Questions

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identifier	question
5794	''Are you not afraid,''I said,''that these wild fishing people may do some desperate thing against you?''
5794	Those beyond it seemed to have heard our steps, for a voice cried:''Is the work of the Incorruptible Fire at an end?''
8557	One asked oneself again and again,''Why is not this man an artist, a man of genius, a creator of some kind?''
8557	So I called back to the innkeeper,''Did we pay you?''
8557	Why should we speak his language and so wake him from a dream of all those emotions which men feel because they should, and not because they must?
32233	''And which is the blessedest,''Cumhal said,''Where all are comely and good?
32233	''Is it these that with golden thuribles''Are singing about the wood?''
32233	HANRAHAN LAMENTS BECAUSE OF HIS WANDERINGS O where is our Mother of Peace Nodding her purple hood?
32233	Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows, Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?
32233	The host is rushing''twixt night and day, And where is there hope or deed as fair?
32233	When shall the stars be blown about the sky, Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?
33087	How else could their noses have grown so ravenous or their eyes so sharp?
33087	How much knowledge, how heavy a quiver of the crow- feathered ebony rods can the soul endure?
33087	We must say to ourselves continually when we imagine a character,''Have I given him the roots, as it were, of all faculties necessary for life?''
15153	(_ To the_ CHILD) Child, how old are you?
15153	And do you likewise love me?
15153	Colleen, what have you got there in the book That you must leave the bread to cool?
15153	Come, tell me, do you love me?
15153	Did you hear something call?
15153	I never saw her read a book before: What may it be?
15153	My colleen, have not Fate and Time and Change Done well for me and for old Bridget there?
15153	Old mother, have you nothing nice for me?
15153	The good people Will not be lucky to the house this year, But I am glad that I was courteous to them, For are not they, likewise, children of God?
15153	What are you reading?
15153	What are you?
15153	What will my life be if you go with her?
15153	Who was she?
43611	''Has the philosophy of the_ Liber Inducens in Evangelium Æternum_ made you very unhappy?''
43611	''What is the doctrine?''
43611	''Where did you get this amazing book?''
43611	Do you see the tables on which the commandments were written in Latin?''
43611	How, then, can the pathway which will lead us into the heart of God be other than dangerous?
43611	I have seen the whole, and how can I come again to believe that a part is the whole?
43611	Where has your soul been while the voice was speaking through you?''
43611	Why did you refuse the berretta, and almost at the last moment?
43611	why should you, who are no materialist, cherish the continuity and order of the world as those do who have only the world?
33430	Heard you?
33430	How would one matter When there are many?
33430	If Peter would but ask her life-- who knows?
33430	Love, will you die when we have met?
33430	Tell me, Is it your message, stars, that when death comes My soul shall touch with his, and the two flames Be one?
33430	Where are ye, sirs, For ye are hid with vapours?
33430	Where shall I lay me down?
33430	Why do you hang so heavy in my arms?
33430	Why sink your eyelids so?
33430	Would he teach any sin?
33430	You need not hope; And know you not she kissed that pious child With poisonous lips, and he is pining since?
33430	[_ Touching the first Monk on the shoulder._] Where is our brother Peter?
33430	_ Cola._ They say I am all ugliness; lame- footed I am; one shoulder turned awry-- why then Should I be good?
33430	_ First Inquisitor._ Will he not spare her life?
33430	_ Second Monk._ In truth an evil race; why strive for her, A little Moorish girl?
5168	Are you not cold?
5168	But you love Him?
5168	Child, how old are you?
5168	Colleen, what is the wonder in that book, That you must leave the bread to cool?
5168	Come, tell me, do you love me?
5168	Do you love me?
5168	I never saw her read a book before, What can it be?
5168	MAURTEEN( to SHAWN) What are you waiting for?
5168	My colleen, have not Fate and Time and Change Done well for me and for old Bridget there?
5168	O, who would think to find so young a girl Loving old age and wisdom?
5168	Old mother, have you no sweet food for me?
5168	What are you reading?
5168	What is it draws you to the chill o''the wood?
5168	What is that ugly thing on the black cross?
5168	Who was it?
5168	Whose child can this be?
33348	But would n''t it have given your mind more pleasure if he had written an improving book?
33348	What does that mean?
33348	how much money has he?
33348	what does he do?
33348	After my first day''s lesson, a circle of boys had got around me in a playing field and asked me questions,"who''s your father?"
33348	Conversation with him was always argument, and for an obstinate opponent he had such phrases as,"have you your head in a bag, sir?"
33348	He said,"have you tried sail on her?"
33348	How could it be with a clergyman for head- master?"
33348	I have heard the head- master say,"how has so- and- so done in his Greek?"
33348	I said,"did he refuse to listen to you?"
33348	I said,"will they ever come again, do you think?"
33348	I saw that our people did not read, but that they listened patiently( how many long political speeches have they listened to?)
33348	Then, spitefully:"what''s the good of poetry?"
33348	was it a part of myself-- something always to be a danger perhaps; or had it come from without, as it seemed?
33338	And is that spectral image The man that Lapo and that Guido knew?
33338	But how does it follow that souls who never have handled the modelling tool or the brush, make perfect images?
33338	Does their stature alter, do their eyes grow more brilliant?
33338	HIC Why should you leave the lamp Burning alone beside an open book, And trace these characters upon the sand?
33338	Had she perhaps to exhaust her allotted years in the neighbourhood of her home, having died before her time?
33338	How could I have mistaken for myself an heroic condition that from early boyhood has made me superstitious?
33338	How is their dream changed as Time drops away and their senses multiply?
33338	ILLE And did he find himself, Or was the hunger that had made it hollow A hunger for the apple on the bough Most out of reach?
33338	ILLE His art is happy, but who knows his mind?
33338	Rimbaud had sung:"Am I an old maid that I should fear the embrace of death?"
33338	What one, in the rout Of the fire- born moods, Has fallen away?
33338	What portion in the world can the artist have, Who has awakened from the common dream, But dissipation and despair?
5793	''And who is she,''he said,''and what is it you are talking about?''
5793	''Hanrahan,''said the mother then, striking him on the shoulder,''will you give me a hand here for a minute?''
5793	''How would you get a message from her, and what do you know of her?''
5793	''I will put him into a song that will bring shame and sorrow over him; but tell me how many years has he, for I would put them in the song?''
5793	''What is on you, Nora?''
5793	''Who are you?''
5793	''You would not go away from us, my heart?''
5793	And then Hanrahan called out very loud:''Where have I been since then?
5793	And will you come with me there, Oona?''
5793	And will you do now what I ask you, Owen Hanrahan?''
5793	But one of the young men called out:''Where is that country he is singing about?
5793	Can we not get the men to put him out of the house?''
5793	The little fox he murmured,''O what of the world''s bane?''
5793	Then one of them said,''So you will stop with us after all, Hanrahan''; and the old man said:''He will stop indeed, did you not hear me asking him?''
5793	What are they?
5793	Where was I for the whole year?''
5793	Who do they belong to?
5793	and then of a sudden he stood up and let the cards fall to the floor, and he said,''Who was it brought me a message from Mary Lavelle?''
32491	''What tumbling cloud did you cleave, Yellow- eyed hawk of the mind, Last evening?
32491	AHERNE And then?
32491	AHERNE And what of those That the last servile crescent has set free?
32491	An old man cocked his ear._ AHERNE What made that sound?
32491	And yesterday the youngest son, A humorous, unambitious man, Was buried near the astrologer; And are we now in the tenth year?
32491	But what has brought you here?
32491	But who could have foretold That the heart grows old?
32491	Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
32491	Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils Will pass from change to change, And that from round to crescent, From crescent to round they range?
32491	GOATHERD How does she bear her grief?
32491	How but in zigzag wantonness Could trumpeter Michael be so brave?''
32491	ILLE And did he find himself, Or was the hunger that had made it hollow A hunger for the apple on the bough Most out of reach?
32491	ILLE His art is happy but who knows his mind?
32491	LINES WRITTEN IN DEJECTION When have I last looked on The round green eyes and the long wavering bodies Of the dark leopards of the moon?
32491	Lord, what would they say Should their Catullus walk that way?
32491	No thought, Body perfection brought, For what but eye and ear silence the mind With the minute particulars of mankind?
32491	Oh, who could have foretold That the heart grows old?
32491	Oh, who could have foretold That the heart grows old?
32491	ROBARTES Have you not always known it?
32491	THE PEOPLE''What have I earned for all that work,''I said,''For all that I have done at my own charge?
32491	TO A SQUIRREL AT KYLE- NA- GNO Come play with me; Why should you run Through the shaking tree As though I''d a gun To strike you dead?
