"How transitory have been all my pleasures! the recollection of them dies on my memory, like the departing colours of the rainbow, which fades under the eye of the beholder, and leaves not a trace behind."
— Sheridan [née Chamberlaine], Frances (1724-1766)
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for J. Dodsley
Date
1767
Metaphor
"How transitory have been all my pleasures! the recollection of them dies on my memory, like the departing colours of the rainbow, which fades under the eye of the beholder, and leaves not a trace behind."
Metaphor in Context
Unfortunate wretch that I am, cried Nourjahad, pierced to the quick with what he had just been told, what benefit have I hitherto received from my long life, but that of feeling by miserable experience, the ingratitude and frailty of man's nature. How transitory have been all my pleasures! the recollection of them dies on my memory, like the departing colours of the rainbow, which fades under the eye of the beholder, and leaves not a trace behind. Whilst on the other hand, every affliction with which I have been visited, has imprinted a deep and lasting wound on my heart, which not even the hand of time itself has been able to heal.
(p. 154)
(p. 154)
Categories
Provenance
C-H Lion
Citation
Six entries in ESTC (1767, 1767, 1771, 1788, 1792, and 1798?).
See Frances Sheridan, The History of Nourjahad. By the Editor of Sidney Bidulph (London: Printed for J. Dodsley, 1767). <Link to ECCO>
See Frances Sheridan, The History of Nourjahad. By the Editor of Sidney Bidulph (London: Printed for J. Dodsley, 1767). <Link to ECCO>
Date of Entry
07/13/2013
