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44398And what earthquake''s arm of might Breaks his dungeon- gates at night?
44398what holy angel Brings the Slave this glad evangel?
13830I hear the church- bells ring; O say, what may it be?"
13830I hear the sound of guns; O say, what may it be?"
13830I see a gleaming light; O say, what may it be?"
2039What is this that ye do, my children? 2039 Are there not other youths as fair as Gabriel? 2039 Art thou so near unto me, and yet I can not behold thee? 2039 Art thou so near unto me, and yet thy voice does not reach me? 2039 Have you so soon forgotten all lessons of love and forgiveness? 2039 Is it a foolish dream, an idle and vague superstition? 2039 Is this the fruit of my toils, of my vigils and prayers and privations? 2039 Or has an angel passed, and revealed the truth to my spirit?
2039Shall we not then be glad, and rejoice in the joy of our children?"
2039Tears came into her eyes, and she said, with a tremulous accent,"Gone?
2039This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
2039This is the house of the Prince of Peace, and would you profane it Thus with violent deeds and hearts overflowing with hatred?
2039When shall these eyes behold, these arms be folded about thee?"
2039Yet am I not of those who imagine some evil intention Brings them here, for we are at peace; and why then molest us?"
2039is Gabriel gone?"
2039others Who have hearts as tender and true, and spirits as loyal?
2039shouted the hasty and somewhat irascible blacksmith;"Must we in all things look for the how, and the why, and the wherefore?
2039what madness has seized you?
2039why dream and wait for him longer?
19Does not all the blood within me Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee, As the springs to meet the sunshine, In the Moon when nights are brightest? 19 And are we the aunts and uncles?
19Anything you are afraid of?"
19Cried the fierce Kabibonokka,"Who is this that dares to brave me?
19Has perchance the old Nokomis, Has my wife, my Minnehaha, Wronged or grieved you by unkindness, Failed in hospitable duties?"
19If still further you should ask me, Saying,"Who was Nawadaha?
19Is there anything can harm you?
19Nothing that you are afraid of?"
19Or the heron, the Shuh- shuh- gah?
19Or the pelican, the Shada?
19Or the white goose, Waw- be- wawa, With the water dripping, flashing, From its glossy neck and feathers?
19Saw the moon rise from the water Rippling, rounding from the water, Saw the flecks and shadows on it, Whispered,"What is that, Nokomis?"
19Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky, the rainbow, Whispered,"What is that, Nokomis?"
19She had heard her father praise him, Praise his courage and his wisdom; Would he come again for arrows To the Falls of Minnehaha?
19Then he said,"O Mudjekeewis, Is there nothing that can harm you?
19Then he turned and saw the strangers, Cowering, crouching with the shadows; Said within himself,"Who are they?
19Was it Shingebis the diver?
19Was it the owl, the Koko- koho, Hooting from the dismal forest?
19Was it the wind above the smoke- flue, Muttering down into the wigwam?
19Was it then for heads of arrows, Arrow- heads of chalcedony, Arrow- heads of flint and jasper, That my Hiawatha halted In the land of the Dacotahs?
19What strange guests has Minnehaha?"
19When he heard the owls at midnight, Hooting, laughing in the forest,"What is that?"
19Who is this, that lights the wigwam?
19Who shall say what dreams of beauty Filled the heart of Hiawatha?
19Who shall say what thoughts and visions Fill the fiery brains of young men?
19Who will care for the Puk- Wudjies?
19Why then will you hunt each other?
19With his great eyes lights the wigwam?
19Woodrow W. Morris April 1, 1991 The Song of Hiawatha Introduction Should you ask me, whence these stories?
19XII The Son of the Evening Star Can it be the sun descending O''er the level plain of water?
19and safe from danger; Can you not, with all your cunning, All your wisdom and contrivance, Change me, too, into a beaver?"
19he cried in terror,"What is that,"he said,"Nokomis?"
19he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?"
19he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?"
19he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?"
19said the young men, As they sported in the meadow:"Why stand idly looking at us, Leaning on the rock behind you?
19why is it That your hearts are so afflicted, That you sob so in the midnight?
10490(_ Here_ MARY_ looketh around her, trembling, and then saith:_)_ Mary._ Who is it speaketh in this place, With such a gentle voice?
10490A spy in the convent?
10490Ah, how can I ever hope to requite This honor from one so erudite?
10490Already thou hast heard the rest But what brings thee, thus armed and dight In the equipments of a knight?
10490Am I not Herod?
