"Ere yet we were, / Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit / Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met, / Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet, / That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love, / That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms, / Pale—cold—before the steady flame of virtue!"

— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)


Place of Publication
Dublin
Publisher
Printed by Brett Smith, for Messrs. P. Wogan, P. Byrne, C. Brown, and G. Folingsby
Date
April 20, 1796
Metaphor
"Ere yet we were, / Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit / Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met, / Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet, / That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love, / That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms, / Pale—cold—before the steady flame of virtue!"
Metaphor in Context
ALONZO
—snatching his hand.
Ere yet we were,
Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit
Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met,
Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet,
That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love,
That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms,
Pale—cold—before the steady flame of virtue!
(IV.i, p. 44)
Provenance
Searching in ECCO-TCP
Citation
Three entries in ESTC (1796)

Almeyda, Queen of Granada: A Tragedy, in Five Acts. By Sophia Lee. As Performed at the Theatre Royal, Drury-Lane. (Dublin: Printed by Brett Smith, for Messrs. P. Wogan, P. Byrne, C. Brown, and G. Folingsby, 1796). <Link to EECO-TCP>
Date of Entry
08/16/2013

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