text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"And yet there is, there is one prize
Lock'd in an adamantine Breast;
Storm that then, Love, if thou be'st wise,
A Conquest above all the rest,
Her Heart, who binds all Hearts in chains,
Castanna's Heart untouch'd remains.",2011-05-26 19:44:49 UTC,"And yet there is, there is one prize / Lock'd in an adamantine Breast; / Storm that then, Love, if thou be'st wise, / A Conquest above all the rest, / Her Heart, who binds all Hearts in chains, / Castanna's Heart untouch'd remains.""",2005-02-09 00:00:00 UTC,"","",2011-05-26,Fetters,"•I've included twice: Conquest and Fetters
• Edited and multiplied metaphor categories","Searching ""conque"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Poetry)",9907,3857
"Yet, thy moist Clay is pliant to Command;
Unwrought, and easie to the Potter's hand:
Now take the Mold; now bend thy Mind to feel
The first sharp Motions of the Forming Wheel.
But thou hast Land; a Country Seat, secure
By a just Title; costly Furniture;
A Fuming-Pan thy Lares to appease:
What need of Learning when a Man's at ase?
If this be not enough to swell thy Soul,
Then please thy Pride, and search the Herald's Roll:
Where thou shalt find thy famous Pedigree
Drawn from the Root of some old Thuscan Tree;
And thou, a Thousand, off, a Fool of long Degree.
Who, clad in Purple, canst thy Censor greet;
And, loudly, call him Cousin, in the Street.
(pp. 33-4, ll. 38-52)",2013-07-11 15:03:22 UTC,"""Yet, thy moist Clay is pliant to Command; / Unwrought, and easie to the Potter's hand: / Now take the Mold; now bend thy Mind to feel / The first sharp Motions of the Forming Wheel.""",2013-07-11 15:03:22 UTC,"","",,"","Much cited, I think. I feel I've seen these lines variously Englished by different poets and cited as is.",Browsing in EEBO,21646,7535