text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"""What numerous ills in life befall!
""Yet Wisdom learns to scorn them all,
""And arms the breast with steel:
""E'en Death's pale face no horror wears;
""But ah! what horrid pangs and fears
""Unknowing wretches feel!",2009-09-14 19:44:00 UTC,"""'What numerous ills in life befall! / 'Yet Wisdom learns to scorn them all, / 'And arms the breast with steel""",2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Metal,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15568,5839
" --Rapt in thought, that bids thee rise
In all thy forms before mine eyes,
I glow with joy to see thee come
In rosy health and youthful bloom:
And now, cold horror trembles o'er my soul,
When thou in blank uncertainty array'd,
With iron-hearted deaf control
Throw'st all around thy awful, dubious shade.",2009-09-14 19:45:35 UTC,"""And now, cold horror trembles o'er my soul, / When thou in blank uncertainty array'd, / With iron-hearted deaf control / Throw'st all around thy awful, dubious shade""",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,Odes,"",,Metal,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",16063,6065