work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5783,"","Searching HDIS (Drama); found again searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" and again, ""soul""",2004-10-14 00:00:00 UTC,"SPIEGELBERG
[Warmly]
Yes, jealous of me--madly jealous you, and all of you.--I will invent such plans as shall confound every one of you.--How the light breaks in!--What great ideas dawn upon my mind --What giant-projects formed in this creative brain?--Curs'd lethargy of the soul!
[Striking his head]
that chain'd my better judgement, cramp'd all my strength of mind--ruin'd all my prospects-- I am now awake--I feel what I am, what I must yet be.--Go leave me--you shall all be indebted to my bounty for your support!
(I.i)",2011-05-26,15430,"•I've included twice: Chain and Cramp.
• Found again (11/16/2004)","""Curs'd lethargy of the soul! ... that chain'd my better judgement, cramp'd all my strength of mind--ruin'd all my prospects.""",Fetters,2011-07-30 21:11:05 UTC,"Act I, scene i"
5783,Dualism,Searching in HDIS (Drama),2005-06-08 00:00:00 UTC,"FRANCIS
Does this image of thy lover inspire thee with horror? Then paint him, Amelia, in your own imagination--the lovely, the divine, the angelic Charles! Go! enjoy the ambrosia of his lips, --inhale his balmy breath!
(Amelia hides her face with her hands.)
Oh extacy! What rapture in those embraces!--But is it not most unjust --nay cruel, to condemn a man because he is so unfortunate as to be the victim of disease? May not a great soul inhabit a foul carcase?
(With malignant irony.)
May not the beauties of the mind dwell in a tainted body--or the soft voice of love issue from the lips of corruption?-- True indeed, if the poison of debauchery should taint the soul as well as the body; if impurity and virtue were inconsistent, as a withered rose loses its perfume, then--",,15452,•Cross-reference: multiple translations of Schiller in HDIS,"""But is it not most unjust --nay cruel, to condemn a man because he is so unfortunate as to be the victim of disease? May not a great soul inhabit a foul carcase?""","",2009-09-14 19:43:41 UTC,"Act I, scene i"
5848,Mind's Eye,"Searching ""eye"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Drama)",2006-04-24 00:00:00 UTC,"The suggestion of a parody on Farquhar had, however, so strongly impressed his imagination, that he was compelled to yield to it by producing this; which, having been favourably received nearly twenty nights on the stage, now ventures forth divested of the charms of action. The Reader will, it is presumed and hoped, in idea supply them; or, it must remain a mere dead letter: seeing, with his ""mind's eye,"" the volatile pleasantry of Mr. Bannister, Jun. or, agreeable freedom of Mr. Fawcett, in Frank Millclack; the genteel rusticity of Mr. Barrymore, in 'SquireEdward; the skilful junction of bluntness and pathos by Mr. Aickin, in General Fairlove; the absolute personification of avarice and cupidity by Mr. Suett, in old Rackrent; the becoming modesty of Mr. Benson, in the player; the natural humour of Mr. Wewitzer, and irresistible vis comica of Mr. Parsons, in the clown Timothy.",,15578,"","""The Reader will, it is presumed and hoped, in idea supply them; or, it must remain a mere dead letter: seeing, with his ""mind's eye,"" the volatile pleasantry of Mr. Bannister, Jun. or, agreeable freedom of Mr. Fawcett, in Frank Millclack; the genteel rusticity of Mr. Barrymore, in 'SquireEdward [etc.]""",Eye,2009-09-14 19:44:01 UTC,Front Matter
5909,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2004-11-15 00:00:00 UTC,"PASTOR.
Is the suit now decided?--is your conscience easy?
BARON.
Completely so--I wish only that the first interview were over. I feel the same shame in appearing before her whom I have injured, as a thief before the man he has robbed.
PASTOR.
Be calm!--Wilhelmina's heart is your judge.
BARON.
And then--Wherefore should I not confess it? prejudices are like old Wounds! when the weather changes they still smart.--I--I cannot help feeling somewhat ashamed when I think that all must be known to my daughter--to the count--to all my domestics. I would it were already over--till it is, I will not see Wilhelmina, that when we meet, nothing may remain but joy --but transport!--Frank!",,15678,"•This passage has no parallel in Inchbald's Lovers' Vows.
