work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
3453,"",HDIS (Drama),2003-08-10 00:00:00 UTC,"MERCUTIO
Nay, an there were two such, we should have
none shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou -- why,
thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more or
a hair less in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel
with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason
but because thou hast hazel eyes. What eye but such
an eye would spy out such a quarrel? Thy head is as
full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy
head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.
Thou hast quarrelled with a man for coughing in the
street because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain
asleep in the sun. Didst thou not fall out with a tailor
for wearing his new doublet before Easter; with another
for tying his new shoes with old ribbon? And yet thou
wilt tutor me from quarrelling!
(III.i.15-29)",2010-01-05,8803,•Mercutio to Benvolio (just before they encounter Tybalt). Arden says it it proverbial. See Tilley K 149.,"""Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.""","",2013-06-12 14:00:39 UTC,"Act III, scene i."
3456,"",HDIS,2003-08-07 00:00:00 UTC,"LONGAVILLE
I am resolved. 'Tis but a three years' fast.
The mind shall banquet, though the body pine.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs but bankrupt quite the wits.
(I.i.24-27)",2009-05-26,8822,"","""The mind shall banquet, though the body pine.""","",2009-09-14 19:33:47 UTC,"Act I, scene i. King Ferdinand has Berowne, Longueville and Dumaine swear oaths"
3456,"",HDIS; found again reading in MacDonald's History of the Concept of Mind (273),2003-10-09 00:00:00 UTC,"NATHANIEL
Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book.
He hath not eat paper, as it were, he hath not drunk
ink. His intellect is not replenished, he is only an
animal, only sensible in the duller parts,
And such barren plants are set before us that we thankful should be,
Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that do fructify in us more than he.
For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool,
So were there a patch set on learning to see him in a school.
But omne bene say I, being of an old father's mind:
""Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.""
(IV.ii.23-33)",2009-05-26,8834,"","""Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book. He hath not eat paper, as it were, he hath not drunk ink. His intellect is not replenished, he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts.""","",2013-06-10 17:58:45 UTC,"Act IV, scene ii. Nathaniel is talking about Dull"
3546,"",HDIS,2003-07-29 00:00:00 UTC,"JULIA
O, know'st thou not his looks are my soul 's food?
Pity the dearth that I have pinèd in
By longing for that food so long a time.
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow
As seek to quench the fire of love with words.
(II.vii.15-20)",,9148,"","""O, know'st thou not his looks are my soul 's food? / Pity the dearth that I have pinèd in / By longing for that food so long a time. ""","",2013-06-10 18:09:47 UTC,"Act II, scene vii."
3721,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2005-09-07 00:00:00 UTC,"TRUR.
Into his studious Closet to stuff his Lunatick head, since he can get nothing for his belly.",2009-01-20,9615,"","""Into his studious Closet to stuff his Lunatick head, since he can get nothing for his belly.""","",2013-06-10 18:17:00 UTC,Act I
3764,"",Searching in HDIS (Drama),2005-08-29 00:00:00 UTC,"EITHER
Dear Madam, your words have so pow'rfull an influence upon me, that I fear my breast wants room for the excessive joy; is stuck round with the darts of your Beauty, like an Orange that is stuck with Cloves.",,9702,"","""I fear my breast wants room for the excessive joy; is stuck round with the darts of your Beauty, like an Orange that is stuck with Cloves.""","",2013-06-10 18:18:40 UTC,"Act V, scene i"
3956,"","",2004-06-23 00:00:00 UTC,"CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Almighty Powers, what horrid sounds are these! Plunder and Burnings are the dismal Knels that Toll perpetually! Black Horrour, Revels, and Ruin Triumphs in the Streets of Naples; whil'st in the Viceroy's watry downcast Eyes, we read the baleful Tidings of Distress: But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
No, my Good Lord, my Courage is my Antidote against Despair, and keeps the Poyson from me; yet to a Soul less great than mine to see, the strange Revolves of Fate, the Court's Dishonour, the Ruin of our best Nobility, the danger of our Starving; all Provisions on pain of Death, being hindred to come near us; and this commanded by a Beggar's Brat; A base Plebeian moulded from a Dunghill! This to a Heart less brave, my Lord, might shock and force the Soul from her Religious Ward, to prompt a desperate Action.
CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Therefore, Faith, and it's Twin-sister, Hope, must rule your Reason.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
Therefore it does so; but my Wife, I fear, has other Sentiments; her noble Spirit, bred from the Princely Race of the Medinæ, to be block'd up, and as it were Imprison'd by the Rabble, breeds a ferment in her Breast, not easie to be quell'd.",,10284,"Not much like the other metaphors... I've not been particularly consistent in my collection of emotions, like ""Despair."" Should I delete?","""But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings.""","",2012-01-22 17:28:49 UTC,"Second Part. Act I, Scene i"
3983,"",Searching in C-H Lion,2013-06-18 14:24:02 UTC,"RAILTON
That Opinion, Tremilia, denotes a diseas'd Mind, which is as naturally averse to every thing that's pleasant, and agreeable, as a Diseas'd Body is to wholsom Food. Contemplation is but an Overture to Madness, a discontented Temper renders the World Odious; and Melancholy, like Sleep, steals insensibly upon our Spirits; and when Solitude has contracted our Thoughts into a too serious Meditation, we fall into a Labyrinth of foolish Notions, that quite craze our Understandings. The Philosophers run upon Fancies, which not only confront Reason, and Sense, but plain Matter of Fact: And the Poets Flights of the Sun, the Stars, and the Elements, are manifest Distraction; as if Apollo , for their Impertinence, had canted 'em thro' the Globe, and they had a giddy Idea of every thing they just pass'd by. Such stuff is the effect of studious Vapours, and Fops that are learnedly rediculous, ought more to be laugh'd at, than Fools that talk downright Nonsense.
(III.i, p. 26)",,20924,"","""That Opinion, Tremilia, denotes a diseas'd Mind, which is as naturally averse to every thing that's pleasant, and agreeable, as a Diseas'd Body is to wholsom Food.""","",2013-06-18 14:26:29 UTC,"Act III, Scene i"
5494,"",LION,2013-08-16 21:55:52 UTC,"SOMERSET.
The design is deep!
Perhaps too, not propos'd by your best friends.
OVERBURY.
Now, my lov'd lord, I'll try your friendship's faith!
When sick'ning reason labours in the mind,
Advice is the soul's cordial--How shall I act?
(III.i, p. 151)",,22245,"","""When sick'ning reason labours in the mind, / Advice is the soul's cordial--How shall I act?""","",2013-08-16 21:55:52 UTC,"Act III, scene i"
7841,"",ECCO-TCP,2014-03-12 17:36:08 UTC,"BARBAROSSA.
Love ne'er shou'd die:
'Tis the Soul's Cordial: 'Tis the Fount of Life;
Therefore shou'd spring eternal in the Breast.
One Object lost, another shou'd succeed.
And all our Life be Love.
(p. 25)",,23650,"","""Love ne'er shou'd die: / 'Tis the Soul's Cordial.""","",2014-03-12 17:36:08 UTC,""