work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"This makes the madmen who have made men mad
By their contagion; Conquerors and Kings,
Founders of sects and systems, to whom add
Sophists, Bards, Statesmen, all unquiet things
Which stir too strongly the soul's secret springs,
And are themselves the fools to those they fool;
Envied, yet how unenviable! what stings
Are theirs! One breast laid open were a school
Which would unteach Mankind the lust to shine or rule:
",2008-05-27,17159,"","""Conquerors and Kings, / Founders of sects and systems, to whom add / Sophists, Bards, Statesmen, all unquiet things / Which stir too strongly the soul's secret springs, / And are themselves the fools to those they fool.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 43
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"This makes the madmen who have made men mad
By their contagion; Conquerors and Kings,
Founders of sects and systems, to whom add
Sophists, Bards, Statesmen, all unquiet things
Which stir too strongly the soul's secret springs,
And are themselves the fools to those they fool;
Envied, yet how unenviable! what stings
Are theirs! One breast laid open were a school
Which would unteach Mankind the lust to shine or rule:
",,17160,"","""One breast laid open were a school / Which would unteach Mankind the lust to shine or rule:""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 43
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"And there they stand, as stands a lofty mind,
Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd,
All tenantless, save to the crannying Wind,
Or holding dark communion with the Cloud.
There was a day when they were young and proud;
Banners on high, and battles passed below;
But they who fought are in a bloody shroud,
And those which waved are shredless dust ere now,
And the bleak battlements shall bear no future blow.
(p. 869, ll. 415-23)",2008-05-27,17161,"","""And there they [i.e., ""chiefless castles""] stand, as stands a lofty mind, / Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd, / All tenantless, save to the crannying Wind, / Or holding dark communion with the Cloud.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 47
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
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"To fly from, need not be to hate, mankind:
All are not fit with them to stir and toil,
Nor is it discontent to keep the mind
Deep in its fountain, lest it overboil
In the hot throng, where we become the spoil
Of our infection, till too late and long
We may deplore and struggle with the coil,
In wretched interchange of wrong for wrong
Midst a contentious world, striving where none are strong.
(p. 870, ll. 552-661)",,17163,"","""Nor is it discontent to keep the mind / Deep in its fountain, lest it overboil / In the hot throng, where we become the spoil / Of our infection""","",2009-09-14 19:49:15 UTC,Stanza 69
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"His life was one long war with self-sought foes,
Or friends by him self-banished; for his mind
Had grown Suspicion's sanctuary, and chose,
For its own cruel sacrifice, the kind,
'Gainst whom he raged with fury strange and blind.
But he was phrensied,--wherefore, who may know?
Since cause might be which Skill could never find;
But he was phrensied by disease or woe,
To that worst pitch of all, which wears a reasoning show.
(p. 871, ll. 752-760)",,17164,"","""[F]or his mind / Had grown Suspicion's sanctuary, and chose, / For its own cruel sacrifice, the kind, / 'Gainst whom he raged with fury strange and blind. / But he was phrensied.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:16 UTC,Stanza 80
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"Thus far have I proceeded in a theme
Renewed with no kind auspices:--to feel
We are not what we have been, and to deem
We are not what we should be,--and to steel
The heart against itself; and to conceal,
With a proud caution, love, or hate, or aught,--
Passion or feeling, purpose, grief, or zeal,--
Which is the tyrant Spirit of our thought,
Is a stern task of soul:--No matter,--it is taught.
(p. 872, ll. 1031-39",2008-05-27,17165,"","""[T]o conceal, / With a proud caution, love, or hate, or aught,-- / Passion or feeling, purpose, grief, or zeal,-- / Which is the tyrant Spirit of our thought, / Is a stern task of soul.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:16 UTC,Stanza 111
6456,"",Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"I have not loved the World, nor the World me;
I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bowed
To its idolatries a patient knee,
Nor coined my cheek to smiles,--nor cried aloud
In worship of an echo: in the crowd
They could not deem me one of such--I stood
Among them, but not of them--in a shroud
Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could,
Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
(p. 872, ll. 1049-1057)",2008-12-03,17166,"• Note, ""filed"" is ""defiled."" Byron cites Macbeth, III.i.65: ""For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind.""","""I stood / Among them, but not of them--in a shroud / Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, / Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:16 UTC,Stanza 113
6457,Negated Metaphor,Reading in Perkins. Text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"The Beings of the Mind are not of clay:
Essentially immortal, they create
And multiply in us a brighter ray
And more beloved existence: that which Fate
Prohibits to dull life in this our state
Of mortal bondage, by these Spirits supplied,
First exiles, then replaces what we hate;
Watering the heart whose early flowers have died,
And with a fresher growth replenishing the void.
(p. 873, ll. 37-45)",,17167,"","""The Beings of the Mind are not of clay: / Essentially immortal, they create / And multiply in us a brighter ray / And more beloved existence""","",2009-09-14 19:49:16 UTC,Stanza 5
6457,"",Reading in Perkins. text from HDIS.,2008-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,"The Beings of the Mind are not of clay:
Essentially immortal, they create
And multiply in us a brighter ray
And more beloved existence: that which Fate
Prohibits to dull life in this our state
Of mortal bondage, by these Spirits supplied,
First exiles, then replaces what we hate;
Watering the heart whose early flowers have died,
And with a fresher growth replenishing the void.
(p. 873, ll. 37-45)",2009-02-28,17168,"","""Watering the heart whose early flowers have died, / And with a fresher growth replenishing the void.""","",2009-09-14 19:49:16 UTC,Stanza 5