work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3216,"","Searching ""rule"" and ""reason"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"As all the passions of the human breast
Impel to action, or compose to rest;
Inflame, or cool, excite, or soothe the soul,
Conspiring to preserve, and guard, the whole;
As will goads on, by pure affections led,
Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head:
But if rebellion vex each vital part,
The head made dark by demons in the heart,
The will runs riot, while the passions rule,
The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool.
When reason governs, as her Maker meant,
Each subject passion feels its proper bent:
None hurries on to urge injurious strife;
None loiters to relax the springs of life:
None chills with agues, or with fevers fires;
Represses right, or raises wrong desires:
But, firm, in friendship and affiance join'd,
All help true happiness throughout mankind;
While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains,
Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.
",2011-07-20,8446, ,"""Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head.""","",2011-07-20 18:02:45 UTC,""
3216,"","",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"As all the passions of the human breast
Impel to action, or compose to rest;
Inflame, or cool, excite, or soothe the soul,
Conspiring to preserve, and guard, the whole;
As will goads on, by pure affections led,
Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head:
But if rebellion vex each vital part,
The head made dark by demons in the heart,
The will runs riot, while the passions rule,
The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool.
When reason governs, as her Maker meant,
Each subject passion feels its proper bent:
None hurries on to urge injurious strife;
None loiters to relax the springs of life:
None chills with agues, or with fevers fires;
Represses right, or raises wrong desires:
But, firm, in friendship and affiance join'd,
All help true happiness throughout mankind;
While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains,
Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.
",2010-07-01,8447,"•REVISIT. See Pickering & Chatto's edition of English Labouring-Class Poets. It lists two editions of Woodhouse's work: Poems on Several Occasions (1766); from Poems on Several Occasions (1788). See volume ii. of the P&C set.
•I've included twice: Revolution and Rule of Passion
deleted duplicate: •""I've included twice: Revolution and Rule of Passion""","""But if rebellion vex each vital part, / The head made dark by demons in the heart, / The will runs riot, while the passions rule, / The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool""","",2013-10-30 19:42:46 UTC,""
3216,"","",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"As all the passions of the human breast
Impel to action, or compose to rest;
Inflame, or cool, excite, or soothe the soul,
Conspiring to preserve, and guard, the whole;
As will goads on, by pure affections led,
Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head:
But if rebellion vex each vital part,
The head made dark by demons in the heart,
The will runs riot, while the passions rule,
The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool.
When reason governs, as her Maker meant,
Each subject passion feels its proper bent:
None hurries on to urge injurious strife;
None loiters to relax the springs of life:
None chills with agues, or with fevers fires;
Represses right, or raises wrong desires:
But, firm, in friendship and affiance join'd,
All help true happiness throughout mankind;
While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains,
Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.
",,8449,•REVISIT. See Pickering & Chatto's edition of English Labouring-Class Poets. It lists two editions of Woodhouse's work: Poems on Several Occasions (1766); from Poems on Several Occasions (1788). See volume ii. of the P&C set.
•I've included twice: once in Government and once in Uncategorized: Tool.
,"""The soul [is] a slave, and reason quite a tool.""","",2009-12-12 17:49:56 UTC,""
3216,"","",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"As all the passions of the human breast
Impel to action, or compose to rest;
Inflame, or cool, excite, or soothe the soul,
Conspiring to preserve, and guard, the whole;
As will goads on, by pure affections led,
Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head:
But if rebellion vex each vital part,
The head made dark by demons in the heart,
The will runs riot, while the passions rule,
The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool.
When reason governs, as her Maker meant,
Each subject passion feels its proper bent:
None hurries on to urge injurious strife;
None loiters to relax the springs of life:
None chills with agues, or with fevers fires;
Represses right, or raises wrong desires:
But, firm, in friendship and affiance join'd,
All help true happiness throughout mankind;
While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains,
Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.
",,8451,•REVISIT. See Pickering & Chatto's edition of English Labouring-Class Poets. It lists two editions of Woodhouse's work: Poems on Several Occasions (1766); from Poems on Several Occasions (1788). See volume ii. of the P&C set.•I've included twice: once in Rule of Reason onc in Subject.
,"""When reason governs, as her Maker meant, / Each subject passion feels its proper bent.""","",2009-09-14 19:33:35 UTC,""
3216,"","",2004-06-22 00:00:00 UTC,"As all the passions of the human breast
Impel to action, or compose to rest;
Inflame, or cool, excite, or soothe the soul,
Conspiring to preserve, and guard, the whole;
As will goads on, by pure affections led,
Heav'n heaves the heart, and reason rules the head:
But if rebellion vex each vital part,
The head made dark by demons in the heart,
The will runs riot, while the passions rule,
The soul a slave, and reason quite a tool.
When reason governs, as her Maker meant,
Each subject passion feels its proper bent:
None hurries on to urge injurious strife;
None loiters to relax the springs of life:
None chills with agues, or with fevers fires;
Represses right, or raises wrong desires:
But, firm, in friendship and affiance join'd,
All help true happiness throughout mankind;
While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains,
Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.
",,8453,•REVISIT. See Pickering & Chatto's edition of English Labouring-Class Poets. It lists two editions of Woodhouse's work: Poems on Several Occasions (1766); from Poems on Several Occasions (1788). See volume ii. of the P&C set.
