"Not all / His lenient arts, his favours heap'd upon me, / Shall cool the burning anguish of my soul."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)


Place of Publication
Printed for P. Vaillant
Publisher
London
Date
1759
Metaphor
"Not all / His lenient arts, his favours heap'd upon me, / Shall cool the burning anguish of my soul."
Metaphor in Context
MIRVAN.
Alas! those wounds must still lie bleeding here,
Untented by the hand of time--Not all
His lenient arts, his favours heap'd upon me,
Shall cool the burning anguish of my soul.

What he, that slew my father! dragg'd my sister,
Blooming in years, to his detested bed!
Yes, tyrant, yes;--thy unextinguish'd foe
Dwells in this bosom.--Surely then to me
Mandane may reveal her griefs--her wrongs
Will add new fuel to my hidden fires,
And make them burn more fiercely.--
(I, p. 4)
Categories
Provenance
Searching in LION
Citation
First performed April 21, 1759. 10 entries in ESTC (1759, 1761, 1763, 1772, 1787, 1797).

Text from The Orphan of China, A Tragedy, As It Is Perform'd at the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane. (London: Printed for P. Vaillant, 1759).
Date of Entry
11/18/2013

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