work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5653,"","Searching ""bosom"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-08 00:00:00 UTC,"With Iron Bosom, tho' the Beast he slew,
The Charms of melting Love Alcides knew!
He cherish'd Hylas, with his golden Hair;
Felt all the Fondness of parental Care;
And taught him, as a Sire instructs his Son,
By manly Virtues how Renown is won!
Himself alike the Model and the Guide
He watch'd assiduous at his Hylas' Side;
Whether their Course Aurora's white Steeds run
From Jove's high Dome; or blaz'd the noon-day Sun;
Or the Hen shook her Wings, by Twilight's Gleam,
Gathering her Chicken to the smoky Beam--
That, tutor'd on Instruction's steady Plan,
The Boy, in Wisdom's Way, might rise to Man.",,15105,"","""With Iron Bosom, tho' the Beast he slew, / The Charms of melting Love Alcides knew!""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:42:47 UTC,The Idyllia and Epigrams of Theocritus
5726,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""bank"" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO",2005-05-31 00:00:00 UTC,"My recollection portrays all the past,
The bliss was sure too exquisite to last:
When Henry's supplication fill'd my days,
And every echo warbled Gabrielle's praise;
Train'd from my reason's dawn in noble deeds,
I sung of Virtue, and I sought her meeds:
My pliant fancy yielded to embrace
Those laws of honor, which upheld my race:
Oh! hesitate, ye generous nymphs, I pray,
Ere ye condemn the tenor of my lay.
Knew ye the sorcery that freights his tale,
Alas, you'd marvel not that men prevail!
A king, a hero, brilliant, wise and great,
Who seems the favor'd delegate of fate;
When such assail the melting virgin's breast,
Love is all-governing, and fear a jest.
With soft solicitude, with matchless charms,
He came, he woo'd, he won me to his arms!
So regal Jove his tender wishes told,
When the high ruler found Alcmena cold--
He swore his love should with his being last,
But scarce was sworn before that love was past:
Such vows, like poppies, mid the golden grain,
Tho' gay, are worthless, tho' alluring, vain:
When Passion's tides thro' mans' strong art'ries roar,
His heart resists them like a flinty shore;
But our frail frames, like mould'ring banks, give way,
Our mind's unhelm'd, our attributes decay--
His bright, his keen, his fascinating eyes,
Like wond'rous basilisks seduce their prize.
Go not, ye nymphs, you'll perish if you gaze,
For necromancy warms their weakest blaze!
If in the vortex of his arts you're found,
Your agency will die, your sense run round.
There Ruin's baneful circles never cease,
Till central potency ingulphs your peace!
(cf. pp. 24-5 in 1788 printing)",,15260,•I've included twice: Flinty Shore and Tide,"""When Passion's tides thro' mans' strong art'ries roar, / His heart resists them like a flinty shore; / But our frail frames, like mould'ring banks, give way.""","",2014-02-26 21:59:56 UTC,""
5749,"","Found again searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Thou dost asperse me rudely, and excuse
Of ignorance hast none, far better taught;
What words were these? How could'st thou thus reply?
Now hear me, Earth, and the wide Heaven above!
Hear, too, ye waters of the Stygian stream
Under the earth, (by which the blessed Gods
Swear trembling, and revere the aweful oath!)
That future mischief I intend thee none.
No, my designs concerning thee are such
As, in an exigence resembling thine,
Myself, most sure, should for myself conceive.
I have a mind more equal, not of steel
My heart is form'd, but much to pity inclined. ",,15315,"","""I have a mind more equal, not of steel / My heart is form'd, but much to pity inclined.""",Metal,2013-11-11 05:55:15 UTC,""
5749,"",HDIS (Poetry),2004-01-02 00:00:00 UTC,"Him answer'd Euryclea then, discrete.
My son! oh how could so severe a word
Escape thy lips? my fortitude of mind
Thou know'st, and even now shalt prove me firm
As iron, secret as the stubborn rock.
But hear and mark me well. Should'st thou prevail,
Assisted by a Power divine, to slay
The haughty suitors, I will then, myself,
Give thee to know of all the female train
Who have dishonour'd thee, and who respec ",,15322,•There are two similes here. See also following.,"""My son! oh how could so severe a word / Escape thy lips? my fortitude of mind /
Thou know'st, and even now shalt prove me firm / As iron, secret as the stubborn rock.""",Metal,2013-11-11 05:49:30 UTC,""
5748,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Then wept the Queen aloud, and thus replied.
Ah! whither is thy wisdom fled, for which
Both strangers once, and Trojans honour'd thee?
How canst thou wish to penetrate alone
The Greecian fleet, and to appear before
His face, by whom so many valiant sons
Of thine have fallen? Thou hast an iron heart!
