work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6270,"","Searching ""mind"" at Electronic Text Center at UVA Library",2005-08-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Those persons who favour the opinion of the incessant improveableness of the human species, have felt strongly prompted to embrace the creed of Helvetius, who affirms that the minds of men, as they are born into the world, are in a state of equality, alike prepared for any kind of discipline and instruction that may be afforded them, and that it depends upon education only, in the largest sense of that word, including every impression that may be made upon the mind, intentional or accidental, from the hour of our birth, whether we shall be poets or philosophers, dancers or singers, chemists or mathematicians, astronomers or dissectors of the faculties of our common nature.
(p. 41)",,16593,"","Helvetius's creed is that men are born equal and ""it depends upon education only, in the largest sense of that word, including every impression that may be made upon the mind, intentional or accidental, from the hour of our birth, whether we shall be poets or philosophers, dancers or singers, chemists or mathematicians, astronomers or dissectors of the faculties of our common nature""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:22 UTC,Essay II. Of The Distribution of Talents.
6285,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"The cousins met, what pass'd with Gwyn was told:
""Alas!"" the Doctor said, ""how hard to hold
""These easy minds, where all impressions made
""At first sink deeply, and then quickly fade;
""For while so strong these new-born fancies reign,
""We must divert them, to oppose is vain:
""You see him valiant now, he scorns to heed
""The bigot's threat'nings or the zealot's creed;
""Shook by a dream, he next for truth receives
""What frenzy teaches, and what fear believes;
""And this will place him in the power of one
""Whom we must seek, because we cannot shun.""",,16627,"","""These easy minds, where all impressions made / At first sink deeply, and then quickly fade""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,""
6286,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"Our Poet hurried on, with wish to fly,
From all mankind, to be conceal'd, and die.
Alas! what hopes, what high romantic views
Did that one visit to the soul infuse,
Which, cherish'd with such love, 'twas worse than death to lose!
Still he would strive, though painful was the strife,
To walk in this appointed road of life;
On these low duties duteous he would wait,
And patient bear the anguish of his fate.
Thanks to the Patron, but of coldest kind,
Express'd the sadness of the Poet's mind;
Whose heavy hours were pass'd with busy men,
In the dull practice of th' official pen;
Who to Superiors must in time impart
(The custom this) his progress in their art:
But, so had grief on his perception wrought,
That all unheeded were the duties taught;
No answers gave he when his trial came,
Silent he stood, but suffering without shame;
And they observed that words severe or kind
Made no impression on his wounded mind:
For all perceived from whence his failure rose,
Some grief whose cause he deign'd not to disclose.
A soul averse from scenes and works so new,
Fear ever shrinking from the vulgar crew;
Distaste for each mechanic law and rule,
Thoughts of past honour and a patron cool;
A grieving parent, and a feeling mind,
Timid and ardent, tender and refined:
These all with mighty force the youth assail'd,
Till his soul fainted, and his reason fail'd:
When this was known, and some debate arose,
How they who saw it should the fact disclose,
He found their purpose, and in terror fled
From unseen kindness, with mistaken dread.",,16628,"","""And they observed that words severe or kind / Made no impression on his wounded mind""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,""
6287,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"His books, his walks, his musing, morn and eve,
Gave such impressions as such minds receive;
And with his moral and religious views
Wove the wild fancies of an Infant-Muse,
Inspiring thoughts that he could not express,
Obscure sublime! his secret happiness.
Oft would he strive for words, and oft begin
To frame in verse the views he had within;
But ever fail'd: for how can words explain
The unform'd ideas of a teeming brain?",,16629,"","""His books, his walks, his musing, morn and eve, / Gave such impressions as such minds receive""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,Posthumous Tales
6288,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,Survey these features--see if nothing there
May old impressions on your mind repair!
