text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"On seeing Miss YOUNGE in the Character of Lady Flippant Savage.
The two scenic Muses had long kept a distance,
And scorn'd of each other to borrow assistance;
Thalia was pert, and Melpomene proud,
And though of admirers they both had a croud;
Not two rival beauties on earth could be seen
More tortur'd with jealousy, envy and spleen:
Till Jove, to whom all the celestials submit,
In matters of Weight, or in matters of Wit,
Interpos'd his command, saying, henceforth agree,
United in friendship as Sisters should be;
And grant, as a pledge that your union's sincere,
Your mutual pow'rs to some favourite fair;
If one can be found amongst mortals below
Deserving the attributes you can bestow.
The Sisters obey'd; but unfix'd was their choice,
Till Minerva appearing with soul-moving voice:
While in scales of suspense both their fancies were hung,
Appeal'd to their senses, and pointed to Younge.
To Younge, where the smile-stealing comic we find,
With the soft, the sublime, and the graceful combin'd.
To Younge who can each diff'rent passion impart,
Who pleases the judgement, but conquers the heart,
And guided by Nature, is followed by Art.",2009-09-14 19:42:38 UTC,"In the ""scales of suspense"" two fancies may be hung
",2004-10-14 00:00:00 UTC,Front Matter,"",,"",•I've included the whole poem. ,Searching HDIS,15049,5617
"AIR VI.
CHAR.
Love is a lady's profession,
Her heart is so tenderly cast,
Like wax it will take an impression,
But then the impression will last.
True love never varies its fashion,
Cease cruel parents to blame!
How trivial and hasty your passion;
Our passion is always the same.
CHORUS.
And bobbing about to the fiddle, &c.
TIP.
Let a chambermaid join in the ditty,
Who laughs at the name of a wife!
What woman that ever was pretty,
Would think of one lover for life.
Should numbers prefer their petition,
And now I have numbers in sight;
Remember I give you permission,
To visit me every night.
CHORUS.
Bobbing about to the fiddle, &c.
[Exeunt omnes",2009-09-14 19:42:40 UTC,"""Love is a lady's profession, / Her heart is so tenderly cast, / Like wax it will take an impression, / But then the impression will last""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Act III, scene 3i","",,"","","Searching ""wax"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15063,5633
"WARNFORD
Well, Lucy, I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god.
LUCY
I fancy the wax is soon hot and soon cold, and yields to a different impression every day.
WARNFORD
You are mistaken, Lucy:--it does not follow that I should be inconstant, because I am attentive to the whole sex.
AIR. WARNFORD.
So deep within my heart
My fair one's image lies,
That only death's keen dart
Can reach my dearest prize.
The oak firm rooted mocks the blast,
And dares its proud tyrannic sway;
Yet when the angry storm is past,
His leaves the zephyr's breath obey.
Firm fixt that love remains,
Increasing ev'ry hour,
Which falsehood's sway disdains,",2009-09-14 19:42:58 UTC,"""I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, Scene 1i","",,"","","Searching ""wax"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15181,5688
"WARNFORD
Well, Lucy, I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god.
LUCY
I fancy the wax is soon hot and soon cold, and yields to a different impression every day.
WARNFORD
You are mistaken, Lucy:--it does not follow that I should be inconstant, because I am attentive to the whole sex.
AIR. WARNFORD.
So deep within my heart
My fair one's image lies,
That only death's keen dart
Can reach my dearest prize.
The oak firm rooted mocks the blast,
And dares its proud tyrannic sway;
Yet when the angry storm is past,
His leaves the zephyr's breath obey.
Firm fixt that love remains,
Increasing ev'ry hour,
Which falsehood's sway disdains,",2009-09-14 19:42:58 UTC,"A heart of wax may be ""soon hot and soon cold, and yields to a different impression every day""",2005-04-11 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, Scene 1i","",,"","","Searching ""wax"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15182,5688
"SOPH.
(Dashing the Pen away.)
I won't, I will not write any more of his plaguy conveyances and law-gibberish!--Was ever poor girl so used as I am by this wicked old Attorney! Cruel Mama! --to make such a wretch her executor, and condemn me to the guardianship of one, who will never suffer me to be united to the man I esteem, whilst it's his interest to keep my fortune in his hands.--Here--won't even hire a clerk, but claps a pen in my hand, and ties me like a seal to his ugly parchment, while my heart can receive no impression, but the idea of my beloved Aircourt--
""Young Harry's the lad for me.""
