Questions

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identifier	question
4045	Ah, Ideea, mickonaree oee?
4045	And how, in the devil''s name, am I to get there?
4045	And it''s shipping yer after, my jewels, is it?
4045	Ay, Typee, my king of the cannibals, is it you I But I say, my lad, how''s that spar of your''n? 4045 But what''s all that frothing at the mouth?"
4045	Colic, sir?
4045	Halloa, who''s that croaking?
4045	Have you enough to eat, aboard? 4045 Oh, ye''ll pick up arter a while, Peter,"observed Zeke toward night, as Long Ghost was turning a great rib over the coals--"what d''ye think, Paul?"
4045	Olee?
4045	Only four months ago? 4045 Paul,"said he, at last,"you do n''t seem to be getting along; why do n''t you try the pepper sauce?"
4045	Peter,said he at last-- very gravely-- and after mature deliberation,"would you like to do the cooking?
4045	So the infernal scoundrels held out-- did they? 4045 So, then,"said he, after we had all passed over,"you are the sick fellows, are you?
4045	Those poor fellows I saw the other day-- the sick, I mean-- how are they?
4045	Was it not you that was taken off the island?
4045	Well, my lads--he began--"how do you find yourselves to- day?"
4045	What ails that fellow?
4045	What brings you in without orders?
4045	What do you want of me, you rascals?
4045	What does he say?
4045	What say you, Paul, suppose we step up?
4045	What then, Ropey?
4045	What''s his name?
4045	What''s that mean?
4045	What''s the matter?
4045	What''s the use of asking that?
4045	What''s this?
4045	What''s to be done with them?
4045	Where are they?
4045	Where is that light? 4045 Where''s that skulk, Chips?"
4045	Why not make the natives help?
4045	You know me, ah? 4045 You sabbee me?"
4045	And sweet as the treacle was, how could bread thus prepared and eaten in secret be otherwise than pleasant?
4045	And wherefore that sound?
4045	And, glancing at their hard lot in their own country, what marvel at their choice?
4045	As noon advanced, and no signs of a meal were visible, someone inquired whether we were to be boarded, as well as lodged, at the Hotel de Calabooza?
4045	But do you fancy they''ll let us stay, though?"
4045	But what of that?
4045	But what was to become of the doctor?
4045	But where were the sperm whales all this time?
4045	Come here, my young friend: I''m extremely sorry to see you associated with these bad men; do you know what it will end in?"
4045	Do you deny it you lubber?"
4045	Do you hear?
4045	Do you still refuse duty?"
4045	Here, you man with the knife, you''ll be putting someone''s eyes out yet; d''ye hear, you sir?
4045	I say now, Ropey, s''posing you were back to Holborn this morning, what would you have for breakfast, eh?"
4045	Jermin, Mr. Jermin-- carpenter, carpenter; what are you doing down there?
4045	Jermin?"
4045	Jermin?"
4045	Jermin?"
4045	Miss Guy, is that you?
4045	Once get us off on a pleasure trip, and with what face could we afterward refuse to work?
4045	Paul''s heartier; he can work in the field when it suits him; and before long, we''ll have ye at something more agreeable:--won''t we, Shorty?"
4045	Pretty good cheer, eh?"
4045	Round about the king''s house, And the small laughter?
4045	Several lines were repeated to us by Hardy, some of which, in a sort of colloquial chant he translated nearly thus:"Where is that sound?
4045	So what''s to be done?
4045	So willing to make everything as cheerful as possible, Shorty struck up,"Were you ever in Dumbarton?"
4045	Some of you know how to read, I presume?"
4045	There were the palm- trees; but how to account for the lady?
4045	We all looked blank-- what was to come next?
4045	What''s to be done, Paul?
4045	When will you give over?"
4045	Where are there any saved through your speech?
4045	Where was the Mowree?
4045	Where''s that respectable, gray- headed man, the cooper?
4045	Whoever thought of taking liberties with gruff Black Dan?
4045	Why Beretanee so great?
4045	Why did n''t you come off before this?"
4045	With so many sick, too, what could we expect to do in the fishery?
4045	You seem to have a good deal to say, who are you, pray; where did you ship?"
4045	and what does that mean, applied to a patient?"