32491	TO A YOUNG BEAUTY Dear fellow- artist, why so free With every sort of company, With every Jack and Jill?
32491	Though I have many words, What woman''s satisfied, I am no longer faint Because at her side?
32491	Under blank eyes and fingers never still The particular is pounded till it is man, When had I my own will?
32491	What made us dream that he could comb grey hair?
32491	What portion in the world can the artist have Who has awakened from the common dream But dissipation and despair?
32491	What''s dying but a second wind?
32491	Where have they laid the sailor John?
32491	and is that spectral image The man that Lapo and that Guido knew?
5795	''Are the wood- thieves treacherous and impious?''
5795	''Can you tell me,''said the knight,''if the old man to whom the pigs belong is pious and true of heart?''
5795	''Did you see my wife?''
5795	''Do you hear the hoofs of the messengers?''
5795	''Is he cursing in rhyme?''
5795	''Outcasts,''he moaned,''have you also turned against the outcast?''
5795	''There are still a few crowns,''said the knight;''shall I give them to you?''
5795	''What is beyond that?''
5795	''What is happening?''
5795	''Who among you is the poorest?''
5795	''Who is knocking?''
5795	''Why did you not tell me,''said Costello, that you came from her?
5795	''Why is the ruby a symbol of the love of God?''
5795	''Will you be quite young then?''
5795	''Would you, then, confess?''
5795	And why do you praise with rhyme those demons, Finvaragh, Red Aodh, Cleena, Aoibhell and Donn?
5795	Are you indeed a man like us?
5795	Are you not rather an old wizard who lives among these hills, and will not a wind arise presently and crumble you into dust?''
5795	I said what I could for you, being also a man of many thoughts, but who could help such a one as you?''
5795	If we do not make an end of him another will, for who can eat and sleep in peace while men like him are going about the world?
5795	Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows, Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?
5795	When shall the stars be blown about the sky, Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?
5795	Where do you go with the spears?''
5795	While they stood dumb and motionless with horror, the woman began to speak, saying slowly and loudly:''Did you see my son?
5795	and are not the fleas in the blanket as many as the waves of the sea and as lively?
5795	and is not the bread as hard as the heart of a lay brother who has forgotten God?
5795	and is not the foot- water the colour that shall be upon him when he has been charred in the Undying Fires?''
5795	and is not the water in the jug as bitter and as ill- smelling as his soul?
5795	shouted Cumhal,''are not the sods as wet as the sands of the Three Rosses?
33094	''Is it not a hard thing that we should miss the safety of the grave and we trampling its edge?''
33094	And is not that epitaph Swift made in Latin for his own tomb more immortal than his pamphlets, perhaps than his great allegory?
33094	And oh, sweet- voiced queen,''he said,''what ails you to be fretting after me?
33094	Can it be they do repent That they went, thy chivalry, Those sad ways magnificent?
33094	HAS THE DRAMA OF CONTEMPORARY LIFE A ROOT OF ITS OWN?
33094	Has not the wilderness been at all times a place of prophecy?
33094	He that finds the white arrow shall have wisdom older than the Serpent, but what of the black arrow?
33094	How could one live well if one had not the joy of the Creator and of the Giver of gifts?
33094	How else could their noses have grown so ravenous or their eyes so sharp?
33094	How much knowledge, how heavy a quiver of the crow- feathered ebony rods can the soul endure?
33094	If he see the_ Shadow of the Glen_, he will ask, why does this woman go out of her house?
33094	Is it because she can not help herself, or is she content to go?
33094	Is not all history but the coming of that conscious art which first makes articulate and then destroys the old wild energy?
33094	One asked oneself again and again,''Why is not this man an artist, a man of genius, a creator of some kind?''
33094	They have no speculative thoughts to wander through eternity and waste heroic blood; but how could that be otherwise?
33094	We must say to ourselves continually when we imagine a character:''Have I given him the roots, as it were, of all faculties necessary for life?''
33094	Whereas in modern art, whether in Japan or Europe,''vitality''( is not that the great word of the studios?
33094	Who should be free if he were not?
33094	Why is it not all made clearer?
33094	Why should we speak his language and so wake him from a dream of all those emotions which men feel because they should, and not because they must?
30488	O no, my dear, let all that be, What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?
30488	Such a delicate high head, So much sternness and such charm, Till they had changed us to like strength?
30488	And the sweet laughing eagle thoughts that grow Where wings have memory of wings, and all That comes of the best knit to the best?
30488	And though I would have hushed the crowd There was no mother''s son but said,"What is the figure in a shroud Upon a gaudy bed?"
30488	And what did he carry away but straw and broken delf?
30488	And what of her that took All till my youth was gone With scarce a pitying look?
30488	But what are you waiting for?
30488	CONALL How can you fight with a head that laughs when you''ve whipped it off?
30488	CONALL We made it, and who has so good a right?
30488	CUCHULAIN How could he whip off a head when his own had been whipped away?
30488	CUCHULAIN If I lived here a hundred years, could a worse thing come than that Laegaire and Conall should know me and bid me begone to my face?
30488	CUCHULAIN Who was it started this quarrel?
30488	CUCHULAIN[_ Seizing dagger_] Do you dare, do you dare, do you dare?
30488	CUCHULAIN[_ Throwing her from him_] Would you stay the great barnacle- goose When its eyes are turned to the sea and its beak to the salt of the air?
30488	Does anything stir on the sea?
30488	EMER Who is for Cuchulain, I say?
30488	EMER[_ Drawing her dagger_] Who is for Cuchulain?
30488	How should I praise that one?
30488	Is there a bridle for this Proteus That turns and changes like his draughty seas?
30488	LAEGAIRE Does anything stir on the sea?
30488	LAEGAIRE Or a man that can pick it up and carry it out in his hand?
30488	LAEGAIRE What is there to be said When a man with a right to get it has come to ask for your head?
30488	LAEGAIRE Will he tell every mother''s son that we have broken our word?
30488	LAEGAIRE[_ Laying Helmet on table_] Did you claim to be better than us by drinking first from the cup?
30488	Or is there none, most popular of men, But when they mock us that we mock again?
30488	That had she done so who can say What would have shaken from the sieve?
30488	The effect is intentionally violent and startling._ LAEGAIRE What is that?
30488	Though I''d my finger on my lip, What could I but take up the song?
30488	Was there another Troy for her to burn?
30488	Who else has to keep the house from the Shape- Changers till day?
30488	Why, what could she have done being what she is?
30488	YOUNG MAN Who made that law?
30488	[_ A great noise without and shouting_] Why, what in God''s name is that noise?
30488	[_ A noise of horns without_] There, do you hear them now?
30488	[_ The murmur grows less so that his words are heard_] Who knows where he is now or who he is spurring to fight?
33321	( a Woman of the Sidhe has entered and stands a little inside the door) EMER Who is this woman?
33321	( singing) Why should the heart take fright What sets it beating so?
33321	Did not a shadow pass?
33321	EITHNE INGUBA And is he dead?
33321	EITHNE INGUBA How did he come to this?
33321	EMER Come for what purpose?
33321	EMER Do the Sidhe bargain?
33321	EMER What dancer of the Sidhe What creature of the reeling moon has pursued him?
33321	EMER What one among the Sidhe has dared to lie Upon Cuchulain''s bed and take his image?
33321	EMER( going up to the bed) What do you come for and from where?
33321	FIGURE of CUCHULAIN You''ve watched his loves and you have not been jealous Knowing that he would tire, but do those tire That love the Sidhe?
33321	FIRST MUSICIAN( or all three musicians, singing) Why does my heart beat so?
33321	GHOST of CUCHULAIN And shall I never know again Intricacies of blind remorse?
33321	Have not old writers said That dizzy dreams can spring From the dry bones of the dead?
33321	STRANGER But what have you to fear?
33321	STRANGER You have fought in Dublin?
33321	STRANGER You know some place of refuge, have some plan Or friend who will come to meet you?
33321	They wear heroic masks) YOUNG MAN( raising his lantern) Who is there?
33321	WOMAN of the SIDHE Was it from pity You taught the woman to prevail against me?
33321	WOMAN of the SIDHE Was it from pity that you hid the truth That men are bound to women by the wrongs They do or suffer?
33321	What bonds no man could unbind Being imagined within The labyrinth of the mind?
33321	What crime can keep apart the lips of lovers Wandering and alone?
33321	What death?
33321	What is that sound?
33321	What makes your heart so beat?
33321	What pulled your hands about your feet And your head down upon your knees, And hid your face?
33321	What pursuing or fleeing?
33321	What rogue is night- wandering?
33321	What wounds, what bloody press?
33321	Where are you?
33321	Who can have trod in the grass?
33321	Why do you dance?
33321	Why do you gaze and with so passionate eyes One on the other and then turn away Covering your eyes and weave it in a dance, Who are you?