(Sings and walks about.)",2009-09-14 19:42:58 UTC,"""[A guardian] claps a pen in my hand, and ties me like a seal to his ugly parchment, while my heart can receive no impression, but the idea of my beloved Aircourt""",2005-04-24 00:00:00 UTC,"","",,Impression,"","Searching ""seal"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15183,5695
"POLYC.
You hear that, my lord; little does Sir Solomon value your nobility, birth, and fortune-- and indeed what are they?
LORD JANUS.
Aye, what indeed?
SIR. SOL.
I don't say that, my lord; I would not be thought to undervalue worldly enjoyments, nor outward appearances: but I look into the interior of a man; I study the character, that is my habit.
POLYC.
A gift, Sir Solomon, a gift!",2009-09-14 19:43:08 UTC,"""I would not be thought to undervalue worldly enjoyments, nor outward appearances: but I look into the interior of a man; I study the character, that is my habit.""",2005-08-09 00:00:00 UTC,Act III,Inwardness,,"","","Searching ""interio"" in HDIS (Drama)",15248,5719
"MR. WINGROVE
How powerful is the influence of prejudice. My reason convinces me that there is no other just criterion for deciding upon the merits of men, but such as grows out of their own personal good or ill properties. If it were true, that the qualities of the parent were transmitted to the progeny, then, indeed, it might be as necessary to establish the genealogy of a man, as to ascertain the pedigree of a horse. But the properties of the mind elude the frail laws of hereditary descent, and own no sort of obedience to their authority-- How is it, then, that with this distinct light before me, I cannot help falling into my father's prejudices:--I feel them to be unjust; I know them to be absurd: and yet, unjust and absurd as they are, they influence my conduct in spite of me.-- I love my sister--I know her affections are engaged to Young Manly--I am satisfied he is worthy of her--Yet I am adverse to the match, and conspire with my father in throwing every obstacle in the way of its completion, and in favour of whom? Of Lord Dartford, a man void of feeling, sentiment, or sincerity--uniting in him every contradiction of depravity; cold, gay, ostentatious, and interested--But he is a man of birth--Despicable distinction.",2009-09-14 19:43:39 UTC,"""But the properties of the mind elude the frail laws of hereditary descent, and own no sort of obedience to their authority""",2005-04-25 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene ii","",,Court,•INTEREST.,"Searching ""law"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Drama)",15440,5790
"YOUNG MANLY.
No, no, my heart of oak; I defy the power of gold to disorder my senses--But, what do you think, my noble commander, of gaining the woman one loves. Can your old weather-beaten fancy conceive any joy equal to that?",2009-09-14 19:43:40 UTC,"""No, no, my heart of oak; I defy the power of gold to disorder my senses""",2005-05-25 00:00:00 UTC,"Act I, scene iv","",,"","",Searching in HDIS (Drama),15445,5790
"WILL.
Thou'rt a brave girl!--I admire thy love and courage, and will give thee as little cause as I can to repent 'em.
Henceforth no other pleasures can I know,
Than those of fond fidelity to you;
Your pow'r my captive heart in chains shall bind,
Sweet as the graces of your face and mind:--
Blest in my friends, and doubly blest in love,
My joy's complete indeed--if you approve.",2011-07-29 16:14:27 UTC,"""Your pow'r my captive heart in chains shall bind, / Sweet as the graces of your face and mind.""",2011-07-27 19:55:43 UTC,"Act V, scene iv","",,Fetters,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""chain"" in HDIS (Drama); found again searching ""heart""",19030,5733
"HENRY.
In vain you plead--Ah, say, deluded Maid,
Would you, whose mind is pure as winter's snow,
Assort with one distain'd by foulest guilt,
Whose nightly rest the murther'd sprites would break.
Say, Emma, would'st thou share the thorny bed,
Around whose sides, at night's dread hour, the ghosts
Of murder'd men would angry stalk, and to
Thy fearful sight disclose their gaping wounds,
Then call for vengeance on this guilty head?
(I.iv, p. 143)",2013-09-08 19:15:56 UTC,"""Ah, say, deluded Maid, / Would you, whose mind is pure as winter's snow, / Assort with one distain'd by foulest guilt, / Whose nightly rest the murther'd sprites would break.""",2013-09-08 19:15:56 UTC,Scene iv,"",,"","","Searching ""mind"" and ""snow"" in ECCO-TCP",22694,7670