10490And what are the studies you pursue?
10490And where is the Prince?
10490And wilt thou die?
10490And yet who knows?
10490Are all things well with them?
10490Are you Christian monks, or heathen devils, To pollute this convent with your revels?
10490Are you such asses As to keep up the fashion of midnight masses?
10490But by what instinct, or what secret sign, Meeting me here, do you straightway divine That northward of the Alps my country lies?
10490But do I comprehend aright The meaning of the words he sung So sweetly in his native tongue?
10490Can it be so?
10490Can you bring The dead to life?
10490Canst thou thy letters say?
10490Come, Aleph, Beth; dost thou forget?
10490Do I not know The life of woman is full of woe?
10490Do you see that Livornese felucca, That vessel to the windward yonder, Running with her gunwale under?
10490Does he not warn us all to seek The happier, better land on high, Where flowers immortal never wither, And could he forbid me to go thither?
10490Does she Without compulsion, of her own free will, Consent to this?
10490Does the same madness fill thy brain?
10490Dost thou hear?
10490Dost thou not see upon my breast The cross of the Crusaders shine?
10490For why should I With outdoor hospitality My prince''s friend thus entertain?
10490Hardly a glimmer Of light comes in at the window- pane; Or is it my eyes are growing dimmer?
10490Have I thine absolution free To do it, and without restriction?
10490Have you done this, by the appliance And aid of doctors?
10490Have you forgotten that day in June, When the church was so cool in the afternoon, And I came in to confess my sins?
10490Have you lifted me Into the air, only to hurl me back Wounded upon the ground?
10490Have you thought well of it?
10490How is the Prince?
10490How shall we do it?
10490Is it not so?
10490Is it you, Hubert?
10490Is this a tavern and drinking- house?
10490Logic makes an important part Of the mystery of the healing art; For without it how could you hope to show That nobody knows so much as you know?
10490Meanwhile, hast thou searched well thy breast?
10490Moreover, what has the world in store For one like her, but tears and toil?
10490One of the brothers Telling scandalous tales of the others?
10490Or does my sight Deceive me in the uncertain light?
10490Or have thy passion and unrest Vanished forever from thy mind?
10490Our journey into Italy Perchance together we may make; Wilt thou not do it for my sake?
10490Pray tell me, of what school are you?
10490The day is drawing to its close; And what good deeds, since first it rose, Have I presented, Lord, to thee, As offerings of my ministry?
10490The peace of God, that passeth understanding, Reigns in these cloisters and these corridors, Are you Ernestus, Abbot of the convent?
10490What ails the child, who seems to fear That we shall do him harm?
10490What are the books now most in vogue?
10490What are these paintings on the walls around us?
10490What brings thee hither?
10490What can I say?
10490What can this mean?
10490What have we here, affixed to the gate?
10490What if this were of God?
10490What is that yonder on the square?
10490What is the course you here go through?
10490What is this castle that rises above us, and lords it over a land so wide?
10490What is your illness?
10490What land is this that spreads itself beneath us?
10490What may your wish or purpose be?
10490What means this revel and carouse?
10490What potent charm Has drawn thee from thy German farm Into the old Alsatian city?
10490What sound is that?
10490What think you of ours here at Salern?
10490What wrong repressed, what right maintained What struggle passed, what victory gained, What good attempted and attained?
10490What, then, if thou wert dead?
10490When came you in?
10490Whence come you now?
10490Whence come you?
10490Whence come you?
10490Whence come you?
10490Where is he?
10490Who and what are you?
10490Who built it?
10490Who is it speaks?
10490Who is it that doth stand so near His whispered words I almost hear?
10490Who says that I am ill?
10490Who shall dare My crown to take, my sceptre bear, As king among the Jews?
10490Who was it said Amen?
10490Who would think her but fourteen?
10490Why dost thou lift those tender eyes With so much sorrow and surprise?
10490Why entreat me, why upbraid me, When the steadfast tongues of truth And the flattering hopes of youth Have all deceived me and betrayed me?
10490Why have I done this?
10490Why howl the dogs at night?
10490Why keep me pacing to and fro Amid these aisles of sacred gloom, Counting my footsteps as I go, And marking with each step a tomb?
10490Why should the world for thee make room, And wait thy leisure and thy beck?
10490Why stayest thou, Prince of Hoheneck?
10490Why wait you?
10490Wilt thou so love me after death?
10490_ Bertha._ Did he give us the beautiful stork above On the chimney- top, with its large, round nest?