33321	YOUNG MAN And why should he rebel?
33321	YOUNG MAN But what is this strange penance-- That when their eyes have met can wring them most?
33321	YOUNG MAN Is there no house Famous for sanctity or architectural beauty In Clare or Kerry, or in all wide Connacht The enemy has not unroofed?
33321	YOUNG MAN The dead?
33321	YOUNG MAN The memory of a crime-- He took her from a husband''s house it may be, But does the penance for a passionate sin Last for so many centuries?
33321	YOUNG MAN What crime can stay so in the memory?
33321	YOUNG MAN Why do you look so strangely at one another, So strangely and so sweetly?
33321	YOUNG MAN You speak of Dermot and of Dervorgilla Who brought the Norman in?
33321	what are you?
33321	what discipline?
6865	Did you ever hear him say''Marquess of Dimmesdale''?
6865	Have you quite determined to do it?
6865	''But,''said the dull man,''would you not have given us time to read it?''
6865	''Does not Milton make pictures?''
6865	''Has your alchemical research had any success?''
6865	''How often do you go to the office?''
6865	''Is there a spirit in it?''
6865	''Well my children,''was the answer,''what is the good of giving lemons to those who want oranges?''
6865	''What explanation did you give her?''
6865	''What is the difference?''
6865	''Why do you put the plates on the coal- scuttle?
6865	''Why not?''
6865	But if he had changed every''has''into''hath''I would have let him, for had not we sunned ourselves in his generosity?
6865	Conversation constantly dwindled into''Do you like so and so''s last book?''
6865	Did they dread heresy after the death of Madame Blavatsky, or had they no purpose but the greatest possible immediate effort?
6865	Had not Europe shared one mind and heart, until both mind and heart began to break into fragments a little before Shakespeare''s birth?
6865	Has it not been made by the sunlight and the sap?''
6865	Have not all races had their first unity from a polytheism that marries them to rock and hill?
6865	He was always''supposing:''''Suppose you had two millions what would you do with it?''
6865	I can remember him at supper praising wine:''Why do people say it is prosaic to be inspired by wine?
6865	I had been talking some time when Mrs. Ellis came into the room and said:''Why are you sitting in the dark?''
6865	I said to the man who cut him down,''What did you say to one another?''
6865	I said,''Have you ever seen an apparition?''
6865	Nettleship did not mind its rejection, saying,''Who cares for such things now?
6865	The world has become sad because a puppet was once melancholy,''I said,''Why do you change"sad"to"melancholy?"''
6865	Then passing from bedroom door to door he tried on the boots, and just as he got a pair to fit a voice cried from the room''Who is that?''
6865	Though to be compared to Homer passed the time pleasantly, I had not been greatly perturbed had he stopped me with''Is it a long story?''
6865	Was she for one night, in every week, a trance medium, or in some similar state?''
6865	What are the chairs meant for?''
6865	What is"King Lear"but poor life staggering in the fog?''
6865	When I returned to my seat, Madame Blavatsky said,''What did you see?''
6865	Would I think it a wise thing if he bolted with Mrs. B...?
6865	XIV Nettleship said to me:''Has Edwin Ellis ever said anything about the effect of drink upon my genius?''
6865	Yet Henley never wholly lost that first admiration, for after Wilde''s downfall he said to me:''Why did he do it?
6865	and his dispraising houses decorated by himself:''Do you suppose I like that kind of house?
6865	and''Suppose you were in Spain and in love how would you propose?''
7448	And what happens then?
7448	Are they coming?
7448	But do you not believe in God?
7448	Ca n''t you be quiet now and not always be wanting to have arguments?
7448	Children, what do you believe?
7448	Did your friends the angels give you that bag?
7448	Do you not believe?
7448	Do you sometimes say your prayers?
7448	Have you seen them?
7448	In heaven?
7448	Is it long since you have seen them, Teigue the Fool?
7448	Is there a heaven?
7448	Is there a heaven?
7448	Is there a hell?
7448	Is there a hell?
7448	Is there a purgatory?
7448	Is there a purgatory?
7448	Is there any one amongst you who believes in God?
7448	Is there nobody who believes?
7448	Master, will you have Teigue the Fool for a scholar?
7448	Not if I give you a penny?
7448	Oh, what did the Angel tell you?
7448	Or in hell?
7448	Or in purgatory?
7448	Some dream when they are awake, but they are the crazy, and who would believe what they say?
7448	Teigue, will you give us pennies if we teach you lessons?
7448	Tell us what you learn on the mountains, Teigue?
7448	Three pennies?
7448	What are you doing that for?
7448	What are you doing?
7448	What are you going to tell us?
7448	What are you?
7448	What do you know about wisdom?
7448	What do you think of when you are alone?
7448	What do you want pennies for, with that great bag at your waist?
7448	What do you want?
7448	What have you called us in for, Teigue?
7448	What have you got the shears for?
7448	What is it you have seen?
7448	What message have you got for me?
7448	When do you see them?
7448	Where is that passage I am to explain to my pupils to- day?
7448	Where will death bring me to?
7448	Who are you?
7448	Who is that pulling at my bag?
7448	Whom would I drive away?
7448	Why do n''t they fill your bag for you?
7448	Why do n''t they make you dream about treasures?
7448	Why do n''t your friends tell you where buried treasures are?
7448	Why do they do that?
7448	Why have you come to me?
7448	Why must I die?
7448	Why, Fool?
7448	Wo n''t you give me a penny?
7448	why are you silent?
30652	''Twas they that did it, the pale windy people, Where, where, where?
30652	( To the Young Man) Why did you do it?
30652	A soldier out of Alba?
30652	About the young man and the fighting?
30652	Ah, you would get away, would you?
30652	And are you noble?
30652	And this?
30652	And this?
30652	And with glad voice Maeve answered him,''What King Of the far wandering shadows has come to me?
30652	As we came in?
30652	But who are these?
30652	Did he fight long?
30652	Did you know, old listener at doors?
30652	Do you not always make me take the windy side of the bush when it blows and the rainy side when it rains?
30652	Fool, have they taken the top from the ale vat?
30652	Has the ship gone yet?
30652	Have I not bid you tell of that great queen Who has been buried some two thousand years?
30652	Have you no fear of death?
30652	He that came out of Aoife''s country?
30652	How can he have Cuchullain''s eyes?
30652	How could we be so soon content Who know the way that Naoise went?
30652	How long can the net keep us?
30652	Is Cuchullain going to hurt us?
30652	None knew?
30652	O unquiet heart, Why do you praise another, praising her, As if there were no tale but your own tale Worth knitting to a measure of sweet sound?
30652	Outside the door?
30652	She?
30652	Tell me what you saw this morning?
30652	That was before you went on shipboard and were blinded for putting a curse on the wind?
30652	The little fox he murmured,''O what is the world''s bane?''
30652	The little fox he murmured,''O what is the world''s bane?''
30652	The little fox he murmured,''O what is the world''s bane?''
30652	Was Aoife a goddess& lecherous?
30652	Was it Scathach?
30652	Well, why should I be weary?
30652	Were you ever in Concobar''s town before it was burnt?
30652	What Queen, what Queen?
30652	What ails you now?
30652	What are the Kings doing?
30652	What are you wrangling over?
30652	What brought you, boy?
30652	What father had he?
30652	What feathers?
30652	What is he doing now?
30652	What is his name, fool?
30652	What is it?
30652	What is this house?
30652	What is your message?
30652	What kind of woman was that Aoife?
30652	What manner of woman do you like the best?
30652	What shall I call them?
30652	What''s this and this?
30652	Where are the Kings?
30652	Where did he fly to?
30652	Where would he be but for me?
30652	Who did it then?
30652	Who has come?
30652	Who was his father?
30652	Who was it that went out?
30652	Whose blood?
30652	Whose blood?
30652	Why are you trembling, fool?
30652	Why do you not speak?
30652	Will you not drink?
30652	You have thought something?
30652	You knew him, then?
30652	You saw him?
30652	You take care of me?
30652	You were in Aoife''s country?
30652	the bench is shaking, why are you trembling?
30652	was it Calatin''s daughters?
32884	''What does Homer obscurely signify by the cave in Ithaca which he describes in the following verses?
32884	And if we were not weak, Should we be less in deed than in desire?''
32884	Are not grapes made by the sunlight and the sap?''
32884	Are not the gifts of the spirit everything to man?
32884	Are they any other than mental studies and performances?
32884	Does not the greatest poetry always require a people to listen to it?
32884	Have I not hated that which I love?...
32884	Heardst thou not that those who die Awake in a world of ecstasy?
32884	How do we distinguish one face or countenance from another but by the bounding- line and its infinite inflections and movements?
