id,dictionary,theme,reviewed_on,metaphor,created_at,provenance,comments,work_id,text,context,updated_at
8662,Rooms,Momus Glass,,"""Thy answer is in more than words express'd, / I read it through the window in thy breast""",2006-01-25 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""breast"" and ""window"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",3382,"Thy answer is in more than words express'd,
I read it through the window in thy breast;
In every action of thy life I see
Thy faithful love, and filial piety.
To save a sinking Church, thou dost not spare
Thyself, but lavish all thy life for her:
For Zion's sake thou wilt not hold thy peace,
That she may grow, impatient to decrease,
To rush into thy grave that she may rise,
And mount with all her children to the skies.","",2009-09-14 19:33:42 UTC
12929,Rooms,Momus Glass,,"""Open a window in our breast, / That each our heart may see""",2005-09-08 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""heart"" and ""window"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",4844,"Our fig-leaves all be cast aside;
Let no self-soothing art
Conceal the lust, to' indulge the pride
Of a foul hellish heart.
Open a window in our breast,
That each our heart may see,
And let no secret be supprest,
Since all are known to Thee.",Part I.,2009-09-14 19:37:33 UTC
14202,"","",,"""And make our hearts Thy constant home""",2005-04-19 00:00:00 UTC,Searching in HDIS (Poetry),•Bibliography from http://www.bautz.de/bbkl/w/wesley_c.shtml,5284,"Come Holy Ghost, Thyself reveal,
Spirit of grace and wisdom come,
Thy own Divine instructions seal,
And make our hearts Thy constant home:
When Thou art in Thy saints below,
We serve Thee as the church above,
And all things have, and all things know,
Divinely taught our God to love.
",The Divinity of the Holy Ghost,2009-09-14 19:40:15 UTC
15438,Coinage,"",,"When human feelings may inspire the breast so that the ""Mint of Nature"" glows, ""Virtue strikes her image on the mind""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""passion"" and ""mint"" in HDIS (Poetry)",•INTEREST.,5789,"When human feelings the warm breast inspire,
When pity softens, and when passions fire;
Then glows the Mint of Nature, apt, refined,
And Virtue strikes her image on the mind.
","",2009-09-14 19:43:39 UTC
15456,Rooms,Inwardness,,"""Unknown, unfriended, to the Regal Bed: / For in the secret closet of her breast, / Constantia her imperial birth supprest""",2005-09-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Searching ""breast"" and ""closet"" in HDIS (Poetry)",•Cross-reference: found again in Ogle's Canterbury Tales (1741),5781,"But Donnegilda, cruel, crafty dame,
Great Alla's mother, over-fond of fame,
She, (as all antique parents, wondrous sage,
For youth project the inappetence of age,
Each sense endearing and humane despise,
And on the Mammon feast their down-cast eyes)
Malevolent beheld a Stranger led,
Unknown, unfriended, to the Regal Bed:
For in the secret closet of her breast,
Constantia her imperial birth supprest,
Till Heaven should perfect the connubial band,
And with her Royal Offspring bless the land.
""Ah! ill-timed caution! were this truth declared,
""What a vast cost of future woe was spared!
""But where Heaven's will the unequal cause supplies,
""To set the world on fire a spark may well suffice.""","",2009-09-14 19:43:42 UTC
19734,Beasts,"",,"""My soul is dead, my heart is stone, / A cage of birds and beasts unclean, / A den of thieves, a dire abode / Of dragons, but no house of God.""",2012-04-29 15:19:26 UTC,"Searching ""soul"" and ""bird"" in HDIS (Poetry)","",3330,"I am the man who long have known
The strength and rage of inbred sin;
My soul is dead, my heart is stone,
A cage of birds and beasts unclean,
A den of thieves, a dire abode
Of dragons, but no house of God.","",2012-04-29 15:19:26 UTC
24064,Rooms,"",,"""So simple a people I scarce ever saw. They did 'open the window in their breast.' And it was easy to discern, that God was there, filling them with joy and peace in believing.""",2014-06-20 17:40:22 UTC,Reading at British Library,"USE IN ENTRY?
Notes: October, 1770. Google Books search turns up same window quotation in an 1827 Methodist miscellany, under the heading Taste. Add to Rooms? ",7940,"Tuesday, 15. I went on to Witney. I am surprised at the plainness and artlessness of this people. Who would imagine, that they lived within ten, yea, or fifty miles of Oxford? Wednesday, 16. I preached at South-lye. Here it was, that I preached my first sermon, six and forty years ago. One man was in my present audience, who heard it. Most of the rest are gone to their long home. After preaching at Witney in the Evening, I met the believers apart, and was greatly refreshed among them. So simple a people I scarce ever saw. They did ""open the window in their breast."" And it was easy to discern, that God was there, filling them with joy and peace in believing.
(p. 42)","",2014-06-20 17:40:52 UTC