One's "chill'd ideas [may] quit their frozen pole / Of blank Despair"

— Yearsley, Ann (bap. 1753, d. 1806)

Place of Publication
Printed For T. Cadell
One's "chill'd ideas [may] quit their frozen pole / Of blank Despair"
Metaphor in Context
This is the sullen curse of surly souls,
To disbelieve the virtues which they feel not.
Ah, Stella! I'm a convert; thou hast tun'd
My rusting powers to the bright strain of joy:
My chill'd ideas quit their frozen pole
Of blank Despair, and, gently usher'd in
By grateful Rapture, meet thy genial warmth:
'Tis more than joy, or joy to an extreme;
Then teach my honest heart to feel more faint,
More moderate in her grateful change, or lend
Fair Elocution, who the Mimic aids,
To paint in brightest hues the unfelt joy.
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At least 4 entries in ESTC (1785, 1786).

See Poems, on Several Occasions. By Ann Yearsley, a Milkwoman of Bristol., 2nd edition (London: Printed for T. Cadell, in the Strand, 1785). <Link to ESTC><Link to LION>
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The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.