32884	How do we distinguish the owl from the beast, the horse from the ox, but by the bounding outline?
32884	I said,''Do you see anything near the door?''
32884	I was with a number of Hermetists, and one of them said to another,''Do you see something in the curtain?''
32884	Is God a spirit who must be worshipped in spirit and truth?
32884	Is it meat and drink?
32884	Is it not the sunlight and the sap in the leaves?
32884	Is not the body more than raiment?
32884	Is not this plain and manifest to the thought?
32884	Is the Holy Ghost any other than an intellectual fountain?
32884	May we not learn some day to rewrite our histories, when they touch upon these things too?
32884	Say, is the prince still safe?
32884	Surely if one goes far enough into the woods, one will find there all that one is seeking?
32884	The dying Lionel hears the song of the nightingale, and cries--''Heardst thou not sweet words among That heaven- resounding minstrelsy?
32884	The historian should remember, should he not?
32884	V If people were to accept the theory that poetry moves us because of its symbolism, what change should one look for in the manner of our poetry?
32884	WHAT IS''POPULAR POETRY''?
32884	WHAT IS''POPULAR POETRY''?
32884	What are all the gifts of the gospel, are they not all mental gifts?
32884	What are all their spiritual gifts?
32884	What are the pains of Hell but ignorance, idleness, bodily lust, and the devastation of the things of the spirit?
32884	What are the treasures of heaven which we are to lay up for ourselves?
32884	What is immortality but the things relating to the spirit which lives immortally?
32884	What is it that builds a house and plants a garden but the definite and determinate?
32884	What is it that distinguished honesty from knavery but the hard and wiry line of rectitude and certainty in the actions and intentions?
32884	What is mortality but the things relating to the body which dies?
32884	What is the divine spirit?
32884	What is the harvest of the gospel and its labours?
32884	What is the joy of Heaven but improvement in the things of the spirit?
32884	What is the life of man but art and science?
32884	What is the talent which it is a curse to hide?
32884	What matter if the angel or devil, as indeed certain old writers believed, first wrapped itself with an organized shape in some man''s imagination?
32884	Where did these intricate symbols come from?
32884	Who can keep always to the little pathway between speech and silence, where one meets none but discreet revelations?
32884	Who cometh?
32884	Who knows how many centuries the birds of the woods have been singing?
32884	Who was it that made the story, if it were but a story?
32884	Why should not St. Patrick, or he of whom the story was first told, pass his enemies, he and all his clerics, as a herd of deer?
32884	Why should not enchanters like him in the_ Morte d''Arthur_ make troops of horse seem but grey stones?
32884	Why should not that medià ¦ val enchanter have made summer and all its blossoms seem to break forth in middle winter?
32884	Why should not the Scholar Gipsy cast his spell over his friends?
32884	is it so that thy thoughts are ever deep and solemn?
32884	now what can I see?
32884	or''What pre- destinated unhappiness has made the shadow in her eyes?''
32884	what matter''if God himself only acts or is in existing beings or men,''as Blake believed?
10459	And what does that mean?
10459	Are any of you ever born into mortal life?
10459	Did you ever hear how he made my brother emigrate? 10459 Did you see a deer pass this way?"
10459	Do I know any who were among your people before birth?
10459	Do you know,she said,"what the curse of the Four Fathers is?
10459	Do you see anything, X-----?
10459	Do you see that rod over the fire?
10459	Father in Heaven, what have I done to deserve this?
10459	Good Christians,cried the pretender,"is it possible that any man would mock the poor dark man like that?"
10459	Have you no sowl to be saved, you mocker of heaven?
10459	How are you to- day, mother?
10459	Is it the influence of some living person who thinks of us, and whose thoughts appear to us in that symbolic form?
10459	Is that right for a princess to be tied to a tree?
10459	It was my grandmother''s,said the child;"would you have her going about yonder with her petticoat up to her knees, and she dead but four days?"
10459	No,said I;"what is it?"
10459	Saints and angels, is there no protection against this? 10459 Sur,"said he,"did you ever hear tell of the sea captain''s prayer?"
10459	What are those?
10459	What is that?
10459	What will I do with my horse and my hound?
10459	Where are they to be found?
10459	Where do you live, good- wyf, and how is the minister?
10459	Where is it?
10459	Where will I try the sword?
10459	Where''s that?
10459	Who are they?
10459	Who''s that? 10459 ''Do n''t you think you had better be going?'' 10459 ''Is it an angel she is, or a faery woman, or what?'' 10459 ''What is she at all, mother?'' 10459 ''When ye''re spending the night, may n''t ye as well sit by the table and eat with the rest of us?'' 10459 ''Yes, sur,''says he; and says I,''Arn''t you paid to go down?'' 10459 After a while Moran protested again with:Is it possible that none of yez can know me?
10459	After he had been sitting there for a while, the woman said,"In the name of God, who are you?"
10459	And are there not moods which need heaven, hell, purgatory, and faeryland for their expression, no less than this dilapidated earth?
10459	And he said to me one time,''What month of the year is the worst?''
10459	And her own son, that we will call Bill, said,"Do not send him away, are we not brothers?"
10459	And it called out,"Here is the hunt, where is the huntsman and the hound?"
10459	And the chief adviser said,"Is every one here that belongs to the house?"
10459	And then he went on till he came to a king''s house, and he sent in at the door to ask,"Did he want a servant?"
10459	Any blackguard heretic around me?"
10459	Are you bringing them to any other grass?"
10459	Boys, am I standin''in puddle?
10459	Christian people, in your charity wo n''t you beat this man away?
10459	Did not a herd- boy, no long while since, see the White Lady?
10459	Did not the wise Porphyry think that all souls come to be born because of water, and that"even the generation of images in the mind is from water"?
10459	Do n''t yez see it''s myself; and that''s some one else?"
10459	Do n''t you fear the light of heaven being struck from your eyes for mocking the poor dark man?"
10459	Everybody, indeed, will tell you that he was very wise, for was he not only blind but a poet?
10459	Finding explanation of no avail, she asked had they ever heard of Christ?
10459	He had had his day, had said his prayers and made his confession, and why should they not give him a hearty send- off?
10459	Heardst thou not that those who die Awake in a world of ecstasy?
10459	How may she doubt these things, even though the priest shakes his head at her?
10459	I asked him had he ever seen the faeries, and got the reply,"Am I not annoyed with them?"
10459	I said to the more powerful of the two sorcerers--"What would happen if one of your spirits had overpowered me?"
10459	I then asked whether she and her people were not"dramatizations of our moods"?
10459	I thought for a moment that she might be the beloved of Aengus, but how could that hunted, alluring, happy, immortal wretch have a face like this?
10459	Is it the ladies?
10459	My friend asked,"How wee was she?"
10459	O, was ever such wickedness known?"
10459	One day the beast comes up to him, and says,''What are you after?''
10459	Says I,''Did n''t you know when you joined that a certain percentage go down every year?''
10459	Says one to the other, putting the corpse on the spit,''Who''ll turn the spit?
10459	She tuk it up, and said with accents mild,"''Tare- and- agers, girls, which av yez owns the child?"
10459	She was happy, she said, and had the best of good eating, and would he not eat?
10459	So when one of the men came after me and touched me on the shoulder, with a''Michael H----, can you tell a story now?''
10459	That night the king said to Jack,"Why is it the cows are giving so much milk these days?
10459	The host is rushing''twixt night and day; And where is there hope or deed as fair?
10459	They had not gone far when one of them burst out with"It''s cruel cowld, is n''t it?"
10459	What else can death be but the beginning of wisdom and power and beauty?
10459	What is literature but the expression of moods by the vehicle of symbol and incident?
10459	What is the worth of greatness till you have the light Of the flower of the branch that is by your side?
10459	When all is said and done, how do we not know but that our own unreason may be better than another''s truth?
10459	When the race was over,"What can I do for you now?"
10459	Who knows to what far country she went, or to see whom dying?
10459	am I standin''in wet?"
10459	cried Moran, Put completely beside himself by this last injury--"Would you rob the poor as well as desave the world?
10459	how shall I go?
10459	or did they come from the banks of the river by the trees where the first light had shone for a moment?
5167	( Stopping) Surely this leafy corner, where one smells The wild bee''s honey, has a story too?
5167	--Combien de bijoux?
5167	--Combien de ch`ateaux, de bois et de terres?
5167	--Gentille dame, combien voulez- vouz?
5167	--Lequel?
5167	--Master Patrick, lui dit elle, combien ai- je de pi`eces d''or dans mon coffre?
5167	--Oui, un peu malgr`e vous, n''est ce pas, sainte aux yeux de sapbir?
5167	--Qu''importe si elle est pr`ecieuse?
5167	--Que voulez- vous?
5167	--Vous achetez des` ames?