10490_ Doctor Cherubino._ What do I care for the Doctor Seraphic, With all his wordy chaffer and traffic?
10490_ Elsie._ And must he die?
10490_ Elsie._ And what is this, that follows close upon it?
10490_ Elsie._ Do you know the story Of Christ and the Sultan''s daughter?
10490_ Elsie._ Shall we not go, then?
10490_ Elsie._ What bells are those, that ring so slow, So mellow, musical, and low?
10490_ Elsie._ Why is it hateful to you?
10490_ Elsie._ Will you not promise?
10490_ Elsie._ Wilt thou as fond and faithful be?
10490_ Elsie_ Christ died for me, and shall not I Be willing for my Prince to die?
10490_ Elsie_ What is this picture?
10490_ Elsie_ What?
10490_ Elsie_ Why should I live?
10490_ Friar Cuthbert._ Who are they?
10490_ Friar John._ What is the name of yonder friar, With an eye that glows like a coal of fire, And such a black mass of tangled hair?
10490_ Gottlieb._ What if they were dead?
10490_ Gottlieb._ What wouldst thou?
10490_ Gottlieb._ Where are Bertha and Max?
10490_ Gottlieb._ Where are the children?
10490_ Justice._ What penitence proportionate Can e''er be felt for sin so great?
10490_ Lucifer( starting)._ What is that bell for?
10490_ Lucifer._ Will you not taste it?
10490_ Lucifer_ What is their remedy?
10490_ Monks,_ And your Abbot What''s- his- name?
10490_ Monks._ Did he drink hard?
10490_ Monks._ Who?
10490_ Prince Henry._ And whose tomb is that, Which bears the brass escutcheon?
10490_ Prince Henry._ And will the righteous Heaven forgive?
10490_ Prince Henry._ But this deed, is it good or evil?
10490_ Prince Henry._ Can you direct us to Friar Angelo?
10490_ Prince Henry._ How fares it with the holy monks of Hirschau?
10490_ Prince Henry._ What is it?
10490_ Prince Henry._ Why for the dead, who are at rest?
10490_ Prince Henry._ Will one draught Suffice?
10490_ Prince Henry._ Wouldst thou have done so, Elsie?
10490_ Rabbi._ And now, my Judas, say to me What the great Voices Four may be, That quite across the world do flee, And are not heard by men?
10490_ Rabbi._ What next?
10490_ Ursula._ Of death or life?
10490_ Ursula._ What dost thou mean?
10490_ Ursula_ Am I still dreaming, or awake?
10490_ Walter._ How did it end?
10490_ Walter._ How is the Prince?
10490an adept?
10490and offered me The waters of eternal life, to bid me Drink the polluted puddles of this world?
10490are you going to slay me?
10490can you tell me where alight Thuringia''s horsemen for the night?
10490do you not hear?
10490do you see at the window there That face, with a look of grief and despair, That ghastly face, as of one in pain?
10490how came you into this way?
10490now say, if thou art wise, When the Angel of Death, who is full of eyes, Comes where a sick man dying lies, What doth he to the wight?
10490what ails thee, my poor child?
10490what are the tidings to- day?
10490what is the news, I pray?
10490where?
10490why do ye play, And break the holy Sabbath day?
10490wouldst thou so?
5436And do you know I rather like this indifferentism? 5436 And do you think he could have done this,"asked Berkley;"if Saint Wolfgang had not helped him?"
5436And have not forgotten--"The old castle? 5436 And is Uhland always so soothing and spiritual?"
5436And sawest thou on the turrets The King and his royal bride? 5436 And this you think should be forgiven?"
5436And what do you Germans consider the prominent characteristics of his genius?
5436And what do you think of Eckermann?
5436And what do you think of Heidelberg and the old castle up there?
5436And what is the image in your fancy? 5436 And which of them shall I read to you?
5436And who are they?
5436And who has not?
5436And who says we do n''t?
5436And why need one always explain? 5436 Bless me, child, what ails you?"
5436But are you sure the case is utterly hopeless?
5436But are you sure, that this is no hallucination? 5436 But does it not often offend you to hear people speaking of Art and Nature as opposite and discordant things?
5436But is there no ghost, no haunted chamber in the old castle?
5436But whom have we here?
5436By the way,interrupted the Baron,"did you ever read Hoffmann''s beautiful story of Master Martin, the Cooper of Nuremberg?
5436Can you make old traditions?
5436Did you ever see him?
5436Do you not remember the marble bust at Rome? 5436 He is a poet, then, as well as a philosopher?"