For should that savage man and faithless once
Seize and discover thee, no pity expect
Or reverence at his hands. Come--let us weep
Together, here sequester'd; for the thread
Spun for him by his destiny severe
When he was born, ordain'd our son remote
From us his parents to be food for hounds
In that Chief's tent. Oh! clinging to his side,
How I could tear him with my teeth! His deeds,
Disgraceful to my son, then should not want
Retaliation; for he slew not him
Skulking, but standing boldly for the wives,
The daughters fair, and citizens of Troy,
Guiltless of flight[1], and of the wish to fly.",,15343,•C-H takes from Works (1835-7),"""Thou hast an iron heart! / For should that savage man and faithless once / Seize and discover thee, no pity expect / Or reverence at his hands""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:43:23 UTC,""
5748,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Wretched indeed! ah what must thou have felt!
How hast thou dared to seek alone the fleet
Of the Achaians, and his face by whom
So many of thy valiant sons have fallen?
Thou hast an heart of iron, terrour-proof.
Come--sit beside me--Let us, if we may,
Great mourners both, bid sorrow sleep awhile.
There is no profit of our sighs and tears;
For thus, exempt from care themselves, the Gods
Ordain man's miserable race to mourn.
Fast by the threshold of Jove's courts are placed
Two casks, one stored with evil, one with good,
From which the God dispenses as he wills.
For whom the glorious Thunderer mingles both,
He leads a life checquer'd with good and ill
Alternate; but to whom he gives unmixt
The bitter cup, he makes that man a curse,
His name becomes a by-word of reproach,
His strength is hunger-bitten, and he walks
The blessed earth, unblest, go where he may.
So was my father Peleus at his birth
Nobly endow'd with plenty and with wealth
Distinguish'd by the Gods past all mankind,
Lord of the Myrmidons, and, though a man,
Yet match'd from heaven with an immortal bride.
But even him the Gods afflict, a son
Refusing him, who might possess his throne
Hereafter; for myself, his only heir,
Pass as a dream, and while I live, instead
Of solacing his age, here sit, before
Your distant walls, the scourge of thee and thine.
Thee also, ancient Priam, we have heard
Reported, once possessor of such wealth
As neither Lesbos, seat of Macar, owns,
Nor Eastern Phrygia, nor yet all the ports
Of Hellespont, but thou didst pass them all
In riches, and in number of thy sons.
But since the Powers of Heaven brought on thy land
This fatal war, battle and deeds of death
Always surround the city where thou reign'st.
Cease, therefore, from unprofitable tears,
Which, ere they raise thy son to life again,
Shall, doubtless, find fresh cause for which to flow.",,15344,•C-H takes from Works (1835-7),"""Thou hast an heart of iron, terrour-proof.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:43:23 UTC,""
5749,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""iron"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-07 00:00:00 UTC,"Then thus, discrete, Telemachus replied.
Atrides! Menelaus! prince renown'd!
Hard was his lot, whom these rare qualities
Preserved not, neither had his dauntless heart
Been iron, had he 'scaped his cruel doom.
But haste, dismiss us hence, that on our beds
Reposed, we may enjoy sleep, needful now.",,15345,•C-H takes from Works (1835-7),"""Hard was his lot, whom these rare qualities / Preserved not, neither had his dauntless heart / Been iron, had he 'scaped his cruel doom.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:43:24 UTC,""
5748,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Fear not, ye valiant men of Troy! fear not
The son of Peleus. In a war of words
I could, myself, cope even with the Gods;
But not with spears; there they excel us all.
Nor shall Achilles full performance give
To all his vaunts, but, if he some fulfil,
Shall others leave mutilate in the midst.
I will encounter him, though his hands be fire,
Though fire his hands, and his heart hammer'd steel.",,15346,•C-H takes from Works (1835-7),"""I will encounter him, though his hands be fire, / Though fire his hands, and his heart hammer'd steel.""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:43:24 UTC,""
5748,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""steel"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-06-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Then, dying, warlike Hector thus replied.
Full well I knew before, how suit of mine
Should speed preferr'd to thee. Thy heart is steel.
But oh, while yet thou livest, think, lest the Gods
Requite thee on that day, when pierced thyself
By Paris and Apollo, thou shalt fall,
Brave as thou art, before the Scæan gate.
",,15347,•C-H takes from Works (1835-7),"""Thy heart is steel""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:43:24 UTC,""
6106,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-04-20 00:00:00 UTC,"So shines our prince! In bright array
The virtues round him wait;
And sweetly smil'd th'auspicious day,
That rais'd him o'er our state.
As pliant hands in shapes refin'd
Rich iv'ry carve and smooth,
His laws thus mould each ductile mind ,
And ev'ry passion soothe.
As gems are taught by patient art
In sparkling ranks to beam,
With manners thus he forms the heart,
And spreads a gen'ral gleam.
",,16137,•INTEREST! Here is a metaphor of mind from another culture.
,"""As pliant hands in shapes refin'd / Rich iv'ry carve and smooth, / His laws thus mould each ductile mind, / And ev'ry passion soothe""
","",2009-09-14 19:45:50 UTC,""