work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5960,"",Reading,2003-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,"Her mind was indeed more fertile than my own in those topics which take away its keenest edge from affliction.
(Part II, chapter 4, p. 458)",,15823,•Mixed metaphor.,"""Her mind was indeed more fertile than my own in those topics which take away its keenest edge from affliction.""","",2016-04-28 02:51:57 UTC,""
5960,"",Reading,2003-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,"Let me see: they tell me this is Monday night. Only three days yet to come! If thus restless to day; if my heart thus bounds till its mansion scarcely hold it, what must be my state tomorrow! What next day! What as the hour hastens on; as the sun descends; as my hand touches her in sign of wedded unity, of love without interval; of concord without end.
I must quell these tumults. They will disable me else. They will wear out all my strength. They will drain away life itself. But who could have thought! So soon! Not three months since I first set eyes upon her. Not three weeks since our plighted love, and only three days to terminate suspense and give me all.
I must compel myself to be quiet: to sleep. I must find some refuge from anticipations so excruciating. All extremes are agonies. A joy like this is too big for this narrow tenement. I must thrust it forth; I must bar and bolt it out for a time, or these frail walls will burst asunder. The pen is a pacifyer. It checks the mind's career; it circumscribes her wanderings. It traces out, and compels us to adhere to one path. It ever was my friend. Often has it blunted my vexations; hushed my stormy passions; turned my peevishness to soothing; my fierce revenge to heart-dissolving pity.
(Part II, chapter 23, p. 605; cf. pp. 207-8 in 1800 ed.)",,15853,"•:The beginning of the end. Mervyn to marry. Great stuff about the pen and mental control. (See Clarissa.)
•I've included twice: Wandering and Pen
•The ""all"" of the wedding night had me supposing that Brown would have us think that more than Mervyn's joy must thrust forth. Hints of masturbation?
•Note the heart's mansion and the mind's career.
•A writing or a landscape metaphor? — revised as MOTION.","""The pen is a pacifyer. It checks the mind's career; it circumscribes her wanderings.""",Inhabitants and Writing,2014-10-05 16:51:30 UTC,"Part II, Chapter 23"
5960,"",Reading,2003-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,"This confusion of mind was somewhat allayed by the return of light. It gave way to more uniform, but not less rueful and despondent perceptions. The image of Achsa filled my fancy, but it was the harbinger of nothing but humiliation and sorrow. To outroot the conviction of my own unworthiness, to persuade myself that I was regarded with the tenderness that Stevens had ascribed to her, that the discovery of my thoughts would not excite her anger and grief, I felt to be impossible.
(II, xxiv, p. 623)",2011-06-17,15856,Mervyn recovers from his sleepwalking dream,"""The image of Achsa filled my fancy, but it was the harbinger of nothing but humiliation and sorrow.""","",2011-06-17 17:11:35 UTC,"(Part II, chapter xxiv"
5960,"",Reading,2003-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,"Why, I asked, did she weep.
My heart is sore.
(Part II, chapter 25, p. 636)",,15857,"",The heart may be sore,"",2009-09-14 19:44:54 UTC,Final pages. Mervyn's interview with Achsa.
5960,"",Reading,2003-07-21 00:00:00 UTC,"I merely write to allay those tumults which our necessary separation produces; to aid me in calling up a little patience, till the time arrives, when our persons, like our minds, shall be united forever. That time--may nothing happen to prevent--but nothing can happen. But why this ominous misgiving just now? My love has infected me with these unworthy terrors, for she has them too.
(Part II, chapter 25, p. 636)",,15858,"","""I merely write to allay those tumults which our necessary separation produces; to aid me in calling up a little patience, till the time arrives, when our persons, like our minds, shall be united forever.""","",2016-04-28 02:52:51 UTC,Final pages. Mervyn's interview with Achsa.
5969,"",Reading,2003-07-29 00:00:00 UTC,"THOSE are the features, those the smiles,
That first engaged my virgin heart:
I feel the pencilled image true,
I feel the mimic power of art.
For ever on my soul engraved
His glowing cheek, his manly mien;
I need not thee, thou painted shade,
To tell me what my Love has been.
O dearer now, though bent with age,
Than in the pride of blooming youth!
I knew not then his constant heart,
I knew not then his matchless truth.
(ll. 1-12, pp. 503-4)",2011-11-24,15878,"","""For ever on my soul engraved / His glowing cheek, his manly mien.""","",2011-11-24 19:53:05 UTC,""
5970,"",Reading,2003-07-29 00:00:00 UTC,"For play and mischief: out they flew,
The plague of many an honest clown,
Who, muttering, mourned his broken fence,
And clovered meadow trampled down.
Their toil-worn parents, sore distressed
To feed and clothe each luckless child,
No schooling could afford; their minds
Were like the weedy garden wild.
No bounds their insolence restrain,
No check the little urchins know;
None, save the beadle's lifted staff,
Or stern church warden's angry brow.
(ll. 17-28, pp. 505)",,15879,"","The urchin's mind may be like ""a weedy garden wild""","",2009-09-14 19:44:58 UTC,""
5973,"","Found again searching ""stamp"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2003-12-17 00:00:00 UTC,"In gulfs of aweful night we find
The God of our desires;
'Tis there he stamps the yielding mind,
And doubles all its fires.
(ll. 9-12, p. 104)",,15882,"","The ""yielding mind"" may be stamped","",2009-09-14 19:44:59 UTC,""
5973,"",HDIS,2003-12-17 00:00:00 UTC,"In gulfs of aweful night we find
The God of our desires;
'Tis there he stamps the yielding mind,
And doubles all its fires.
(ll. 9-12, p. 104)",,15883,"",The mind's fires may be doubled,"",2009-09-14 19:44:59 UTC,""
5960,"",Reading,2011-06-17 17:10:14 UTC,"I now set about carrying my plan of life into effect. I began with ardent zeal and unwearied diligence the career of medical study. I bespoke the counsels and instructions of my friend; attended him on his professional visits, and acted, in all practicable cases, as his substitute. I found this application of time more pleasurable than I had imagined. My mind gradually expanded itself, as it were, for the reception of new ideas. My curiosity grew more eager, in proportion as it was supplied with food, and every day added strength to the assurance that I was no insignificant and worthless being; that I was destined to be something in this scene of existence, and might someday lay claim to the gratitude and homage of my fellow-men.
(II,xxi, p. 589)",,18725,"","""My curiosity grew more eager, in proportion as it was supplied with food, and every day added strength to the assurance that I was no insignificant and worthless being.""","",2011-06-17 17:10:14 UTC,"Part II, Chapter xxi"