Is there not something in this shattered frame
Like to that--
,,16630,"","""Survey these features--see if nothing there / May old impressions on your mind repair!""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,Posthumous Tales
6289,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"The Captain's heart, although unused to melt,
A strong impression from persuasion felt;
His pride was soften'd by the prayers he heard,
And then advantage in the match appear'd.",,16631,"","""The Captain's heart, although unused to melt, / A strong impression from persuasion felt;""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,Posthumous Tales
6346,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry); found again ""thought""",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"Again the Doctor wav'd his hand, And Pat was silent at command.
""I've one word more,"" the Doctor said, ""And I expect to be obey'd.
Whatever you may see me do, Keep this command in constant view;
If I ride on nor silence break, If to myself you hear me speak,
Let not, I beg, your flippant tongue Disturb me as I jog along.""
Pat bow'd, and by his reason's force He felt he might disturb discourse,
But thought it was a curious joke To disturb one who never spoke.
Though hard the task which was assign'd,
Patrick was patient and resign'd.
Blest Contemplation, oft thy power
Charms and improves the passing hour!
'Tis in that hour the mind receives The best impression virtue gives.
For thus, with higher thought prepar'd, As its instructor and its guard,
Vice and its passions ne'er invade The bosom thus so sacred made,
Where solemn musings calm the mind
And leave all boist'rous cares behind.
Vice, it is true, o'er crime may brood In some dark dismal solitude;
There it may whet the murd'rous knife
That threatens some unwary life;
There treason may its schemes employ
To rob, to pillage, and destroy.
But Contemplation, Heavenly Maid! By calling virtue to its aid,
Does with her power benign, controul Each strong emotion of the soul,
Bids every mental tempest cease, And soothes the bosom into peace.",,16803,"","""'Tis in that hour the mind receives ... The best impression virtue gives.""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:48:02 UTC,""
7126,"",Searching at UVa E-text Center,2011-11-01 18:31:58 UTC,"This they would sing, as a chorus, to words which to many would seem unmeaning jargon, but which, nevertheless, were full of meaning to themselves. I have sometimes thought that the mere hearing of those songs would do more to impress some minds with the horrible character of slavery, than the reading of whole volumes of philosophy on the subject could do.
(p. 14)",,19316,"","""I have sometimes thought that the mere hearing of those songs would do more to impress some minds with the horrible character of slavery, than the reading of whole volumes of philosophy on the subject could do.""","",2011-11-01 18:31:58 UTC,Chapter II
7659,"","Reading Jonathan Wordsworth's ""As with the Silence of Thought"" in High Romantic Argument (Cornell UP), p. 44.",2013-08-26 14:24:05 UTC,"Osw.
Give not to them a thought. From Palestine
We marched to Syria: oft I left the Camp,
When all that multitude of hearts was still,
And followed on, through woods of gloomy cedar,
Into deep chasms troubled by roaring streams;
Or from the top of Lebanon surveyed
The moonlight desert, and the moonlight sea:
In these my lonely wanderings I perceived
What mighty objects do impress their forms
To elevate our intellectual being;
And felt, if aught on earth deserves a curse,
'Tis that worst principle of ill which dooms
A thing so great to perish self-consumed.
--So much for my remorse!
(p. 128)",,22611,"","""In these my lonely wanderings I perceived / What mighty objects do impress their forms / To elevate our intellectual being.""","",2013-08-26 14:24:05 UTC,""
8363,"",Reading,2023-09-11 16:27:45 UTC,"I left the woods for as good a reason as I went there. Perhaps it seemed to me that I had several more lives to live, and could not spare any more time for that one. It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route, and make a beaten track for ourselves. I had not lived there a week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct. It is true, I fear that others may have fallen into it, and so helped to keep it open. The surface of the earth is soft and impressible by the feet of men; and so with the paths which the mind travels. How worn and dusty, then, must be the highways of the world, how deep the ruts of tradition and conformity! I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.",,25330,"","""The surface of the earth is soft and impressible by the feet of men; and so with the paths which the mind travels.""","",2023-09-11 16:27:45 UTC,""