work_id,theme,id,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,created_at,context,comments,text,reviewed_on,provenance
5891,"",15648,"""Her head's like the island, folks tell on, / Which nothing but monkies can dwell on""","",2012-06-29 17:47:54 UTC,2006-11-16 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, Scene ii",•I've included twice: Island and Monkies,"RALPH
Oh! a plague of these women! They are just like--
[Air.--Ralph.]
A woman is like to--but stay,
What a woman is like, who can say?
There's no living with, or without one.
Love bites, like a fly,
Now an ear, now an eye,
Buz, buz, always buzzing about one.
When she's tender and kind,
She is like, to my mind,
(And Fanny was so, I remember.)
She is like to--O dear!
She's as good very near
As a ripe melting peach in September.
If she laugh, and she chat,
Play, joke, and all that,
And with smiles and good humour she meet me,
She is like a rich dish
Of ven'son or fish,
That cries from the table, ""Come eat me:""
But she'll plague you, and vex you,
Distract and perplex you;
False-hearted and ranging,
Unsettled and changing,--
What then do you think she is like?
Like a sand! Like a rock!
Like a wheel! Like a clock!
Aye, a clock that is always at strike.
Her head's like the island, folks tell on,
Which nothing but monkies can dwell on;
Her heart's like a lemon, so nice,
She carves for each lover a slice:
In truth, she's to me
Like the wind, like the sea,
Whose raging will hearken to no man.
Like a mill,
Like a pill,
Like a flail,
Like a whale,
Like an ass,
Like a glass,
Whose image is constant to no man:
Like a flower,
Like a shower,
Like a fly,
Like a pye,
Like a pea,
Like a flea,
Like a thief,
Like--in brief,
She's like nothing on earth--but a woman.",2012-06-29,"Searching in HDIS (Drama): found again, ""head"" and ""monk"""
5932,"",15790,"""The heart of a physician should be in full steel and armour, like the body of a tortoise""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:44:40 UTC,2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, scene x","•I've included thrice: Steel, Armor, and Tortoise.","BLUM.
I was wrong then. The heart of a physician should be in full steel and armour, like the body of a tortoise.",,Searching in HDIS (Drama)
7120,"",19297,"""And we breathe, and sicken not, / The atmosphere of human thought: / Be it dim, and dank, and gray, / Like a storm-extinguished day, / Travelled o'er by dying gleams; / Be it bright as all between / Cloudless skies and windless streams, / Silent, liquid, and serene; / As the birds within the wind, / As the fish within the wave, / As the thoughts of man's own mind / Float through all above the grave; / We make there our liquid lair, / Voyaging cloudlike and unpent / Through the boundless element.""","",2011-10-25 21:29:02 UTC,2011-10-25 21:29:02 UTC,Act I,"INTERESTING. Metaphor turned inside out as the similes unroll: the mind is liquid, and the spirits are as liquid as mind... REVISIT.","CHORUS OF SPIRITS
From unremembered ages we
Gentle guides and guardians be
Of heaven-oppressed mortality;
And we breathe, and sicken not,
The atmosphere of human thought:
Be it dim, and dank, and gray,
Like a storm-extinguished day,
Travelled o'er by dying gleams;
Be it bright as all between
Cloudless skies and windless streams,
Silent, liquid, and serene;
As the birds within the wind,
As the fish within the wave,
As the thoughts of man's own mind
Float through all above the grave;
We make there our liquid lair,
Voyaging cloudlike and unpent
Through the boundless element:
Thence we bear the prophecy
Which begins and ends in thee!
(I, ll. 672-91)",,Reading
7269,"",19814,"""Do, mother, put your hand upon my heart, it springs like a bird in my breast with joy.""",Beasts,2012-06-29 16:14:34 UTC,2012-06-29 16:14:34 UTC,"Act II, Scene ii","","MARY.
Dear heart! I am so fine, I hardly know myself.
[Surveying herself all round.]
Do, mother, put your hand upon my heart, it springs like a bird in my breast with joy. Lud! lud! what a power of handsome men are here at court;--then they are all so well dressed, and grin so pretty to shew their white teeth, and smell so sweet!
(II.2)",,"Searching ""heart"" and ""bird"" in HDIS (Drama)"
7290,"",19852,"""No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry.""",Beasts,2012-07-03 19:15:54 UTC,2012-07-03 19:15:54 UTC,"Act II, Scene iii","","LORD AVON.
Horrible!--What! record a father's death without a tear?
TYKE.
Tear! Do you think a villain who has a father's death to answer for can cry?--No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry.--
[A vacant stare of horror.]
LORD AVON.
And is this desolation my work? Oh repent, repent!
(II.iii)",,"Searching ""heart"" and ""dog"" in HDIS (Drama)"
5638,"",19872,"""I was surpriz'd, taken unawares, passion ran away with me like an unbroke horse: but I have got him under now; I can govern him with a twine of thread.""",Beasts,2012-07-05 16:58:36 UTC,2012-07-05 16:58:36 UTC,Act IV,"","JACK.
Don't be frighten'd, Mrs. Phoebe! you have nothing to fear: I have seen my error, and thoroughly repent of it.
PHOEBE.
'Tis well you have, Sir.
JACK.
Very true, 'tis a happy reformation-- but who can command himself at all times, Mrs. Phoebe? Where's the man that can do it? I was surpriz'd, taken unawares, passion ran away with me like an unbroke horse: but I have got him under now; I can govern him with a twine of thread.
PHOEBE.
'Tis well you can, Sir.
(IV)",,"Searching ""passion"" and ""horse"" in HDIS (Drama)"