in her demands of attention and respect; for she found solitude the most insupportable of all evils. Her mind resembled an empty mirror, which has no character, no images of its own, borrows every impression from some passing object, and, if left to itself, would for ever remain vacant.
(II.xxii, pp. 22-3)",,22194,"","""Her mind resembled an empty mirror, which has no character, no images of its own, borrows every impression from some passing object, and, if left to itself, would for ever remain vacant.""",Mirror,2013-08-16 06:16:23 UTC,"Vol. II, Chap. xxii"
7837,"",ECCO-TCP,2014-03-12 15:23:52 UTC,"Impressed with this idea, the painter has represented a scene, wherein an honest, old man is accused before a magistrate of crimes of which he never was guilty, and a villain, behind the pillar, is enjoying the accusation. That the countenance is an index of the mind, he has here fully shewn; honesty being pictured in the countenance of the accused, and villainy in that of his accusers. The prisoner appeals only to the integrity of his heart.--""God, says he, ""is witness to my innocence; I have no upbraiding conscience; on my character do I depend for support, it is my only resource--Take away my Good Name, and take away my Life! His guiltless heart is his best defence; he needs no evidence in his favour; the prevaricating accusation destroys itself; and the judge, seeing through the conspiracy, acquits the accused, and condemns his accusers.
(pp. 58-9)",,23628,"","""Impressed with this idea, the painter has represented a scene, wherein an honest, old man is accused before a magistrate of crimes of which he never was guilty, and a villain, behind the pillar, is enjoying the accusation.""",Impressions,2014-03-12 15:23:52 UTC,""
7837,"",ECCO-TCP,2014-03-12 15:31:43 UTC,"A regular attendance at divine worship, is a duty we owe not only to God, but to ourselves. The mind is there disposed to hear religious truths; and, when uttered with solemnity, becoming their Author, and the sacredness of the place, they make such an impression on the mind, as is likely to continue with us. We owe every thing to God; we must be unnatural and ungrateful, not to return him thanks for it: and, as we can command nothing of ourselves, to whom should we apply, in all our wants, but to him? ""Ask,"" says he, ""and you shall have."" Let us then pray to him, with sincerity of heart, and there is little fear of our obtaining what we want, or that which is much better; for He is certainly the best judge, whether what we ask, will be beneficial for us, or not.
(p. 187)",,23637,"","""The mind is there disposed to hear religious truths; and, when uttered with solemnity, becoming their Author, and the sacredness of the place, they make such an impression on the mind, as is likely to continue with us.""",Impressions,2014-03-12 15:31:43 UTC,""