work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6171,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"""Thou jovial, noisy, pleasant wight,""
Replied th'exhilarated Knight,
""You never will your fancy balk,
Whenever you've the itch to talk;
Nor ever were you known to pass
In silence, your too frequent glass:
But well I know thy friendly heart,
How gen'rous, how devoid of art!
And though you rather stun my ears,
Your humour still my spirits cheers.
While you the plenteous goblets quaff,
And at my whims and fancies laugh,
I know full well you cannot steel
Your breast, against the pains I feel:
And much I wish your Life my Friend,
May not to draughts and doses tend:
For many a one may laugh to see
Tom melted down as thin as me.
E'er a few fleeting years are past,
He may to slip-slops come at last.
That you have laugh'd at me is true;
'Tis what you've long been us'd to do;
But younger folks may laugh at you.""",,16340,"","""I know full well you cannot steel / Your breast, against the pains I feel""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:46:34 UTC,""
6198,Ruling Passion,"Searching ""stamp"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry); Found again ""mint"" and ""fancy""",2005-04-07 00:00:00 UTC," But he, the bard of every age and clime,
Of genius fruitful, ardent and sublime,
Who, from the glowing mint of fancy, pours
No spurious metal, fused from common ores,
But gold, to matchless purity refined,
And stamp'd with all the godhead in his mind;
He whom I feel, but want the power to paint,
Springs from a soul impatient of restraint,
And free from every care; a soul that loves
The Muse's haunts, clear founts, and shady groves.
Never, no never, did He wildly rave,
And shake his thyrsus in the Aonian cave,
Whom poverty kept sober, and the cries
Of a lean stomach, clamorous for supplies:
No; the wine circled briskly through the veins,
When Horace pour'd his dithyrambick strains!--
What room for fancy, say, unless the mind,
And all its thoughts, to poesy resign'd,
Be hurried with resistless force along,
By the two kindred Powers of Wine and Song!
O! 'tis the exclusive business of a breast
Impetuous, uncontroll'd,--not one distrest
With household cares, to view the bright abodes,
The steeds, the chariots, and the forms of gods:
And the fierce Fury, as her snakes she shook,
And wither'd the Rutulian with a look!
Those snakes, had Virgil no Mæcenas found,
Had dropt, in listless length, upon the ground;
And the still slumbering trump, groan'd with no mortal sound.",2011-09-15,16388,"•INTEREST. Here as elsewhere the stamp is specifically a matter of minting. Must read Deidre Lynch's book.
•I've included twice: Stamping and Gold","""But he, the bard of every age and clime, / Of genius fruitful, ardent and sublime, / Who, from the glowing mint of fancy, pours / No spurious metal, fused from common ores, / But gold, to matchless purity refined, / And stamp'd with all the godhead in his mind.""","Coinage, Impression, and Metal",2011-09-15 20:52:54 UTC,""
6199,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-08 00:00:00 UTC,"A Judge, if to the camp your plaints you bear,
Coarse shod, and coarser greaved, awaits you there:
By antique law proceeds the cassock'd sage,
And rules prescribed in old Camillus' age;
To wit, Let soldiers seek no foreign bench,
Nor plead to any charge, without the trench.
O nicely do Centurions sift the cause,
When buff-and-belt-men violate the laws!
And ample, if with reason we complain,
Is, doubtless, the redress our injuries gain!
Even so:--but the whole legion are our foes,
And, with determined aim, the award oppose.
""These snivelling rogues take special pleasure still,
""To make the punishment outweigh the ill.""
So runs the cry; and he must be possest,
Of more, Vagellius, than thy iron breast,
Who braves their anger, and with ten poor toes,
Defies such countless hosts of hobnail'd shoes.",,16395,"","""[H]e must be possest, / Of more, Vagellius, than thy iron breast, / Who braves their anger, and with ten poor toes, / Defies such countless hosts of hobnail'd shoes.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:46:44 UTC,""
6196,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-12 00:00:00 UTC,"------ ""My blessing's with You,
And these few precepts in thy memory
Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
Nor any unproportioned thought his act.
Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.
The friends thou hast, and their adoption try'd,
Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
Of each new-hatch'd unfledg'd comrade. Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel; but, being in,
Bear it that the opposer may beware of thee.
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice:
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgement.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gawdy:
For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
Neither a lender nor a borrower be,
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all,--to thine ownself be true;
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewel, my blessing season this in thee.""
Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 3.",,16396,"•Combe repeats the commonplace (is it originally Lockean?) of the babbling nurse, the goblin tale, and the early association of ideas.