5436He strides away indignantly, like one of Ossian''s ghosts?
5436How do you know?
5436How, then, can she give soirées?
5436In the Black Forest, by all means? 5436 Is an honest musician to be tormented with music, as I have been to- day, and am so often tormented?
5436Is she beautiful?
5436Is that from Shakspere?
5436Led they not forth in rapture A beauteous maiden there? 5436 Pray, Mr. Flemming, what do you think of that Rembrandt?"
5436Shall we go in, Flemming?
5436The winds and the waves of ocean, Had they a merry chime? 5436 Then how can you linger here so long?
5436Well, this afternoon I devote to you; for to- morrow we part once more, and who knows when we shall meet again?
5436What are you doing here, Von Kleist?
5436What books have we here for afternoon reading?
5436What do you mean by that?
5436What is her name?
5436What young lady with the soft voice?
5436Where have you been since?
5436Who is this?
5436Why do you say summer- time and not summer?
5436Why have I been born with all these warm affections,--these ardent longings after what is good, if they lead only to sorrow and disappointment? 5436 Why quote the songs of that witty and licentious age?
5436Why such haste? 5436 Yet what binds us, friend to friend, But that soul with soul can blend?
5436You do not like the waltz?
5436''Why so dull and mute, young sinner; Pr''ythee why so mute?
5436''Why so wan and pale, fond lover; Pr''ythee why so pale?
5436--Do you not see a resemblance?
5436--he says,"How is the Man in the Custom- House?"
5436After all,--what is she?
5436And if it never comes, what matters it?
5436And smokes the Fox tobacco?
5436And smokes the Fox tobacco?
5436And smokes the Fox tobacco?
5436And smokes the leathery Fox tobacco?
5436And the golden crown of pride?
5436And the wave of their crimson mantles?
5436And thou, reader, dost thou know what a hero is?
5436And was it indeed so?
5436Are not the morning shadows of life as deep and broad as those of its evening?
5436Are not, then, the sorrows of childhood as dark as those of age?
5436Are they not higher and holier than the stars?
5436Are they not more to me than all things else?"
5436Are you certain, that you have been chosen by Heaven for this great work?"
5436But after all, what are these but the decorations and painted scenery in the great theatre of human life?
5436But do you really believe, that this is a portrait of Homer?"
5436But if, byincidents, you mean events in the history of the human mind,( and why not?)
5436But is it possible you have never been at Chamouni?
5436But pray tell me, who was that young lady, with the soft voice?"
5436But where sleeps the dust of his rival and foe, sweet Master Bartholomew Rainbow?"
5436But which of Hoffmann''s works is it, that you have in your hand?"
5436But would it then have been Romanesque?
5436By the way, did you ever read that brilliant Italian dithyrambic, Redi''s Bacchus in Tuscany?
5436Can such a simple result spring only from the long and intricate process of experience?
5436Did it ever occur to you that he was in some points like Ben Franklin?
5436Did it not recall, think ye, the lake of Thun?
5436Did not Pan captivate the chaste Diana?
5436Did not Titania love Nick Bottom, with his ass''s head?
5436Did we not tell you so?
5436Did you ever read the ballad of Veit Weber, the shoe- maker, on this subject?
5436Did you never have the misfortune to live in a community, where a difficulty in the parish seemed to announce the end of the world?
5436Did you never hear of the Christ of Andernach?"
5436Did you observe what a loud, sharp voice she has?"
5436Didst thou hear, from those lofty chambers, The harp and the minstrel''s rhyme?"
5436Do n''t you think that beautiful?"
5436Do they not move, Hyperion- like on high?
5436Do you know she has nearly ruined your character in town?
5436Do you not think the Frau Kranich has a very beautiful leather?"
5436Do you recollect it?"
5436Do you remember Sir John Suckling''s Song?
5436Do you think the fishes, that heard the sermon of St. Anthony, were any better than thosewho did not?
5436Flemming read;"Hast thou seen that lordly castle, That Castle by the Sea?
5436For what is Time?
5436Has it not all turned out just as we said?
5436Has not their presence been sweeter to me than flowers?
5436Have you ever been in love?
5436Have you no better consolation to offer me?
5436Have you not heard funeral psalms from the chauntry?
5436Have you read Menzel''s attack upon him?"
5436Have you read any thing of his?
5436Have you real talent,--real feeling for art?
5436Here, or in the Black Forest?"
5436How canst thou rejoice?
5436How do you like that?"
5436How do you like that?"