,"""While, seeking pleasures, and avoiding pains, / Will whips, or curbs, as reason holds the reins.""","",2009-09-14 19:33:35 UTC,""
3380,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""mirror"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-11-21 00:00:00 UTC,"In borrow'd shape, no Vice thro' vizor seen,
Would mimic Virtue's godlike look and mien;
Or, with deception, of a darker shade,
Presume to purchase Heav'n by vain parade;
But let Religion act her honest part,
And clear each head of hypocritic Art,
While Heav'n's pure Word would prompt Affection win,
And purge the Soul from all polluting Sin;
Till, like a faithful mirror Man would shine,
By Wisdom polish'd, and by Grace, divine;
Reflecting that bless'd Pattern, plac'd above,
In perfect Peace--Goodwill--and holy Love!",,8658,"","""Heav'n's pure Word would prompt Affection win, / And purge the Soul from all polluting Sin; / Till, like a faithful mirror Man would shine, / By Wisdom polish'd, and by Grace, divine.""","",2009-09-14 19:33:42 UTC,Love Letters to my Wife; Written in 1789
5782,Inner and Outer,"Searching ""fancy"" and ""court"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2004-08-22 00:00:00 UTC,"O'erbreath'd we come where, 'twixt impending hills,
Ran the joint current of two gurgling rills;
On either hand, adown each fearful steep,
Hung forth the shaggy horrors, dark and deep:
Here, thro' brown umbrage, glow'd the vivid green,
And headlong slopes, and winding paths between;
Growth above many a growth, tall trees arose,
The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those;
A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd
And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.
",,15428,•INTEREST. Metaphor of mind is here exterior?,"""The tops of these scarce veil'd the roots of those; / A winding court where wandering fancy walk'd / And to herself responsive Echo talk'd.""",Inhabitants,2013-06-04 16:48:01 UTC,""
7021,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chains"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-20 16:02:21 UTC,"In fetters confined Our body complains,
Oppress'd is our mind, With heavier chains;
A burden of evils We horribly feel,
It turns us to devils, And sinks us to hell.",,18935,"The first prayer I found in HDIS is not in this book. Are there later editions or variant states and issues? Note, the 1785 edition seems to include 10 prayers only; the prayer from The Poetical Works is numbered 13. REVISIT and trace citation.","""In fetters confined Our body complains, / Oppress'd is our mind , With heavier chains.""",Fetters,2011-07-20 16:06:24 UTC,""
7024,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2011-07-20 17:21:30 UTC,"Can arbitrary influence e'er controul
The in-born bias of Man's soaring Soul?
Can Mammon's votaries vainly hope to bind,
In shining shackles, his immortal Mind?
Put on some tinkling bells, and tinsel chains,
And hope he'll trudge with joy, 'mid griefs and pains?
Hope, tho' degraded to Man's meanest shape,
'Mid scoff and ridicule he'll act the ape?
That prison'd Minds will cease to pine, and mope,
'Tis Fools' absurd philosophism to hope.
Not bulls from Popes, or warrants back'd by Kings,
The Martyr's burning piles, or Miscreants' strings,
Can faithful Souls by fear, or force, subdue,
Who know their crimes are cross'd, and Heav'n is true--
For tho' imperious Popes, or Kings, may kill,
No earthly pow'r can bind the free-born Will:
'Tis like the thwarting elements at strife,
Or adverse interests torturing Man and Wife--
'Tis oil with water join'd, or fire with phlegm,
What Dolt would ever dream of mixing them?
Sooner might foolish Coachman hope to force,
The kind esteem of beaten, batter'd, horse--
Or pert Postilion, mad with megrims, think,
By whips and wales to make the creature drink:
I may by dint of discipline, compel
The fear-struck animal to travel well,
But never can by any force, or fright,
Produce pure love, or prompt an appetite.",,18939,"","""Can Mammon's votaries vainly hope to bind, / In shining shackles, his immortal Mind?""",Fetters,2011-07-20 17:21:30 UTC,""
7238,"","Searching ""soul"" and ""bird"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2012-04-29 18:47:54 UTC,"What can such treasonable crimes atone,
Usurping, thus, their heavenly Sovereign's throne?
'Tis sacrilege; and Heav'n resents the wrongs,
When Creatures challenge what to Christ belongs!
'Tis Image-worship when a Mortal's shewn
The honours that pertain to God alone!
And are not such offences ever found,
In graceless Grandeur's fashionable round?
For is not all its glitter--all its gold--
Form'd into Images with Fancy's mould?
And tho' the Idol be a Knave or Fool,
When finish'd nice with Fashion's graving tool,
The reverence paid looks more or less divine,
In due proportion to the shew and shine.
All's calculated by the glow, and glare--
Frail, short-liv'd things their full affection share--
While Vanity unveils her whiffling flags,
Her glittering trinkets, and her tawdry rags--
Spreads spangled nets, and fills her philter'd bowl,
To fix each Sense, and fascinate the Soul--
Her birdlime twigs contrived with such sly Art,
That while they tangle thoughts, they trap the heart,
Thus to impair her strength, and spoil her wings,
No more to mount o'er temporary things,
But, drunk with spurious Pleasure--cag'd in State--
Forego true Freedom, and forget her Fate!",,19736,"","""While Vanity unveils her whiffling flags, / Her glittering trinkets, and her tawdry rags-- / Spreads spangled nets, and fills her philter'd bowl, / To fix each Sense, and fascinate the Soul-- / Her birdlime twigs contrived with such sly Art, / That while they tangle thoughts, they trap the heart, / Thus to impair her strength, and spoil her wings, / No more to mount o'er temporary things, / But, drunk with spurious Pleasure--cag'd in State-- / Forego true Freedom, and forget her Fate!""",Beasts,2012-04-29 18:47:54 UTC,""