work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5617,Ruling Passion,"Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",2004-06-01 00:00:00 UTC,"LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
And wou'd you have me accessary to the ruin of a young creature?
CHEATERLY
There is no ruin intended;--I have open'd my mind to the lady,--Sir Buzzard is my friend, and I only solicit your interest; I would marry Constance.
LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
No ruin intended! could a greater curse befal a young creature than to marry you! --who are you, Sir?
CHEATERLY
Who am I, madam! a gentleman.
LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
I don't mean to asperse your birth, Sir; but is not your ruling passion play; your principal dependance cards and dice; your most intimate connections jockies, grooms, game-cocks, and race-horses? I am surprized you could look up to her.
CHEATERLY
My fortune and family entitle me to look up to any woman.",,15031,•First performed 2 April 1785.,Play [gambling] may be a ruling passion,"",2009-09-14 19:42:35 UTC,Act I
5649,Ruling Passion,"Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",2004-06-01 00:00:00 UTC,"COUNT PIERPONT
Monsieur Oldstock.
SIR OLIVER OLDSTOCK
Count Pierpoint, no apologies: I am not at all angry with you, nor do I entertain any suspicion of my wife--Love of admiration is her ruling passion; and as long as she lives, she'll fancy herself an object of that admiration.
COUNT PIERPONT
Vous savez très bien my passion pour Mademoiselle Harriet.
SIR OLIVER OLDSTOCK
I know every thing--I now see your view, in all this attention to Lady Oldstock: you imprudently made her your enemy, not knowing her character; but you have very wisely rectified your mistake.--You see, Count, I'm a keen old fellow; I haven't liv'd for nothing so many years in the world.
COUNT PIERPONT
Mon Dieu! vous etes un Machiavel.",,15100,"•Play is ""Dedicated to Mrs. Montague."" First performed 18 November 1786.",Love of admiration may be a ruling passion,"",2009-09-14 19:42:46 UTC,"Act IV, scene iv"
5782,Inner and Outer,"Searching ""fancy"" and ""court"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-08-22 00:00:00 UTC,"O'erbreath'd we come where, 'twixt impending hills,
Ran the joint current of two gurgling rills;
On either hand, adown each fearful steep,
Hung forth the shaggy horrors, dark and deep:
Here, thro' brown umbrage, glow'd the vivid green,
And headlong slopes, and winding paths between;
Growth above many a growth, tall trees arose,
The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those;
A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd
And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.
",,15428,•INTEREST. Metaphor of mind is here exterior?,"""The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those; / A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd / And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.""",Inhabitants,2013-06-04 16:48:01 UTC,""