"When, as my Soul confest its Flame, and su'd / In moving Sounds for Pity, she frown'd rarely, / But, blushing, heard me tell the gentle Tale."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Jacob Tonson
Date
1702
Metaphor
"When, as my Soul confest its Flame, and su'd / In moving Sounds for Pity, she frown'd rarely, / But, blushing, heard me tell the gentle Tale."
Metaphor in Context
AXALLA.
Come back, ye Hours,
And tell my Selima what she has done:
Bring back the time, when to her Father's Court
I came Ambassador of Peace from Tamerlane;
VVhen hid by conscious Darkness and Disguise,
I past the Dangers of the watchful Guards;
Bold as the Youth who nightly swam the Hellespont :
Then, then she was not sworn the Foe of Love;
When, as my Soul confest its Flame, and su'd
In moving Sounds for Pity, she frown'd rarely,
But, blushing, heard me tell the gentle Tale:

Nay, ev'n confest, and told me softly sighing
She thought there was no guilt in Love like mine.
(I.i, p. 12)
Categories
Provenance
C-H Lion
Citation
Performed in December 1701. Over fifty entries in the ESTC (1702, 1703, 1714, 1717, 1719, 1720, 1722, 1723, 1725, 1726, 1728, 1733, 1735, 1736, 1744, 1750, 1755, 1757, 1758, 1764, 1766, 1770, 1771, 1772, 1774, 1776, 1778, 1784, 1790, 1792, 1795).

Text from Tamerlane. A Tragedy. As it is Acted At the New Theater in Little Lincoln's-Inn-Fields. By His Majesty's Servants. Written by N. Rowe (London: Printed for Jacob Tonson, 1702). <Link to 2nd edition in Google Books>
Date of Entry
07/17/2013

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