"His Resentment and Grief was too great not to be perceiv'd; therefore he took his leave somewhat abruptly; and when he had shifted his Disguise (which he always did at the Fryar's) he hastens to his dear Confident Castro, immediately tells him his Misfortune, how Cordelia was prepossess'd, had given that inestimable Jewel her Heart to a Rival, a Rival belov'd: there was the wound!"

— Pix, Mary (c.1666-1720)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for John Harding and Richard Wilkin
Date
1696
Metaphor
"His Resentment and Grief was too great not to be perceiv'd; therefore he took his leave somewhat abruptly; and when he had shifted his Disguise (which he always did at the Fryar's) he hastens to his dear Confident Castro, immediately tells him his Misfortune, how Cordelia was prepossess'd, had given that inestimable Jewel her Heart to a Rival, a Rival belov'd: there was the wound!"
Metaphor in Context
His Resentment and Grief was too great not to be perceiv'd; therefore he took his leave somewhat abruptly; and when he had shifted his Disguise (which he always did at the Fryar's) he hastens to his dear Confident Castro, immediately tells him his Misfortune, how Cordelia was prepossess'd, had given that inestimable Jewel her Heart to a Rival, a Rival belov'd: there was the wound! This obliging Friend said all that might asswage his Sorrows; yet nothing could allay them: he pass'd that night in terrible Inquietudes, goes the next day, without resolving any thing, to Sulpitia's : his inward vexations had made a visible alteration in his Countenance, and he appear'd with an Air of melancholy disorder. Cordelia, who was allowed but little Conversation, finding the Prince very ingenious, took great delight in it. She immediately observ'd this alteration, and ask'd him the occasion. 'Herein, Madam, said he with a Sigh, forgive the forfeiture of my devoir, and permit me to disobey you. I will, reply'd Cordelia pleasantly, provided you quickly reassume your good Humor, and thereby give me cause to think, that this fit of Dulness proceeds from some slight Affliction of small moment. Of far less moment is my Life, return'd the Prince passionately, observing none near them, nor, if my fears be true, can Time obliterate these Sentiments of woe, though it were possible that I were forc'd to live ten Thousand years. Since nothing can mitigate your sorrows, reply'd that Charmer, the best Wish your Friends can make is, your fears may prove false.' Alphonsus had neither courage nor opportunity to say more; for the Fryar and Aminda came up to them. Aminda was of a facetious humour; Cordelia's Relation left to Sulpitia's care; The same Lady that was in the Garden, when the Prince first saw the lovely Idol of his fond Desires. Aminda briskly challenges the Fryar, and bid him maintain his Opinion, if he could. 'What novel Dispute is it, for Heaven's sake, cryes Cordelia, you two are ingag'd in? I aver, answers her Cousin, that no where but in Romances, Persons fall in Love at the first sight; and only Conversation and a long Acquaintance can produce a violent Affection. I grant you, replies the Fryar, that Love increases, and grows to a height by continual Conversation but still I say, a beautiful Idea seen once, may make an impression either in Man or Woman, sufficient to take away their Repose. Ay take their Hearts away also, to my knowledge, said the Prince earnestly.' The Ladies both laughed at that; and Cordelia told Aminda, she must now acquiesce, since the Gentleman declar'd against her Argument, upon his own knowledge.
(pp. 44-7)
Categories
Provenance
C-H Lion
Citation
Mary Pix, The Inhumane Cardinal, or Innocence Betray'd. A Novel. Written By a Gentlewoman, for the Entertainment of the Sex. (London: Printed for John Harding and Richard Wilkin, 1696).
Date of Entry
07/01/2013

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