The quotations, citations, and other references made by women writers in the WWO collection.
| Source Text(definition of “Source text”) | Gesture(definition of “Intertextual gesture”) | Referenced Work(definition of “Referenced work”) | |||
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| Text | Topics & Genres (definition of “Topic”) | Text of the Gesture | Gesture Type (The Terminology page on “”) | Text | Topics & Genres (definition of “Topic”) |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “And the Lord placed at the east of the garden of Eden cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way.” | quote | Genesis. | Sacred text |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Abudah, in the morning, when he awaked, was surprised at an unusual glitter around him; and looking more stedfastly, he found the tree wherein he sat to be of pure gold; and the leaves of silver, with fruit like rubies hanging in clusters from the branches. On every side appeared the most glorious palaces that could be conceived. Trees, and shrubs of silver and gold, met his eye, growing almost visibly about him.” | quote | Morell, Charles. “Talisman of Oromanes.” The Tales of the Genii; or, The Delightful Lessons of Horam, the Son of Asmar. 1764. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Round the moist marge of each cold Hebrid isle.” | quote | Collins, William. An Ode on Popular Superstitions of the Highlands of Scotland. 1788. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “And God said, let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters.” | quote | Genesis. | Sacred text |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Quels traits me présentent vos fastes, Impitoyables conquerans? —Des murs, que la flamme ravage, —Des vainqueurs, fumans de carnage, Un peuple au fér abandonné. Juges insensés que nous sommes, Nous admirons de tels exploits.” | quote | Rousseau, Jean-Baptiste. “Ode VI: A La Fortune.” Oeuvres lyriques. 1876. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “O! for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade.” | quote | Cowper, William. The Task: A Poem. 1787. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “When at last they retired to rest, Ajut went down to the beach, where finding a fishing-boat, she entered it without hesitation, and, telling those who wondered at her rashness, that she was going in search of Anningait, rowed away with great swiftness, and was seen no more. The fate of these lovers gave occasion to various fictions and conjectures. Some are of opinion that they were changed into stars; others imagine, Anningait was seized in his passage by the Genius of the Rocks, and that Ajut was transformed into a Mermaid, and still continues to seek her lover in the deserts of the sea.” | quote | Johnson, Samuel (editor). The Rambler. 1750 – 1752. | Uncategorized periodical |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “'Tis thine to sing, how, framing hideous spells, In Sky's lone isle the gifted wizard sits, Waiting in wint'ry cave his wayward fits.” | quote | Collins, William. An Ode on Popular Superstitions of the Highlands of Scotland. 1788. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “While only beings as forlorn as I.” | quote | Smith, Charlotte (Turner). Montalbert. 1795. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “The rapture of a single tear.” | quote | Schiller, Friedrich. The Robbers: A Tragedy. 1792. | Drama |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Se lamentar augelle, ó verdi fronde.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. “Parte Secondo, Sonnetto 21: Se lamentar augelli, o verdi fronde.” Sonetti Canzoni e Triomphi, con la spositione di Bernardino Daniello da Lucca. 1549. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Alma felice, che sovente torni.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. Alma felice, che sovente torni. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Discolorato hai morte, il pui bel volto.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. “Discolorato ài, Morte, il piú bel volto.” Sonetti Canzoni e Triomphi, con la spositione di Bernardino Daniello da Lucca. 1549. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Levommi il mio pensier in parte; ov'era.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. Levommi il mio pensier in parte ov'era. | |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Quel Rosignol, che si soave piagne.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. Sonetti Canzoni e Triomphi, con la spositione di Bernardino Daniello da Lucca. 1549. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Sento l'aura mia antica, é i'dolci colli.” | quote | Petrarca, Francesco. “Sento l'aura mia antica, é i dolci colli.” Sonetti Canzoni e Triomphi, con la spositione di Bernardino Daniello da Lucca. 1549. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Questa vita mortal, &c.” | quote | Della Casa, Giovanni. Questa vita mortal, che 'n una o 'n due. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Green thorn of the hill of ghosts, that shakest thy head to nightly winds! &c.” | quote | Macpherson, James. Temora: An Ancient Epic Poem. 1763. | |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “‘Why dost thou awake me, O gale!’ it seems to say, ‘I am covered with the drops of heaven. The time of my fading is near, and the blast that shall scatter my leaves. To-morrow shall the traveller come, he that saw me in my beauty shall come: his eyes will search the field, but they will not find me.’” | quote | Macpherson, James. “Berrathon.” Poems of Ossian. 1784. | Poetry |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “As soon as I opened my window this morning, I said, ‘To-day I shall see her,’ and I calmly looked at the sun.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “Nature displays all her beauties before me, exhibits the most enchanting scenes, and my heart is unmoved.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “That ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, which poured in upon me a torrent of delight, which brought all paradise before me, is now become an insupportable torment.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “I watched Charlotte's eyes; they wandered from one to the other, but did not light on me; upon me, who stood there motionless, and who saw nothing but her. You know the story of a mountain of loadstone. When any vessels came near it, the nails flew to the mountain, and the unhappy crew perished amidst the disjointed planks.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “It was a gloomy and awful sight, the moon was behind a cloud, but by means of a few scattered rays, I could perceive the foaming waves rolling over the fields and meadows. I drew near to the precipice; I wished and shuddered; I stretched out my arms. I leaned over, I sighed, and lost myself in the happy thought of burying all my sufferings, all my torments, in that abyss, and tossing amidst the waves.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “I found her alone and was silent; she looked stedfastly at me: The fire of genius, the charms of beauty were fled; but I saw in her countenance an expression much more touching—the expressions of soft pity, and the tenderest concern.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “I break my way through copses, amongst thorns and briers, which tear me to pieces, and I feel a little relief. Sometimes I lie stretched on the ground, overcome with fatigue, and dying with thirst; sometimes, late in the night, when the moon shines upon my head, I lean against a bending tree in some sequestered forest, and quite worn out and exhausted, I sleep till break of day. The dismal cell, the sackcloth, the girdle, with sharp points of iron, would be indulgence and luxury in comparison of what I now suffer.” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “‘I have passed a dreadful night—or rather let me call it a propitious one, for it has determined me; it has fixed my purpose: I am resolved to die.’” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “‘For the last time I now open my eyes. Alas! they will behold the sun no more; a thick and gloomy fog hides it.’” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |
| Bannerman, Anne. Poems. 1800. | Poetry | “‘Be at peace; let me entreat you, be at peace! they are loaded—the clock strikes twelve—I go, Charlotte!—Charlotte! Farewell! Farewell!’” | quote | Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. The Sorrows of Werter: A German Story. 1779. | Novel |