5436How does the Frau Mama?
5436How does the Frau Mama?
5436How does the Frau Mama?
5436How does the Herr Papa?
5436How does the Herr Papa?
5436How does the Herr Papa?
5436How does the Herr Rector?
5436How does the Herr Rector?
5436How does the Herr Rector?
5436How does the Mamsell S � ur?
5436How does the Mamsell S � ur?
5436How does the Mamsell S � ur?
5436How does the leathery Frau Mama?
5436How does the leathery Herr Papa?
5436How does the leathery Herr Rector?
5436How does the leathery Mamsell S � ur?
5436How is the Man in the Custom- House?"
5436I wonder what mischief she is hatching now?
5436If not this, then tell me what it is?"
5436In John Lyly''s Endymion, Sir Topas is made to say;"Dost thou know what a Poet is?
5436In solitudeor in society?
5436Into the Silent Land?
5436Is he a favorite author of yours?"
5436Is it like this?"
5436Is it not so?"
5436Is it you?
5436Is not that a beautiful poem?"
5436Is that the meaning?"
5436It is entitled,` Whither?''
5436It was born in the night, and died this morning early?"
5436Leave me, I wish to be alone?"
5436Otherwise, who would feed the undying lamp of thought?
5436Pr''ythee why so mute?
5436Pr''ythee why so pale?
5436Pray what is the matter?
5436Pray, does anybody live up there now- a- days?"
5436Resplendent as the morning sun, Beaming with golden hair?"
5436Shall I read it?"
5436Tell me, do not these men in all ages and in all places, emblazon with bright colors the armorial bearings of their country?
5436Tell me, my friend, have you no faith in this?"
5436Tell me, my soul, why art thou restless?
5436That''s your sunrise on the Righi, is it?
5436The idea is beautiful, is it not?"
5436This is surely a head of Homer?"
5436Were they not, likewise, sons of Heaven and Earth?
5436What are they but the coarse materials of the poet''s song?
5436What brings the leathery postilion?
5436What brings the postilion?
5436What brings the postilion?
5436What brings the postilion?
5436What comes there from the hill?
5436What comes there from the hill?
5436What comes there from the hill?
5436What comes there from the leathery hill?
5436What could so disturb the studies of this melancholy wight?
5436What do you say of my Latin?"
5436What do you think of that?"
5436What do you think of the shoe- maker poets that came after them,--with their guilds and singing- schools?
5436What had she done, to be so tempted in her weakness, and perish?
5436What is the use of giving way to sadness in this beautiful world?"
5436What think you of that?"
5436What would you say, were you to see him sitting on a sofa with his arms round your wife?"
5436When did you ever hear me breathe a whisper against her?"
5436When he communicated his thoughts to the Baron, the only answer he received was;"After all, what is the use of so much preaching?
5436Whence came this holy calm, this long- desired tranquillity?
5436Where are then the bright fancies, that, amid the great stillness of the night, arise like stars in the firmament of our souls?
5436Where are you taking the gentleman?"
5436Where do they hide themselves in such storms?
5436Where will you have the scene?
5436Who is she?
5436Who translated it?"
5436Who was this Callot?"
5436Why didst thou suffer her gentle affections to lead her thus astray?"
5436Why does he stop at the little village of Capellen?
5436Why dost thou look forward to the future with such strong desire?
5436Why have I not made these sage reflections, this wise resolve, sooner?
5436Why is thy foot so bloody?
5436Why reason with thunder- showers?
5436Why should he not be allowed to copy in words what painters and sculptors copy in colors and in marble?"
5436Why so wan and pale, fond lover?
5436Why would you preach to the wind?
5436Will, if looking well ca n''t move her, Looking ill prevail?
5436Will, if speaking well ca n''t win her, Saying nothing do''t?
5436Would you hang one of those in your hall?
5436Yet what cares he?
5436You have been at Baden- Baden?
5436You say she afterwards married Achim von Arnim?"
5436` Is this the way I was going?
5436` What do I say of a murmur?
5436a kind of rhymed Ben Franklin?
5436at what firesides dry their feathery cloaks?
5436do you know the story of the Liebenstein?"
5436how canst thou mourn?
5436or to know one of the benefactors of the human race, in the very` storm and pressure period''of his indiscreet enthusiasm?
5436said Flemming to the old sexton;"who is this, that stands here so solemnly in marble, and seems to be keeping guard over the dead men below?"
5436screamed a youth, whose face was hot and flushed with supper and with beer;"Brander, I say?