•I've included four times: Seed, Bud, Blossom, Fruitage","""The friends thou hast, and their adoption try'd, / Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:46:45 UTC,""
6203,"","Reading Reisner, Thomas A. ""Tablua Rasa: Shelley's Metaphor of Mind."" Ariel IV.2 (197): 90-102. p. 92.",2006-10-03 00:00:00 UTC,"My mind became the book through which I grew
Wise in all human wisdom, and its cave,
Which like a mine I rifled through and through,
To me the keeping of its secrets gave --
One mind, the type of all, the moveless wave
Whose calm reflects all moving things that are,
Necessity, and love, and life, the grave,
And sympathy, fountains of hope and fear;
Justice, and truth, and time, and the world's natural sphere.
(VII, ll. 3100-8)",,16421,•I've included twice: Mine and Cave
•Cross-reference: Reisner connects to Leibniz's unhewn marble (93).,"""My mind became the book through which I grew / Wise in all human wisdom, and its cave, / Which like a mine I rifled through and through, / To me the keeping of its secrets gave""","",2009-09-14 19:46:49 UTC,"Canto VII, Stanza XXXI"
6203,"","Reading Reisner, Thomas A. ""Tablua Rasa: Shelley's Metaphor of Mind."" Ariel IV.2 (197): 90-102. p. 95.",2006-10-03 00:00:00 UTC,"And is this death?--The pyre has disappeared,
The Pestilence, the Tyrant, and the throng;
The flames grow silent--slowly there is heard
The music of a breath-suspending song,
Which, like the kiss of love when life is young,
Steeps the faint eyes in darkness sweet and deep;
With ever-changing notes it floats along,
Till on my passive soul there seemed to creep
A melody, like waves on wrinkled sands that leap.
(XII, 4594-602)",,16424,"•I've included thrice: Melody, Wave, Sand.","""With ever-changing notes it floats along, / Till on my passive soul there seemed to creep / A melody, like waves on wrinkled sands that leap""","",2009-09-14 19:46:50 UTC,"Canto XII, Stanza 17"
6206,"","Reading Reisner, Thomas A. ""Tablua Rasa: Shelley's Metaphor of Mind."" Ariel IV.2 (197): 90-102. p. 95.",2006-10-03 00:00:00 UTC,"Not until my dream became
Like a child's legend on the tideless sand.
Which the first foam erases half, and half
Leaves legible. At length I rose, and went,
Visiting my flowers from pot to pot, and thought 155
To set new cuttings in the empty urns,
And when I came to that beside the lattice,
I saw two little dark-green leaves
Lifting the light mould at their birth, and then
I half-remembered my forgotten dream.",,16427,•I've included twice: Legend and Sand,"""Not until my dream became / Like a child's legend on the tideless sand. / Which the first foam erases half, and half / Leaves legible""","",2009-09-14 19:46:51 UTC,""
6213,Dreams,"Searching ""passion"" and ""sterling"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-03 00:00:00 UTC,"""But how if this fair creature should incline
""To think too highly of this love of mine,
""And, taking all my counterfeit address
""For sterling passion, should the like profess?
""Nay, this is folly; or if I perceive
""Aught of the kind, I can but take my leave;
""And if the heart should feel a little sore,
""Contempt and anger will its ease restore.",,16469,From Poetical Works (1838). Work out citation. REVISIT,"One may take ""all my counterfeit address / 'For sterling passion, should the like profess?""",Coinage,2009-09-14 19:46:57 UTC,""
6213,Dreams,"Searching ""soul"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""breast""",2005-06-12 00:00:00 UTC,"""Grieving?--No!
""Or as a conqueror mourns a dying foe,
""That makes his triumph sure.--Couldst thou deplore
""The evil done, the pain would be no more;
""But an accursed dream has steel'd thy breast,
""And all the woman in thy soul suppress'd.""--
",,16471,From Poetical Works (1838). Work out citation. REVISIT,"""""But an accursed dream has steel'd thy breast, / 'And all the woman in thy soul suppress'd.""--""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:46:58 UTC,""
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"In their baronial feuds and single fields,
What deeds of prowess unrecorded died!
And Love, which lent a blazon to their shields,
With emblems well devised by amorous pride,
Through all the mail of iron hearts would glide;
But still their flame was fierceness, and drew on
Keen contest and destruction near allied,
And many a tower for some fair mischief won,
Saw the discoloured Rhine beneath its ruin run.
(p. 869, ll. 433-441)",2008-05-27,17162,"","""And Love, which lent a blazon to their shields, / With emblems well devised by amorous pride, / Through all the mail of iron hearts would glide.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 49