text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id
"LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
And wou'd you have me accessary to the ruin of a young creature?
CHEATERLY
There is no ruin intended;--I have open'd my mind to the lady,--Sir Buzzard is my friend, and I only solicit your interest; I would marry Constance.
LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
No ruin intended! could a greater curse befal a young creature than to marry you! --who are you, Sir?
CHEATERLY
Who am I, madam! a gentleman.
LADY FLIPPANT SAVAGE
I don't mean to asperse your birth, Sir; but is not your ruling passion play; your principal dependance cards and dice; your most intimate connections jockies, grooms, game-cocks, and race-horses? I am surprized you could look up to her.
CHEATERLY
My fortune and family entitle me to look up to any woman.",2009-09-14 19:42:35 UTC,Play [gambling] may be a ruling passion,2004-06-01 00:00:00 UTC,Act I,Ruling Passion,,"",•First performed 2 April 1785.,"Searching HDIS for ""ruling passion""",15031,5617
"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
"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.",2013-10-14 13:26:53 UTC,"""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.""",2004-10-14 00:00:00 UTC,Front Matter,"",,Empire,"•I've included the whole poem.
Found again searching (11/15/2004)",Searching HDIS (Drama),15050,5617
"DONNA ZEL.
It is needless; every word is imprinted in my memory. Yes, Fernando, I own thy image is engraven on my heart. To lose thee were everlasting wretchedness; but destiny, alas! is more powerful than love.
SONG.
The forest boughs, that oft have felt
The pruning Woodman's wound,
In vain accuse the axe and belt
With which they're lopt and bound:
Could I the arm of Fate direct,
Thy sorrows, Youth, should cease;
Thy days should Love and Joy protect,
Thy years should smile in peace.
",2009-09-14 19:42:39 UTC,"""I own thy image is engraven on my heart.""",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"Act II, scene 2i","",,"","","Searching ""engrav"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",15056,5629
"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
"ANG.
Oh, that every heart was like mine, a stranger to dissimulation! Why is the countenance made a mask for the soul, when it should be a mirror, in which every eye might behold the true features of the mind, in the deformity of vice, or the loveliness of virtue!
(III.iii, p. 62)",2013-08-16 04:23:02 UTC,"""Why is the countenance made a mask for the soul, when it should be a mirror, in which every eye might behold the true features of the mind, in the deformity of vice, or the loveliness of virtue!""",2005-11-30 00:00:00 UTC,"Act III, scene iii",Physiognomy,,Mirror,•I've included thrice: Mirror and Face and Mask,"Searching ""mirror"" and ""soul"" in HDIS (Drama); found again searching in ECCO-TCP",15081,5643
"ANG.
Oh, that every heart was like mine, a stranger to dissimulation! Why is the countenance made a mask for the soul, when it should be a mirror, in which every eye might behold the true features of the mind, in the deformity of vice, or the loveliness of virtue!
(III.iii)",2013-08-16 04:26:59 UTC,"""Oh, that every heart was like mine, a stranger to dissimulation!""",2006-03-06 00:00:00 UTC,"Act III, scene iii","",,Inhabitants,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""stranger"" in HDIS (Drama)",15086,5643
"VIOLA.
My freedom I gladly resign,
Nor shall I for liberty ever repine.
OCTAVIO.
And I from my purpose will never depart,
To bind faster those bonds in which Love holds your heart.
(III.iii)",2012-01-06 19:06:44 UTC,"""And I from my purpose will never depart, / To bind faster those bonds in which Love holds your heart.""",2012-01-06 19:06:35 UTC,"Act III, Scene iii","",,Fetters,"","Searching ""bond"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",19379,7140
"MARY.
Dear heart! I am so fine, I hardly know myself.
[Surveying herself all round.]
Do, mother, put your hand upon my heart, it springs like a bird in my breast with joy. Lud! lud! what a power of handsome men are here at court;--then they are all so well dressed, and grin so pretty to shew their white teeth, and smell so sweet!
(II.2)",2012-06-29 16:14:34 UTC,"""Do, mother, put your hand upon my heart, it springs like a bird in my breast with joy.""",2012-06-29 16:14:34 UTC,"Act II, Scene ii","",,Beasts,"","Searching ""heart"" and ""bird"" in HDIS (Drama)",19814,7269
"SONG.
Fickle youth thro' the garden of beauty may range,
And from fair one to fair one inconstantly change;
Like the bee, in the bell of the cowslip repose,
Steal a kiss from the lilly, then wing to the rose:
But should Hymen once happen thesspoiler to meet,
He compels him for life to enjoy the same sweet.
Nor complain of hard fate; but imprint on your mind,
That true pleasures should be like rich odours confin'd.
Mark the drop that distils from a cloud as it crost,
If it fall in the sea, how for ever 'tis lost:
And passion divided, like a spark will depart;
But when Hymen has six'd it, a flame lights the heart.
(I, p. 25)",2013-08-16 04:32:20 UTC,"""Nor complain of hard fate; but imprint on your mind, / That true pleasures should be like rich odours confin'd.""",2013-08-16 04:32:20 UTC,Act I,"",,Impressions,"",Searching in ECCO-TCP,22182,5643