"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)


Date
1731, 1753
Metaphor
"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."
Metaphor in Context
I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast;
And my soul swells, to suit the heav'nly guest;

Hear her, O Pope! she sounds th' inspir'd decree,
Thou great arch-angel of wit's heav'n! for thee.
(Cf. p. 8 in 1731 ed.)
Provenance
Searching "guest" and "soul" in HDIS (Poetry); confirmed in ECCO.
Citation
2 entries in ECCO and ESTC (1731, 1753, 1754).

Advice to the Poets. A Poem. To Which Is Prefix’d, an Epistle Dedicatory to the Few Great Spirits of Great Britain. Written by Mr. Hill. (London: Printed for T. Warner in Pater-Noster-Row, 1731). <Link to ESTC>

Text from The Works of the Late Aaron Hill, Esq; in Four Volumes. Consisting of Letters on Various Subjects, and of Original Poems, Moral and Facetious. With an Essay on the Art of Acting. (London: Printed for the benefit of the family, 1753). <Link to ESTC>
Date of Entry
03/13/2006

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.