5167	And heard you of the demons who buy souls?
5167	And mocking us with music?
5167	And must I bear it with me all my days?
5167	And when that''s gone?
5167	And will she give Enough to keep my children through the dearth?
5167	And will she give Enough to keep my children through the dearth?
5167	Are all the thousand years of dancing done?
5167	But does n''t a gold piece glitter like the sun?
5167	But for this empty purse?
5167	But how shall we remember it to- morrow?
5167	But if already We''d thought of a more prudent way than that?
5167	But why does Hell''s gate creak so?
5167	CATHLEEN( entering) And so you trade once more?
5167	CATHLEEN( rising) Has some misfortune happened?
5167	Call devils from the wood, call them in here?
5167	Can such a trifle turn you from your profit?
5167	Come, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal; are you all dumb?
5167	Has any one been killed?
5167	Has no one got a better soul than that?
5167	Have you seen nobody?
5167	How but in healing?
5167	How can a heap of crowns pay for a soul?
5167	How can we dance after so great a sorrow?
5167	How can you sell your soul without a price?
5167	How could I help it?
5167	How does a man who never was baptized Know what Heaven pardons?
5167	How much have I in castles?
5167	How much have I in forests?
5167	How much have I in pasture?
5167	How much have I?
5167	How would that quiet end?
5167	I do not understand you, who has climbed?
5167	I''ll call them, and who''ll dare to disobey?
5167	Is it call devils?
5167	Is the green grave so terrible a thing?
5167	Is this a time to haggle at the price?
5167	Is your power so small?
5167	N''est ce pas que ce r`ecit, n`e de l''imagination des po`etes catholiques de la verte Erin, est une V`eritable r`ecit de car`eme?
5167	Not ask a price?
5167	Now that the winds are heavy with our kind, Might we not kill her, and bear off her spirit Before the mob of angels were astir?
5167	Oh, God, why are you still?
5167	Pull off your cap, Do you not see who''s there?
5167	Talk on; what does it matter what you say, For you have not been christened?
5167	Thank her, For seven halfpence and a silver bit?
5167	That is not everywhere from this to the sea?
5167	Then you are Countess Cathleen?
5167	There is a something in you that I fear; A something not of us; but were you not born In some most distant corner of the world?
5167	To take her soul to- night?
5167	What are you running for?
5167	What are you?
5167	What brings you here, saint with the sapphire eyes?
5167	What can have kept your father all this while?
5167	What can have made the grey hen flutter so?
5167	What can it be but nothing?
5167	What do they care, he says, though the whole land Squeal like a rabbit under a weasel''s tooth?
5167	What evil is there here?
5167	What has God poured out of His bag but famine?
5167	What has she in her coffers now but mice?
5167	What is it?
5167	What is the good of praying?
5167	What is the trouble of the poor to her?
5167	What matter, if the soul be worth the price?
5167	What was it kept you in the wood?
5167	What will you give for mine?
5167	What''s in the house?
5167	What''s memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?
5167	What''s that for thanks, Or what''s the double of it that she promised?
5167	What, did you beg?
5167	What, is there no one there?
5167	What, will you keep me from our ancient home And from the eternal revelry?
5167	What, would you wake her?
5167	When the hen''s gone, What can we do but live on sorrel and dock) And dandelion, till our mouths are green?
5167	Where are those dancers gone?
5167	Where is the Countess Cathleen?
5167	Where is the Countess Cathleen?
5167	Where shall the starving come at merchandise?
5167	Wherefore do they sell?
5167	Who calls?
5167	Who will come deal with us?
5167	Who''d have thought it?
5167	Who''s passing there?
5167	Why do you do this, lady; did you see Your coffin in a dream?
5167	Why should the like of us complain?
5167	Why should we starve for what may be but nothing?
5167	You come to buy our souls?
5167	is it because they have short memories They live so long?
5167	what would Heaven do without you, lady?
36865	''O no, my dear, let all that be, What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?''
36865	(_ singing_)''Who dragged your wits away Where no one knows?
36865	And the sweet laughing eagle thoughts that grow Where wings have memory of wings, and all That comes of the best knit to the best?
36865	And though I would have hushed the crowd There was no mother''s son but said,''What is the figure in a shroud Upon a gaudy bed?''
36865	And what of her that took All till my youth was gone With scarce a pitying look?
36865	But how could I believe before my sight Had come to me?
36865	But when I said"What is this trouble?"
36865	Ca n''t you be quiet now, and not always wanting to have arguments?
36865	Children and pupils that I can not leave: Why must I die, my time is far away?
36865	Do men who least desire get most, Or get the most who most desire?''
36865	Do you believe in God and in the soul?
36865	Do you pray?
36865	Eochaid said,''He lives?''
36865	FIFTH PUPIL You?
36865	FIRST PUPIL Can you not see that he is troubled?
36865	FOOL Wait a minute-- four-- five-- six-- WISE MAN What are you doing that for?
36865	FOOL Will anybody give a penny to a fool?
36865	FOOL Wo n''t you give me a penny?
36865	FOURTH PUPIL Come, Teigue, what is the old book''s meaning when it says that there are sheep that drop their lambs in November?
36865	Has one of Maeve''s nine brawling sons Grown tired of his own company?
36865	Her sleeves turned up from her arms, which are covered with flour._ Wife, what do you believe in?
36865	How could poor Teigue see angels?
36865	How should I praise that one?
36865	How therefore could she help but braid The gold into my hair, And dream that I should carry The golden top of care?
36865	I thought when you were asking your pupils,''Will he ask Teigue the Fool?
36865	II Has no one said those daring Kind eyes should be more learn''d?
36865	II THE PEACOCK What''s riches to him That has made a great peacock With the pride of his eye?
36865	Is it terrible to sight?
36865	Is there a bridle for this Proteus That turns and changes like his draughty seas?
36865	No, no, but it is like a hawk, a hawk of the air, It has swooped down-- and this swoop makes the third-- And what can I, but tremble like a bird?
36865	Or have they run off On their own pair of shoes?''
36865	Or how should love be worth its pains were it not That when he has fallen asleep within my arms, Being wearied out, I love in man the child?
36865	Or is there none, most popular of men, But when they mock us that we mock again?
36865	SECOND PUPIL What sort are the angels, Teigue?
36865	Sometimes when you''re alone in the house, do you pray?
36865	THIRD PUPIL Had we not better say we picked it by chance?
36865	THIRD PUPIL Is that the right cry for an eagle cock?
36865	TO A CHILD DANCING IN THE WIND I Dance there upon the shore; What need have you to care For wind or water''s roar?
36865	That had she done so who can say What would have shaken from the sieve?
36865	Though I''d my finger on my lip, What could I but take up the song?
36865	WISE MAN And whither shall I go when I am dead?
36865	WISE MAN Dear friend, dear friend, do you believe in God?
36865	WISE MAN Do you believe in God?
36865	WISE MAN Had I but met your gaze as now I met it-- But how can you that live but where we go In the uncertainty of dizzy dreams Know why we doubt?
36865	WISE MAN How that I called?
36865	WISE MAN It is as hard for you to understand Why we have doubted, as it is for us To banish doubt-- what folly have I said?
36865	WISE MAN Not if I give you a penny?
36865	WISE MAN Not if I give you two pennies?
36865	WISE MAN Seeing that everybody is a fool when he is asleep and dreaming, why do you call me wise?
36865	WISE MAN Three pennies?
36865	WISE MAN What are the shears for?
36865	WISE MAN What do you want?
36865	WISE MAN What message could you bring to one like me?
36865	WISE MAN Where then?
36865	WISE MAN Why, Fool?
36865	Was there another Troy for her to burn?
36865	What are they now, but mirrors that seem men, Because of my image?
36865	What can it matter to you whether the words I am reading are wisdom or sheer folly?
36865	What can she say?
36865	What can they know of love that do not know She builds her nest upon a narrow ledge Above a windy precipice?"
36865	What does he care if my heart break?
36865	What is it?
36865	What need have you to dread The monstrous crying of wind?
36865	What''s dearth and death and sickness to the soul That knows no virtue but itself?
36865	Who are you?
36865	Who but an idiot would praise A withered tree?''
36865	Who but an idiot would praise Dry stones in a well?''
36865	Who would I drive away?
36865	Why are you silent?
36865	Why are you silent?
36865	Why do n''t you wake up, and say,''There is a penny for you, Teigue''?
36865	Why do you put your finger to your lip, And creep away?
36865	Why should the faithfullest heart most love The bitter sweetness of false faces?
36865	Why, what could she have done being what she is?
36865	Will that content you, Master?
36865	[_ All the pupils are seated._ WISE MAN What do you think of when alone at night?
36865	[_ Fool goes out._(_ Wise Man sees Angel._) What are you?
36865	[_ Fool has begun to blow the dandelion._ What are you doing?
36865	[_ Pupils sing in the distance._''Who stole your wits away And where are they gone?''
36865	[_ The Fool comes in with a dandelion._ Look at me, tell me if my face is changed, Is there a notch of the fiend''s nail upon it Already?
