work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6278,"",HDIS (Poetry),2003-09-26 00:00:00 UTC,"O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,
Or wait the ""Amen,"" ere thy poppy throws
Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passed day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes,--
Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.
(ll. 1-14, p. 275)",2011-06-17,16617,•See also the mole Conscience in next entry,"""Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, / And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.""","",2011-06-17 17:03:37 UTC,""
6278,"",HDIS,2003-09-26 00:00:00 UTC,"O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,
Or wait the ""Amen,"" ere thy poppy throws
Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passed day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes,--
Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.
(ll. 1-14, p. 275)",,16618,•See also the mole Conscience in previous entry,"""Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords / Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole""","",2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6279,"",HDIS,2003-09-26 00:00:00 UTC,"And once more came they by;--alas! wherefore?
My sleep had been embroider'd with dim dreams;
My soul had been a lawn besprinkled o'er
With flowers, and stirring shades, and baffled beams:
The morn was clouded, but no shower fell,
Tho' in her lids hung the sweet tears of May;
The open casement press'd a new-leav'd vine,
Let in the budding warmth and throstle's lay;
O Shadows! 'twas a time to bid farewell!
Upon your skirts had fallen no tears of mine.
(ll. 41-50, p. 285)",,16619,•See also the moleConscience in next entry,"The soul ""may be a lawn besprinkled o'er with flowers, and stirring shades, and baffled beams""",Court,2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6280,"",HDIS,2003-09-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud
Upon the top of Nevis, blind in mist!
I look into the chasms, and a shroud
Vapourous doth hide them,--just so much I wist
Mankind do know of hell; I look o'erhead,
And there is sullen mist,--even so much
Mankind can tell of heaven; mist is spread
Before the earth, beneath me,--even such,
Even so vague is man's sight of himself!
Here are the craggy stones beneath my feet,--
Thus much I know that, a poor witless elf,
I tread on them,--that all my eye doth meet
Is mist and crag, not only on this height,
But in the world of thought and mental might!
(ll. 1-14, p. 212)
",,16620,"•First published in PDWJ on 6 September 1838. There is also a description of the mountain in his Letters, I, 352-354
","All the ""eye doth meet is mist and crag"" in ""the world of thought and mental might""","",2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6281,"","Searching ""conque"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-02-06 00:00:00 UTC,"He spake, and vanish'd, other prey to find,
And waste in slow disease the conquer'd mind.
",,16621,•C-H pulls from Poetical Works (1838),The conquer'd mind may waste in slow disease,"",2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6281,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""alloy"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-04-14 00:00:00 UTC,"Awed by the elfin's threats, and fill'd with dread
The parents wept, and sought their infant's bed:
Despair alone the father's soul possess'd;
But hope rose gently in the mother's breast;
For well she knew that neither grief nor joy
Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy;
And while these hopes and fears her heart divide,
A cheerful vision bade the fears subside.
",,16622,•C-H pulls from Poetical Works (1838),""" But hope rose gently in the mother's breast; / For well she knew that neither grief nor joy / Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6282,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,"Distance alarm'd the maid--she cried, ""'Tis far!""
And danger too--""it is a time of war:
""Then in those countries are diseases strange,
""And women gay, and men are prone to change:
""What then may happen in a year, when things
""Of vast importance every moment brings!
""But hark! an oar!"" she cried, yet none appear'd--
'T was love's mistake, who fancied what it fear'd;
And she continued--""Do, my Allen, keep
""Thy heart from evil, let thy passions sleep;
""Believe it good, nay glorious, to prevail,
""And stand in safety where so many fail;
""And do not, Allen, or for shame, or pride,
""Thy faith abjure, or thy profession hide;
""Can I believe his love will lasting prove,
""Who has no rev'rence for the God I love?
""I know thee well! how good thou art and kind;
""But strong the passions that invade thy mind--
""Now, what to me hath Allen to commend?""--
""Upon my mother,"" said the youth, ""attend;
""Forget her spleen, and, in my place appear,
""Her love to me will make my Judith dear,
""Oft I shall think (such comforts lovers seek),
""Who speaks of me, and fancy what they speak;
""Then write on all occasions, always dwell
""On hope's fair prospects, and be kind and well,
""And ever choose the fondest, tenderest style.
She answer'd, ""No,"" but answer'd with a smile.
""And now, my Judith, at so sad a time,
""Forgive my fear, and call it not my crime;
""When with our youthful neighbours 'tis thy chance
""To meet in walks, the visit or the dance,
""When every lad would on my lass attend,
""Choose not a smooth designer for a friend:
""That fawning Philip!--nay, be not severe,
""A rival's hope must cause a lover's fear.""",,16623,"",Strong are the passions that invade the mind,Empire,2009-09-14 19:47:29 UTC,""
6283,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,"Now was the Sister of his Patron seen--
A lovely creature, with majestic mien;
Who, softly smiling while she look'd so fair,
Praised the young poet with such friendly air;
Such winning frankness in her looks express'd,
And such attention to her brother's guest;
That so much beauty, join'd with speech so kind,
Raised strong emotions in the poet's mind;
Till reason fail'd his bosom to defend,
From the sweet power of this enchanting friend.--
Rash boy! what hope thy frantic mind invades?
What love confuses, and what pride persuades?
Awake to truth! shouldst thou deluded feed
On hopes so groundless, thou art mad indeed.",,16624,"","""Rash boy! what hope thy frantic mind invades?""",Empire,2009-09-14 19:47:29 UTC,""
6653,"",Reading,2010-01-07 04:14:03 UTC,"Deep on the convent-roof the snows
Are sparkling to the moon:
My breath to heaven like vapour goes;
May my soul follow soon!
The shadows of the convent-towers
Slant down the snowy sward,
Still creeping with the creeping hours
That lead me to my Lord:
Make Thou my spirit pure and clear
As are the frosty skies,
Or this first snowdrop of the year
That in my bosom lies.
(ll. 1-12)",,17615,"","""Make Thou my spirit pure and clear / As are the frosty skies, / Or this first snowdrop of the year / That in my bosom lies.""","",2010-01-07 04:15:42 UTC,""
6653,"",Reading,2010-01-07 04:23:00 UTC,"As these white robes are soil'd and dark,
To yonder shining ground;
As this pale taper's earthly spark,
To yonder argent round;
So shows my soul before the Lamb,
My spirit before Thee;
So in mine earthly house I am,
To that I hope to be.
Break up the heavens, O Lord! and far,
Thro' all yon starlight keen,
Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star,
In raiment white and clean.
(ll. 13-24)",,17616,"","""As these white robes are soil'd and dark, / To yonder shining ground; / As this pale taper's earthly spark, / To yonder argent round; / So shows my soul before the Lamb, / My spirit before Thee; / So in mine earthly house I am, / To that I hope to be.""","",2010-01-07 04:23:46 UTC,""