"A lazy languor creeps along my veins; / Dull, and more dull my heavy eyelids grow, / And ev'ry sense accepts the leaden chains."

— Bickerstaff, Isaac (b. 1733, d. after 1808)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. and J. Dodsley
Date
1756
Metaphor
"A lazy languor creeps along my veins; / Dull, and more dull my heavy eyelids grow, / And ev'ry sense accepts the leaden chains."
Metaphor in Context
LEUCOTHĂ–E.
He's gone, and left me: hah! what means this dread?
Save me! a sword hangs hov'ring o'er my head.
Th' earth yawns to swallow me: I sink, oh Fate!
Alas! I'm frighted with my own conceit:
Nor sword, nor yawning earth, is here, and now
A lazy languor creeps along my veins;
Dull, and more dull my heavy eyelids grow,
And ev'ry sense accepts the leaden chains.

Oh, God of Sleep! arise, and spread
Thy healing vapours round my head;
To thy friendly mansions take,
My soul that burns,
Till he returns,
For whom alone I wish to wake.
There yield my thoughts their fav'rite theme,
And bring my lover in a dream.
(II.ii, p. 26)
Categories
Provenance
ECCO-TCP
Citation
Never acted. Only 1 entry in ESTC (1756).

Leucöthoe. A Dramatic Poem (London: Printed for R. and J. Dodsley, 1756). <Link to ECCO-TCP>
Date of Entry
08/26/2013

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