36865	[_ The Fool sits in the corner._ And all the while What were they all but fools before I came?
36865	what mischief has there been since yesterday?
38877	And every hero droop his head? 38877 And is the poor man dead?"
38877	And which of theseIs the Island of Content?"
38877	Did your companion wander awayFrom where the birds of Aengus wing?"
38877	I have long waited, mother, for those words:But wherefore now?"
38877	Is he so dreadful?
38877	O flaming lion of the world, O when will you turn to your rest?
38877	O flaming lion of the world, O when will you turn to your rest?
38877	Were there no better than my sonThat you through all that foam should run?"
38877	Were these two born in the Danaan land,Or have they breathed the mortal air?"
38877	What do you build with sails for flight?
38877	What do you weave with wool so white? 38877 What dream came with you that you came"Through bitter tide on foam wet feet?
38877	Who bade you tell these things?
38877	Why do you tremble thus from feet to crown?
38877	_) CATHLEEN(_ entering_) And so you trade once more? 38877 (_ The cry ceases._) Have you seen nobody? 38877 --Combien de bijoux? 38877 --Combien de châteux, de bois et de terres? 38877 --Gentille dame, combien voulez- vous? 38877 --Lequel? 38877 --Master Patrick, lui dit elle, combien ai- je de pièces d''or dans mon coffre? 38877 --Oui, un peu malgré vous, n''est ce pas, sainte aux yeux de saphir? 38877 --Qu''importe si elle est précieuse? 38877 --Que voulez- vous? 38877 --Vous achetez des âmes? 38877 A PEASANT WOMAN And will she give Enough to keep my children through the dearth? 38877 A PEASANT WOMAN And will she give Enough to keep my children through the dearth? 38877 A PEASANT Who''d have thought it? 38877 A WOMAN What will you give for mine? 38877 ALEEL How but in healing? 38877 ALEEL Is your power so small? 38877 ALEEL What''s memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink? 38877 ANASHUYA By mighty Brahma''s ever rustling robe, Who is Amrita? 38877 And Bran, Sgeolan, and Lomair, Where are you with your long rough hair? 38877 And mocking us with music? 38877 And must I bear it with me all my days? 38877 Are you not cold? 38877 But why does Hell''s gate creak so? 38877 But you''ve been far and know the signs of things, When will this famine end? 38877 CATHLEEN And heard you of the demons who buy souls? 38877 CATHLEEN How can a heap of crowns pay for a soul? 38877 CATHLEEN How much have I in castles? 38877 CATHLEEN How much have I in forests? 38877 CATHLEEN How much have I in pasture? 38877 CATHLEEN How would that quiet end? 38877 CATHLEEN I do not understand you, who has climbed? 38877 CATHLEEN Is it because they have short memories They live so long? 38877 CATHLEEN There is a something in you that I fear; A something not of us; were you not born In some most distant corner of the world? 38877 CATHLEEN What are you? 38877 CATHLEEN What evil is there here That is not everywhere from this to the sea? 38877 CATHLEEN Who calls? 38877 CATHLEEN(_ rising_) Has some misfortune happened? 38877 CATHLEEN(_ stopping_) Surely this leafy corner, where one smells The wild bee''s honey, has a story too? 38877 Call devils from the wood, call them in here? 38877 Child, how old are you? 38877 Colleen, what is the wonder in that book, That you must leave the bread to cool? 38877 Come, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal; are you all dumb? 38877 DRUID What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings? 38877 DRUID What would you, king of the proud Red Branch kings? 38877 DRUID What would you? 38877 Do you love me? 38877 FATHER HART I never saw her read a book before, What can it be? 38877 FATHER HART Whose child can this be? 38877 FIRST MERCHANT But if already We''d thought of a more prudent way than that? 38877 FIRST MERCHANT Can such a trifle turn you from your profit? 38877 FIRST MERCHANT Has no one got a better soul than that? 38877 FIRST MERCHANT Who will come deal with us? 38877 FIRST PEASANT But does n''t a gold piece glitter like the sun? 38877 Has any one been killed? 38877 Has any part of that majestic heraldry of the poets had a very different fountain? 38877 Have you no thanks? 38877 How can you sell your soul without a price? 38877 How much have I? 38877 In what far kingdom do you go, Ah, Fenians, with the shield and bow? 38877 In what land do the powerless turn the beak Of ravening Sorrow, or the hand of Wrath? 38877 Is anything better, anything better? 38877 Is it not the ritual of the marriage of heaven and earth? 38877 Is the green grave so terrible a thing? 38877 Is this a time to haggle at the price? 38877 MARY Is it call devils? 38877 MARY Oh, God, why are you still? 38877 MARY Teig and Shemus---- SHEMUS What can it be but nothing? 38877 MARY Then you are Countess Cathleen? 38877 MARY What can have kept your father all this while? 38877 MARY What can have made the grey hen flutter so? 38877 MARY What is it? 38877 MARY What, did you beg? 38877 MARY Where shall the starving come at merchandise? 38877 MAURTEEN O, who would think to find so young a girl Loving old age and wisdom? 38877 MAURTEEN Who was it? 38877 MAURTEEN(_ to_ SHAWN) What are you waiting for? 38877 My colleen, have not Fate and Time and Change Done well for me and for old Bridget there? 38877 N''est ce pas que ce récit, né de l''imagination des poètes catholiques de la verte Erin, est une véritable récit de carême? 38877 OONA How does a man who never was baptized Know what Heaven pardons? 38877 OONA Talk on; what does it matter what you say, For you have not been christened? 38877 OONA Where is the Countess Cathleen? 38877 OONA Where is the Countess Cathleen? 38877 Old mother, have you no sweet food for me? 38877 Or are you phantoms white as snow, Whose lips had life''s most prosperous glow? 38877 PORTER Why do you do this, lady; did you see Your coffin in a dream? 38877 Pull off your cap, Do you not see who''s there? 38877 SECOND MERCHANT What has she in her coffers now but mice? 38877 SECOND MERCHANT What matter, if the soul be worth the price? 38877 SHAWN What is it draws you to the chill o''the wood? 38877 SHEMUS Not ask a price? 38877 SHEMUS Thank her, For seven halfpence and a silver bit? 38877 SHEMUS They come to buy our souls? 38877 SHEMUS What is the trouble of the poor to her? 38877 SHEMUS What''s in the house? 38877 SHEMUS What''s that for thanks, Or what''s the double of it that she promised? 38877 SHEMUS When the hen''s gone, What can we do but live on sorrel and dock, And dandelion, till our mouths are green? 38877 SHEMUS Who''s passing there? 38877 STEWARD What are you running for? 38877 TEIG And when that''s gone? 38877 TEIG But for this empty purse? 38877 THE CHILD And do you love me too? 38877 THE CHILD But you love Him? 38877 THE CHILD Come, tell me, do you love me? 38877 THE CLOAK, THE BOAT, AND THE SHOESWhat do you make so fair and bright?"
38877	THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER I had a chair at every hearth, When no one turned to see, With"Look at that old fellow there,"And who may he be?"
38877	THE ROSE OF THE WORLD Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
38877	The road- side trees keep murmuring Ah, wherefore murmur ye, As in the old days long gone by, Green oak and poplar tree?
38877	USHEEN Saint, do you weep?
38877	USHEEN"Why do you wind no horn?"
38877	WHO GOES WITH FERGUS?
38877	Were we days long or hours long in riding, when rolled in a grisly peace, An isle lay level before us, with dripping hazel and oak?
38877	What are you reading?
38877	What brings you here, saint with the sapphire eyes?
38877	What do they care, he says, though the whole land Squeal like a rabbit under a weasel''s tooth?
38877	What has God poured out of His bag but famine?
38877	What is that ugly thing on the black cross?
38877	What is the good of praying?
38877	What was it kept you in the wood?
38877	What, is there no one there?
38877	What, will you keep me from our ancient home, And from the eternal revelry?
38877	Where are now the warring kings, Word be- mockers?--By the Rood Where are now the warring kings?
38877	Wherefore do they sell?
38877	Who will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep wood''s woven shade, And dance upon the level shore?
38877	Why should the like of us complain?
38877	Why should we starve for what may be but nothing?
38877	what would Heaven do without you, lady?
33505	Am I a good man according to the commandments?
33505	Are you working here?
33505	Art is art because it is not nature,I kept repeating to myself, but how could I take the same side with critic and washerwoman?
33505	But,said the dull man,"would you not have given us time to read it?"
33505	Did you ever hear him say''Marquess of Dimmesdale''?
33505	Does not Milton make pictures?
33505	Ellis,he had said,"how old are you?"
33505	Has your alchemical research had any success?
33505	Have my experiments and observations excluded the personal factor with sufficient rigour?
33505	How often do you go to the office?
33505	Is there a spirit in it?
33505	Lord, I was a leper and You healed me, what else can I do?
33505	O, what are the winds? 33505 Well, my children,"was the answer,"what is the good of giving lemons to those who want oranges?"
