"I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god"

— Cobb, James (1756-1818)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for W. Lowndes
Date
1788
Metaphor
"I own that my heart yields like wax to the impression of the little god"
Metaphor in Context
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,
Categories
Provenance
Searching "wax" and "heart" in HDIS (Drama)
Citation
First performed: February 25, 1788. At least 3 entries in ESTC (1788).

See Love in the East; or, Adventures of Twelve Hours: a Comic Opera, in Three Acts ... As Performed at the Theatre-Royal, Drury-Lane (London: Printed for W. Lowndes, 1788).
Date of Entry
04/11/2005

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