work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3379,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""mirror"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-10-21 00:00:00 UTC,"Happy the dwellers in this holy house:
For surely never worldly thoughts intrude
On this retreat, this sacred solitude,
Where Quiet with Religion makes her home.
And ye who tenant such a goodly scene,
How should ye be but good, where all is fair,
And where the mirror of the mind reflects
Serenest beauty? O'er these mountain wilds
The insatiate eye with ever new delight
Roams raptured, marking now where to the wind
The tall tree bends its many-tinted boughs
With soft accordant sound; and now the sport
Of joyous sea-birds o'er the tranquil deep,
And now the long-extending stream of light
Where the broad orb of day refulgent sinks
Beneath old Ocean's line. To have no cares
That eat the heart, no wants that to the earth
Chain the reluctant spirit, to be freed
From forced communion with the selfish tribe
Who worship Mammon,--yea, emancipate
From this world's bondage, even while the soul
Inhabits still its corruptible clay, . .
Almost, ye dwellers in this holy house,
Almost I envy you. You never see
Pale Misery's asking eye, nor roam about
Those huge and hateful haunts of crowded men,
Where Wealth and Power have built their palaces,
Fraud spreads his snares secure, man preys on man,
Iniquity abounds, and rampant Vice,
With an infection worse than mortal, taints
The herd of humankind.",,8657,"","""How should ye be but good, where all is fair, / And where the mirror of the mind reflects / Serenest beauty?""","",2009-09-14 19:33:42 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.",,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,""
5921,"","Searching ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2006-09-29 00:00:00 UTC,"O reader! had you in your mind
Such stores as silent thought can bring,
O gentle reader! you would find
A tale in every thing.
What more I have to say is short,
I hope you'll kindly take it;
It is no tale; but should you think,
Perhaps a tale you'll make it.",,15699,"","""O reader! had you in your mind / Such stores as silent thought can bring.""","",2009-09-14 19:44:24 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,""