33505	What explanation did you give her?
33505	What is the difference?
33505	What portion in the world can the artist have, Who has awakened from the common dream, But dissipation and despair? 33505 What work is it?"
33505	What, already?
33505	Why not?
33505	''Have you quite determined to do it?''
33505	***** Is our Foundation Stone still unlaid when the more important streets are decorated for Queen Victoria''s Jubilee?
33505	***** Seek with thine eyes to pierce this crystal sphere: Canst read a fate there, prosperous and clear?
33505	A little further through the town he saw a young man following a harlot, and said,"Why do you dissolve your soul in debauchery?"
33505	And there is an old story still current in Dublin of Lady Wilde saying to a servant,"Why do you put the plates on the coal- scuttle?
33505	And what are the waters?
33505	Browning his psychological curiosity, Tennyson, as before him Shelley and Wordsworth, moral values that were not aesthetic values?
33505	But if he had changed every"has"into"hath"I would have let him, for had not we sunned ourselves in his generosity?
33505	But what could have deceived her in that final marvel?
33505	But what happens to the individual man whose moon has come to that fourth quarter, and what to the civilization...?
33505	But, if so, what part of the mind?
33505	Conversation constantly dwindled into"Do you like so and so''s last book?"
33505	Did he deceive us deliberately?
33505	Did he himself already foresee the moment when he would write_ The Dark Angel_?
33505	Did modern enlightenment think with Coste that Locke had the better logic, because it was not free to think otherwise?
33505	Did not Leonardo da Vinci warn the imaginative man against pre- occupation with arts that can not survive his death?
33505	Did they dread heresy, or had they no purpose but the greatest possible immediate effect?
33505	Does Minnaloushe know that her pupils Will pass from change to change, And that from round to crescent From crescent to round they range?
33505	Even when no facts of experience were denied, might not what had seemed logical proof be but a mechanism of change, an automatic impulse?
33505	Had he not been in Egypt?
33505	Had not Europe shared one mind and heart, until both mind and heart began to break into fragments a little before Shakespeare''s birth?
33505	Had not Matthew Arnold his faith in what he described as the best thought of his generation?
33505	Has it not been made by the sunlight and the sap?"
33505	Have not all races had their first unity from a polytheism, that marries them to rock and hill?
33505	He took the bundle of letters in his hand, but said,"Do these letters urge him to run away?
33505	He was always"supposing";"Suppose you had two millions what would you do with it?"
33505	His art is happy, but who knows his mind?
33505	How can you be a character actor, you who hate all our life, you who belong to a life that is a vision?"
33505	How could I tell, how can I tell even now?
33505	How many of these children will carry bomb or rifle when a little under or a little over thirty?
33505	How should he fail to know the Holy Land?
33505	How, too, could one separate the dogs of the country tale from those my uncle heard bay in his pillow?
33505	I can remember him at supper praising wine:"Why do people say it is prosaic to be inspired by wine?
33505	I formed with her an enduring friendship that was an enduring exasperation--"why do you play the part with a bent back and a squeak in the voice?
33505	I had been talking some time when Mrs Ellis came into the room and said,"Why are you sitting in the dark?"
33505	I said to the man who cut him down,"What did you say to each other?"
33505	I said upon meeting him later,"Would you have made the same rule in the case of Hogarth?"
33505	I said,"Have you ever seen an apparition?"
33505	I was on my way to Forest Hill; might it not come from some spirit Mathers had called up?
33505	In what month was it that I received a note inviting me to"coffee and cigarettes plentifully,"and signed"Yours quite cheerfully, Paul Verlaine?"
33505	Is it not certain that the Creator yawns in earthquake and thunder and other popular displays, but toils in rounding the delicate spiral of a shell?
33505	Love on: who cares?
33505	Nettleship did not mind its rejection, saying,"Who cares for such things now?
33505	Nettleship said to me:"Has Edwin Ellis ever said anything about the effect of drink upon my genius?"
33505	Perhaps fifty years ago I had been in less trouble, but what can one do when the age itself has come to_ Hodos Camelionis_?
33505	Should there not be some flutter of the nerve or stopping of the heart like that Macgregor experienced at the first meeting with a phantom?
33505	The world has become sad because a puppet was once melancholy,"I said,"Why do you change''sad''to''melancholy''?"
33505	Then passing from bedroom door to door he tried on the boots, and just as he got a pair to fit, a voice cried from the room:"Who is that?"
33505	Then she pauses, and after that her voice rises to a cry,"Must the graves of our dead go undecorated because Victoria has her Jubilee?"
33505	Then, too, from whence come the images of the dream?
33505	Though to be compared to Homer passed the time pleasantly, I had not been greatly perturbed had he stopped me with:"Is it a long story?"
33505	Was it that we lived in what is called"an age of transition"and so lacked coherence, or did we but pursue antithesis?
33505	Was it the mind of one of the visionaries?
33505	Was modern civilisation a conspiracy of the sub- conscious?
33505	Was she a trance medium, or in some similar state, one night in every week?"
33505	Was there an impassable barrier between those scratches and the trampled fields of rice?
33505	What are the chairs meant for?"
33505	What else had they ignored and distorted?
33505	What fixed law would our experiments leave to our imagination?
33505	What had Parnell, a landowner and a haughty man, to do with the peasant or the peasant''s grievance?
33505	What in comparison to that is your little, beggarly nationality?"
33505	What is_ King Lear_ but poor life staggering in the fog?"
33505	What will not people do for notoriety?"
33505	When I returned to my seat, Madame Blavatsky said,"What did you see?"
33505	When Mary Battle brought in the breakfast next morning, I said,"Well, Mary, did you dream anything last night?"
33505	When he stood up to go he said,"What is that?"
33505	Whence came that fine thought of music- making swords, that image of the garden, and many like images and thoughts?
33505	Who cares?
33505	Who made the story?
33505	Why are these strange souls born everywhere to- day?
33505	Why should we believe that religion can never bring round its antithesis?
33505	Wilde?''
33505	Willie Wilde received me with,"Who are you; what do you want?"
33505	Would I think it a wise thing if he bolted with Mrs B----?
33505	Yet Henley never wholly lost that first admiration, for after Wilde''s downfall he said to me:"Why did he do it?
33505	and his dispraising houses decorated by himself:"Do you suppose I like that kind of house?
33505	and the young man answered,"Lord, I was blind, and You healed me, what else can I do?"
33505	and"Suppose you were in Spain and in love how would you propose?"
33505	hath no cold wind swept your heart at all, In my sad company?
33505	or,"Do I realise my own nothingness before God?"
38349	A table with toys on it.__ Thomas Ruttledge._[_ Coming out on steps._] Paul, are you coming in to lunch?
38349	Algie are you coming my way?
38349	Am I not one of yourselves?
38349	And the Kingdom of God too?
38349	And what about the dividing of the money?
38349	And what about the rheumatism?
38349	Are they after you?
38349	Are you going to put a fine on the Colonel?
38349	Are you going to try and teach them?
38349	But would Paul think well of it?
38349	Ca n''t you see that the poultry have been scratching there?
38349	Come and have a talk; or will you have some lunch?
38349	Could you buy the whole of them?
38349	Could you ever understand, Georgina, that one gets tired of many charming things?
38349	Dancing?
38349	Did he ever get an answer?
38349	Did he see anything?
38349	Did n''t they, Charlie?
38349	Did you ever think that the roads are the only things that are endless; that one can walk on and on and on, and never be stopped by a gate or a wall?
38349	Did you reject all earthly images that came into your mind till the light began to gather?
38349	Do n''t you know me?
38349	Do n''t you remember what we talked of to- day?
38349	Do not your saints put all opponents to the rout by saying they alone of all mankind are happy?
38349	Do you hear them now and every roar out of them?
38349	Do you like it?
38349	Do you like it?
38349	Do you remember those strange ones I had at college?
38349	Do you see those marks over there on the grass?
38349	Do you think he will teach us to do cures like the friars used at Esker?
38349	Do you think you will have any kettles to mend when I come this way again?
38349	Do you want to come in?
38349	Dowler._ What we want to know is, are you going to send the people back to their work?
38349	Father Aloysius, will he wake soon?
38349	Green._ Do you want to lose all the world has gained since then?
38349	Green._ Has he stolen your clothes?
38349	Has this gentleman lived the Christian life?
38349	Have I forgotten anybody?
38349	Have n''t you a little book in your pack?
38349	Have you driven it away?
38349	Have you got your story ready?
38349	Have you meditated upon that?
38349	Have you not noticed that it is a complaint many of us have in this country?
38349	How can you have got such an idea?
38349	How did he find you out?
38349	How did you find me out, Charlie?
38349	How many public- houses are there in the village?
38349	How would you like champagne?
38349	I am Sibby; do n''t you remember me, Sibby, your wife?
38349	I found it very dull?
38349	I often wish I could change-- look here, will you change clothes with me?
38349	I wonder had he the misfortune to kill anybody?
38349	I wonder if he would join the Horticultural Society?
38349	I wonder is there e''er a tin can the maids in the house might want mended or any chairs to be bottomed?
38349	I wonder what was it he did?
38349	Is he all there?
38349	Is he praying still?
38349	Is there anything I can do for you?
38349	It''s a heartscald to us to leave you and you know that, but what can we do?
38349	JEROME takes the taper from him and lights the candles._] Why are you crying, Jerome?
38349	Joyce._ Have you a kiss for godfather to- day?
38349	Joyce._ What does all this mean?
38349	Let me introduce you to----_ Jerome._ What can you possibly gain by coming here?
38349	Let me see, is there anyone here who can write?
38349	Men, women, and children standing round._ PAUL RUTTLEDGE_ standing by a fire.__ Paul Ruttledge._ What do you mean by"tinning"the soldering iron?
