work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5920,"","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"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.",,15696,"","""Our minds shall drink at every pore / The spirit of the season""","",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,""
5920,"","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"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.",,15697,"","""Some silent laws our hearts may make, / Which they shall long obey""","",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,""
5920,"","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"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.",,15698,"","""We'll frame the measure of our souls, / They shall be tuned to love""","",2009-09-14 19:44:23 UTC,""
5922,Stream of Consciousness,"Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again, reading.",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"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.
",2012-11-21,15700,"•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""","""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""","",2012-11-22 01:02:34 UTC,""
5923,Stream of Consciousness,"Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"""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.",,15701,"","""'That we can feed this mind of ours, / 'In a wise passiveness.""","",2009-09-14 19:44:24 UTC,""