text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"SECOND LADY
Child! we must quit these visionary scenes,
And end our follies when we end our teens;
These bagatelles we must relinquish now,
And good matronic gentlewomen grow:
Fancy no more on airy wings shall rise,
We now must scold the maids, and make the pies;
Verse is a folly--we must get above it,
And yet I know not how it is--I love it.
(ll. 1-9, pp. 325)
",2009-09-14 19:41:00 UTC,"""Fancy no more on airy wings shall rise, / We now must scold the maids, and make the pies.""",2003-07-28 00:00:00 UTC,I have not read the whole play. Lonsdale excerpts an exchange from the epilogue. ,"",2009-07-31,"","•Verse must be gotten ""above,"" but not with ""airy wings""!",Reading,14483,5395
"Thee only, sober Goddess! I attest,
In smiles chastis'd, and decent graces drest.
Not that unlicens'd monster of the crowd,
Whose roar terrific bursts in peals so loud,
Deaf'ning the ear of Peace: fierce Faction's tool;
Of rash Sedition born, and mad Misrule;
Whose stubborn mouth, rejecting Reason's rein,
No strength can govern, and no skill restrain;
Whose magic cries the frantic vulgar draw
To spurn at Order, and to outrage Law;
To tread on grave Authority and Pow'r,
And shake the work of ages in an hour:
Convuls'd her voice, and pestilent her breath,
She raves of mercy, while she deals out death:
Each blast is fate; she darts from either hand
Red conflagration o'er th' astonish'd land;
Clamouring for peace, she rends the air with noise,
And to reform a part, the whole destroys.
(ll. 19-36, pp. 101-2 in Wood)",2012-08-14 13:08:52 UTC,"""Not that unlicens'd monster of the crowd, / Whose roar terrific bursts in peals so loud, / Deaf'ning the ear of Peace: fierce Faction's tool; / Of rash Sedition born, and mad Misrule; / Whose stubborn mouth, rejecting Reason's rein, / No strength can govern, and no skill restrain.""",2012-08-14 13:08:52 UTC,"","",,Animals,"",Reading,19909,5681
"As it is the character of Genius to penetrate with a lynx's beam into unfathomable abysses and uncreated worlds, and to see what is not, so it is the property of good sense to distinguish perfectly, and judge accurately what really is. Good sense has not so piercing an eye, but it has as clear a sight: it does not penetrate so deeply, but as far as it does see, it discerns distinctly. Good sense is a judicious mechanic, who can produce beauty and convenience out of suitable means; but Genius (I speak with reverence of the immeasurable distance) bears some remote resemblance to the divine architect, who produced perfection of beauty without any visible materials, who spake, and it was created; who said, Let it be, and it was.
(pp. 213-4)",2013-10-16 17:26:17 UTC,"""As it is the character of Genius to penetrate with a lynx's beam into unfathomable abysses and uncreated worlds, and to see what is not, so it is the property of good sense to distinguish perfectly, and judge accurately what really is.""",2013-10-16 17:26:17 UTC,"","",,"","",ECCO-TCP,23033,7739