38349	Paul, Paul, is it to leave you we must?
38349	Ruttledge._ But ca n''t you finish that after lunch?
38349	Ruttledge._ But they must stop when they come to the sea?
38349	Ruttledge._ Surely you are not going into the house with those clothes?
38349	Ruttledge._ What on earth has happened, and who on earth is that man?
38349	Ruttledge._[_ Coming out on steps._] Thomas, are you coming in?
38349	So what shall we get for the wedding party?
38349	Sure, what would make you think of me at all?
38349	Tell me, Father Jerome, did you ever listen in the middle of the night?
38349	That is to bring in law and number?
38349	There, will that do?
38349	This sort of things?
38349	Was he a friend of yours?
38349	Well, why not that as well as another?
38349	What about that?
38349	What are the stars beside them?
38349	What are they going to do to us?
38349	What are they going to do?
38349	What are we to do then?
38349	What did it say to him?
38349	What do you say we should have for our wedding party?
38349	What does it matter when we are under the nettles if it was with a short rope or a long one we were hanged?
38349	What does the length of our rope matter?
38349	What have you been doing all this time?
38349	What is it I am to do, Charlie?
38349	What should be wrong with me?
38349	What will he tell us, I wonder?
38349	What would you like, Sabina?
38349	When will you start to teach me that, Charlie?
38349	Where are the others?
38349	Where are the others?
38349	Where in the earthly world is Tommy the Song?
38349	Where is Brother Bartley?
38349	Where''s Tommy?
38349	Whist, ye divils ye, do n''t you see the new gentleman?
38349	Who was it set him praying, I wonder?
38349	Why would they think so much of the curse of one saint, and saints so plenty?
38349	Will you come back to the roads, Paul, to your old friends and to Sabina?
38349	Will you join in that scheme, Dowler?
38349	Will you make him swear it?
38349	Will you stay and listen?
38349	Will you swear it to me?
38349	Would you, Sabina?
38349	You have helped to enlist men for the army, I think?
38349	[ People_ rush in with sticks uplifted.__ One of the Mob._ Where are the heretics?
38349	[_ Coming closer._] But what is it you did?
38349	[_ Gets up on bin._] Why should the world go on?
38349	[_ He flings it back.__ Charlie Ward._ Are n''t you going to punish them anyway?
38349	[_ Holds out his hands and moves them like claws._] Sabina, would you like to see a beast with eyes hard and cold and blue, like sapphires?
38349	[_ Holds up his fingers in a ring._] Mr. Dowler, could you go through this?
38349	[_ Is going out.__ Thomas Ruttledge._ You have nothing against me, have you, Paul?
38349	[_ Sits down on the edge of iron table._] Did you never wish to be a witch, and to ride through the air on a white horse?
38349	[_ Slaps his shoulder._] That was too hard, was it?
38349	[_ Stretching out his arms._] Have any of these gentlemen been living the Christian life?
38349	[_ Takes her hand and hurries off.__ Charlie Ward._[_ Rings bell._] Are they sure to let you in, Paul?
38349	[_ To COLONEL LAWLEY._] Will you bring me the mallets?
38349	[_ To the others._] Will you come and join us?
38349	_ Aloysius._ God is taking care of him; what could men like us do for him?
38349	_ Aloysius._ The Charlie Ward you lived on the roads with?
38349	_ Aloysius._ What did you say?
38349	_ Boy._ Are you rich?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ But what about the cloak?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ Have you found that old bird of mine?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ Is it die and all that porter about?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ Is that so?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ What are you doing there, Tommy?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ What is it you were praying for, I would like to know?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ What kind of a wild beast is it you want?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._ What sort of a drink is that?
38349	_ Charlie Ward._[_ Turning._] What do you want?
38349	_ Colman._ Did you try the houses along the bog road?
38349	_ Colman._ Have you anything in the bag?
38349	_ Colman._ The widow Cloran''s cow?
38349	_ Colman._ What is it?
38349	_ Colman._ What is the matter?
38349	_ Colonel Lawley._ But what has this to do with the tinkers?
38349	_ Colonel Lawley._ Well, what is there to be ashamed of in that?
38349	_ Colonel Lawley._ What has become of Paul and Father Jerome?
38349	_ First Friar._ What are they doing?
38349	_ First Friar._ What on earth are they doing it for?
38349	_ First Friar._ Will he wake soon?
38349	_ Jerome._ Good God, Paul, what has happened?
38349	_ Jerome._ How can you think you will ever find happiness amongst their devils''mirth?
38349	_ Jerome._ I suppose you will not compare the happiness of these people with the happiness of saints?
38349	_ Jerome._ Listen for what?
38349	_ Jerome._ Paul, what are you doing here?
38349	_ Jerome._ Those visions of pulling something down?
38349	_ Jerome._ Were they devils, Paul, were they the deadly sins?
38349	_ Jerome._ What can you learn from them?
38349	_ Jerome._ What has brought you among such people as these?
38349	_ Jerome._ What marks?
38349	_ Jerome._ What sort of music do you mean?
38349	_ Jerome._ Where are the rest of his friends, Father Aloysius?
38349	_ Jerome._[_ Sitting down._] What is wrong with you?
38349	_ Molly the Scold._ What do they want at all?
38349	_ Paddy Cockfight._ Die, is it?
38349	_ Paddy Cockfight._ Where''s the good of a gentleman being here?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ A saint of mischief?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ A tinker; where do you live?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ A voice?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ And he did n''t catch you?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ And then?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ And why would n''t they tell me that?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ And you''d make a good tinker''s wife?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Are all their hands tied?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Did I ever preach?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Did he tell no one what the voice said to him?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Did they think it was a just war?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Did you ever, when the monastery was silent, and the dogs had stopped barking, listen till you heard music?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Do you pay much for a good fighting cock?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Do you want me?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Have you all been through your meditations?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ I think you have something to say, Colonel Lawley?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Is there any place we can have barrels brought to?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Like a Christian?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Never again?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Never?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Sabina, have you been always on the road with Charlie Ward and the others?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Sabina, will you marry me?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Those that are left of you?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ To make things?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ What do you say, Charlie?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ What has it gained?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Where do you get the cocks?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Where is Bartley?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Why are the people so much against you?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Why should you find fault with it?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._ Why, Sabina?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._[_ Gets down from his bin._] But you have not told me what you have come here for?
38349	_ Paul Ruttledge._[_ Putting his hand on the shoulders of two of the magistrates._] Have we not tried sobriety?
38349	_ Sabina Silver._ What''s your name, gentleman?
38349	_ Sabina Silver._ Will you promise me that you wo n''t beat me?
38349	_ Sabina Silver._ Wo n''t you speak to me, Paul?
38349	_ Sabina Silver._[_ Coming over._] What is it?
38349	_ Sabina Silver._[_ Laughs._] Do you pay much, Paddy?
38349	_ Second Friar._ What are they going to do now; are they going to dance?
38349	_ Second Friar._ What do they do it for?
38349	_ Second Friar._ What is Father Aloysius doing there?
38349	_ Thomas Ruttledge._ Oh, Paul, why have you upset the place like this?
38349	_ Thomas Ruttledge._ What is it?
38349	_ Thomas Ruttledge._ What is that creature you are clipping at now?
38349	_ Thomas Ruttledge._ Where are you going to?
38349	_ Thomas Ruttledge._ Wo n''t you come home, Paul?
38349	_ Tommy the Song._ But are you going to learn the trade?
38349	_ Tommy the Song._ Is the gentleman going to join us?
38349	_ Tommy the Song._ What way can you care him, Sibby?
38349	are you out of your mind?
38349	did anyone ever hear the like of that?
38349	we ca n''t go on living in this ruin?
38349	what has happened?