work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3328,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""gold"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-27 00:00:00 UTC,The countless gold of a merry heart
The rubies & pearls of a loving eye
The indolent never can bring to the mart
Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury,,8598,"","""The countless gold of a merry heart / The rubies & pearls of a loving eye / The indolent never can bring to the mart / Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:33:39 UTC,I've included the entire poem
3343,"","Searching in HDIS (Poetry); Found again ""iron"" and ""heart""",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,You say reserve & modesty he has
Whose heart is iron his head wood & his face brass
The Fox the Owl the Beetle & the Bat
By sweet reserve & modesty get Fat,,8616,"","""You say reserve & modesty he has / Whose heart is iron his head wood & his face brass.""",Metal,2013-09-23 17:24:52 UTC,"I've included the entire poem
VI. Satiric Verses and Epigrams, from Blake's Notebook"
3384,"","Searching ""breast"" and ""stranger"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-03-06 00:00:00 UTC,"For thee is laughing Nature gay,
For thee she pours the vernal day:
For me in vain is Nature drest,
While Joy's a stranger to my breast.",,8664,"","""For me in vain is Nature drest, / While Joy's a stranger to my breast""",Inhabitants,2009-09-14 19:33:42 UTC,""
5661,Stream of Consciousness,"Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",2004-06-01 00:00:00 UTC,"GABRIEL
Lord, mun, your worship need no' be so shy, like--You do know, you ha' promised me a plac. --an places that are no' bought one way--mun be bought another.
SIR FREDERIC
Well said, friend Gabriel.
GABRIEL
An, as for keeping o' family secrets, donno' you fear me; becase why, I do find they be a sarvant's best parkizites--For, an it wur na for family secrets, how should so many poor country Johns so very soon become gentlemen?
SIR FREDERIC [aside]
This fellow's thoughts run all in one channel; his ruling passion is money; the love of that sharpens his intellects, and opens his eyes and ears.--Well, Gabriel, you shall find me generous as a Prince, provided--Here's somebody coming--go into the next room; I'll speak with you presently.
GABRIEL
Ees.--But I do hope your honour's worship wunna forget the place, like?
SIR FREDERIC
Never fear.",,15123,•Holcroft's translation of Choderlos de Laclos. First performed 12 March 1787; first published 31 March 1787.,Thoughts may run all in one channel,"",2009-09-14 19:42:50 UTC,"Act II, scene v"
5661,Ruling Passion,"Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",2004-06-01 00:00:00 UTC,"GABRIEL
Lord, mun, your worship need no' be so shy, like--You do know, you ha' promised me a plac. --an places that are no' bought one way--mun be bought another.
SIR FREDERIC
Well said, friend Gabriel.
GABRIEL
An, as for keeping o' family secrets, donno' you fear me; becase why, I do find they be a sarvant's best parkizites--For, an it wur na for family secrets, how should so many poor country Johns so very soon become gentlemen?
SIR FREDERIC [aside]
This fellow's thoughts run all in one channel; his ruling passion is money; the love of that sharpens his intellects, and opens his eyes and ears.--Well, Gabriel, you shall find me generous as a Prince, provided--Here's somebody coming--go into the next room; I'll speak with you presently.
GABRIEL
Ees.--But I do hope your honour's worship wunna forget the place, like?
SIR FREDERIC
Never fear.",,15124,•Holcroft's translation of Choderlos de Laclos. First performed 12 March 1787; first published 31 March 1787.,Money may be a ruling passion,"",2009-09-14 19:42:50 UTC,"Act II, scene v"
5679,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""crowd"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-03-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Now Phoebe, in her midnight reign,
Dark-muffl'd, view'd the dreary plain;
Still crowding thoughts, a pensive train,
Rose in my soul,
When on my ear this plaintive strain,
Slow-solemn, stole:--",,15153,"","""Still crowding thoughts, a pensive train, / Rose in my soul""",Inhabitants,2009-09-14 19:42:54 UTC,Stanza VI.
5703,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2006-03-06 00:00:00 UTC,"HAS.
In the most fatal symptoms I have undertaken the body's cure. The mind's disease, perhaps, I'm not less a stranger to--Oh! trust the noble patient to my care.
",,15205,"","""The mind's disease, perhaps, I'm not less a stranger to--Oh! trust the noble patient to my care.""","",2009-09-14 19:43:02 UTC,"Act III, scene ii"
7365,"",Searching in HDIS,2013-03-23 19:32:03 UTC,"These propensities gave the colour to her mind, before the passions began to exercise their tyrannic sway, and particularly pointed out those which the soil would have a tendency to nurse.
(IV, p. 27)",,20037,"","""These propensities gave the colour to her mind, before the passions began to exercise their tyrannic sway, and particularly pointed out those which the soil would have a tendency to nurse.""","",2013-03-23 19:32:03 UTC,Chapter IV
7365,"","Searching in HDIS; found again reading Helen Thompson, Ingenuous Subjection (Penn Press, 2005), p. 202.",2013-03-23 19:33:59 UTC,"The orient pearls were strewed around --she hailed the morn, and sung with wild delight, Glory to God on high, good will towards men. She was indeed so much affected when she joined in the prayer for her eternal preservation, that she could hardly conceal her violent emotions; and the recollection never failed to wake her dormant piety when earthly passions made it grow languid.
These various movements of her mind were not commented on, nor were the luxuriant shoots restrained by culture. The servants and the poor adored her.
(p. 30)",,20038,"","""These various movements of her mind were not commented on, nor were the luxuriant shoots restrained by culture.""","",2013-10-28 17:02:21 UTC,Chapter IV
7365,"",Searching in HDIS,2013-03-23 19:35:27 UTC,"In one thing there seemed to be a sympathy between them, for she wrote formal answers to his as formal letters. An extreme dislike took root in her mind; the sound of his name made her turn sick; but she forgot all, listening to Ann's cough, and supporting her languid frame. She would then catch her to her bosom with convulsive eagerness, as if to save her from sinking into an opening grave.
(p. 46)",,20039,"","""An extreme dislike took root in her mind; the sound of his name made her turn sick; but she forgot all, listening to Ann's cough, and supporting her languid frame.""","",2013-03-23 19:35:27 UTC,Chapter VI