text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"One moment now may give us more
Than fifty years of reason;
Our minds shall drink at every pore
The spirit of the season.
Some silent laws our hearts may make,
Which they shall long obey;
We for the year to come may take
Our temper from to-day.
And from the blessed power that rolls
About, below, above;
We'll frame the measure of our souls,
They shall be tuned to love.",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,"""Our minds shall drink at every pore / The spirit of the season""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15696,5920
"One moment now may give us more
Than fifty years of reason;
Our minds shall drink at every pore
The spirit of the season.
Some silent laws our hearts may make,
Which they shall long obey;
We for the year to come may take
Our temper from to-day.
And from the blessed power that rolls
About, below, above;
We'll frame the measure of our souls,
They shall be tuned to love.",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,"""Some silent laws our hearts may make, / Which they shall long obey""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15697,5920
"One moment now may give us more
Than fifty years of reason;
Our minds shall drink at every pore
The spirit of the season.
Some silent laws our hearts may make,
Which they shall long obey;
We for the year to come may take
Our temper from to-day.
And from the blessed power that rolls
About, below, above;
We'll frame the measure of our souls,
They shall be tuned to love.",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,"""We'll frame the measure of our souls, / They shall be tuned to love""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,"","","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15698,5920
"Glide gently, thus forever glide,
O Thames! that other bards may see,
As lovely visions by thy side
As now, fair river! come to me.
Oh glide, fair stream! for ever so;
Thy quiet soul on all bestowing,
'Till all our minds for ever flow,
As thy deep waters now are flowing.
Vain thought!--Yet be as now thou art,
That in thy waters may be seen
The image of a poet's heart,
How bright, how solemn, how serene!
Such as did once the Poet bless,
Who murmuring here a later ditty,
Could find no refuge from distress
But in the milder grief of pity.
",2012-11-22 01:02:34 UTC,"""Oh glide, fair stream! for ever so; / Thy quiet soul on all bestowing, / 'Till all our minds for ever flow, / As thy deep waters now are flowing""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"",Stream of Consciousness,2012-11-21,"","•Reversals here. INTEREST. The stream's soul and the mind's flow.
I'm back here thinking about the poem after reading Richards and Johnson on Denham's ""Cooper's Hill""","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again, reading.",15700,5922
"""Nor less I deem that there are powers,
""Which of themselves our minds impress,
""That we can feed this mind of ours,
""In a wise passiveness.",2009-09-14 19:44:24 UTC,"""'That we can feed this mind of ours, / 'In a wise passiveness.""",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"",Stream of Consciousness,,"","","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",15701,5923