•""Prejudice"" is not one of my kws.","Prejudices ""are like old Wounds! when the weather changes they still smart""","",2009-09-14 19:44:19 UTC,"Act V, scene vi"
5916,"",Searching in HDIS (Prose),2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"ADELINDA.
He sticks to his text I find; for he always begins his sermons by telling me what fine things I could do, if I would but give my soul elbow room. Yet I suspect he treats me with the oil of fool, alias flattery, only for the ostentation of displaying his own sagacity, whilst I question his seeing further into a millstone than other people.",,15686,•INTEREST. Somebody alert Dennett!,"""He sticks to his text I find; for he always begins his sermons by telling me what fine things I could do, if I would but give my soul elbow room""","",2009-09-14 19:44:21 UTC,"Act I, scene iv"
5932,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2005-06-13 00:00:00 UTC,"BLUM.
I was wrong then. The heart of a physician should be in full steel and armour, like the body of a tortoise.",,15790,"•I've included thrice: Steel, Armor, and Tortoise.","""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,"Act I, scene x"
5959,Mind's Eye,"Searching ""eye"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Drama)",2006-04-24 00:00:00 UTC,"WALWYN
I have not interrupted you: for, where I love, I delight to admire. The word escaped; but, it came from the heart of a man who knows no wish of which he can need to be ashamed. Arabella misunderstood me. I listened to your husband, merely to gain time, to soothe the fever of his soul, to save him from the wild phrenzy of despair. His sufferings have awakened within him, powers hitherto unknown to himself, of which the new-born consciousness is pleasing. To sacrifice himself for his wife--is the splendid idea, on which he, at present, delights to gaze till his mind's eye become blind to every ray of other hope.-- It is for this, that his pride devises so many refined pretences for refusing the assistance of a friend. These would he scarce resign for the sake of the salvation of his family and himself; for resigning these,--he would lose the idol of his fancy, created by love, nurtured by want and despair, raised by disordered nerves to be the tyrant of his soul.-- He must be gently and softly led back from the precipice to which he is hurried. As to the night-walker,--we must not call him by his name, but, in silence stretch out our arms, that if he fall, he may sink on the bosom of a friend!",,15815,•I've included twice: Eye and Blindness,"""To sacrifice himself for his wife--is the splendid idea, on which he, at present, delights to gaze till his mind's eye become blind to every ray of other hope""",Eye,2009-09-14 19:44:45 UTC,"Act III, scene viii"
6135,Mind's Eye,"Searching in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""mind"" and ""eye""",2005-05-11 00:00:00 UTC,"SEW.
Hapless youth!
Have I then all in vain pour'd on thine ear
The love of honour, that, with virtuous thirst,
Still drank it gladly? Has my moral pencil
So oft portray'd the forms of truth and falshood,
In their just lineaments, to thy mind's eye;
And hast thou lov'd the one, and scorn'd the other,
Unbid, save by the voice that bade within?
Thou know'st thou hast; say then, shall one example,
Base as it is, and as thou feel'st it is,
Undo?--",,16187,"","""Has my moral pencil / So oft portray'd the forms of truth and falshood, / In their just lineaments, to thy mind's eye""",Eye,2009-09-14 19:45:59 UTC,""
7034,"",Reading,2011-07-27 19:07:21 UTC,"LILLI
Hear'st thou--Poor Ada! Look at her. Is she not beautiful as the flower Gloriosa? and she is still more good than beautiful.--—Fy! you are horrid people! we lacerate our bodies; you, your souls.---We believe that the scars on our faces add to our beauty; you consider your vices as ornaments.---Which ought to reprove the other?
(I.vii, p. 40)",,19022,"","""Fy! you are horrid people! we lacerate our bodies; you, your souls.---We believe that the scars on our faces add to our beauty; you consider your vices as ornaments.""","",2011-07-27 19:07:21 UTC,"Act I, scene vii"
7034,"",Reading,2011-07-27 19:16:58 UTC,"ADA
None! You cannot wash my face white, or I his conscience. This is over. No floods of tears can efface a letter in the book of destiny. Necessity produces tranquillity. I am tranquil.--My future days were in a mist, I shuddered; the mist dispersed and I smiled, for Death walked forth from the cloud.
(III.vi, p. 123)",,19028,"","""None! You cannot wash my face white, or I his conscience.""","",2011-07-27 19:16:58 UTC,"Act III, scene vi"