4045	do you hear?"
4045	he cried, upon the first lull;"who told you all to speak at once?
4045	he exclaimed, with uplifted hands and cane,"what''s got into''em?
4045	my fine counsellor,"she shrieked;"ye persecute a lone old body like me for selling rum-- do ye?
4045	said he, smiling bewitchingly,"oee mickonaree; oee ready Biblee?"
4045	shouted the men,"are we not going into port?"
4045	shouted the physician;"who ever heard of anybody in a trance of the colic?"
4045	the same as drawling out--"By the bye, Miss Ideea, do you belong to the church?"
4045	what are you''bout there, Peter?"
4045	what d''ye mean?"
4045	what d''ye see?"
4045	what under the sun''s the matter with you?"
4045	who would have thought it?
4045	you see Capin Tootee-- well, how you like him?"
11231	And what is the reason?
11231	Are you looking for the silent man?
11231	Are you ready to go on and write now? 11231 Bartleby,"said I,"Ginger Nut is away; just step round to the Post Office, wo n''t you?
11231	Bartleby,said I,"I owe you twelve dollars on account; here are thirty- two; the odd twenty are yours.--Will you take it?"
11231	But what reasonable objection can you have to speak to me? 11231 Deranged?
11231	Does he want to starve? 11231 Eh!--He''s asleep, ai nt he?"
11231	Ginger Nut,said I, willing to enlist the smallest suffrage in my behalf,"what do you think of it?"
11231	He''s odd, ai nt he?
11231	How then would going as a companion to Europe, to entertain some young gentleman with your conversation,--how would that suit you?
11231	How would a bar- tender''s business suit you? 11231 How''s this?"
11231	How? 11231 In mercy''s name, who is he?"
11231	Introduce me, will you?
11231	Is this so?
11231	Nippers,said I,"what do_ you_ think of it?"
11231	Oh,_ prefer_? 11231 Think of it?"
11231	Turkey,said I,"what do you think of this?
11231	Well then, would you like to travel through the country collecting bills for the merchants? 11231 What are you doing here, Bartleby?"
11231	What do you mean? 11231 What earthly right have you to stay here?
11231	What is wanted?
11231	What is your answer, Bartleby?
11231	What word, sir?
11231	Who are you?
11231	Why, how now? 11231 Will you tell me, Bartleby, where you were born?"
11231	Will you tell me_ any thing_ about yourself?
11231	Will you, or will you not, quit me?
11231	Would you like a clerkship in a dry- goods store?
11231	You are decided, then, not to comply with my request-- a request made according to common usage and common sense?
11231	You_ will_ not?
11231	_ Prefer not_, eh?
11231	_ Why_ do you refuse?
11231	Am I not right?"
11231	And upon what ground could you procure such a thing to be done?--a vagrant, is he?
11231	And what could I say?
11231	And what further and deeper aberration might it not yet produce?
11231	Are you moon- struck?
11231	Are your eyes recovered?
11231	But how?
11231	But what could he be doing there?--copying?
11231	Could you copy a small paper for me this morning?
11231	Did you know Monroe Edwards?"
11231	Do you pay any rent?
11231	Do you pay my taxes?
11231	He would do nothing in the office: why should he stay there?
11231	How?
11231	In a word, will you do any thing at all, to give a coloring to your refusal to depart the premises?"
11231	Is it not so?
11231	May Mrs. Cutlets and I have the pleasure of your company to dinner, sir, in Mrs. Cutlets''private room?"
11231	Now what sort of business would you like to engage in?
11231	Now what was ginger?
11231	Or does he live without dining?"
11231	Or is this property yours?"
11231	Ought I to acknowledge it?
11231	Shall I acknowledge it?
11231	Shall I go and black his eyes?"
11231	So you were n''t acquainted with Monroe?"
11231	Surely you do not mean to persist in that mulish vagary?"
11231	Was Bartleby hot and spicy?
11231	Was any thing amiss going on?
11231	Was there any other thing in which I could procure myself to be ignominiously repulsed by this lean, penniless wight?--my hired clerk?
11231	What added thing is there, perfectly reasonable, that he will be sure to refuse to do?
11231	What do you think of it, Nippers?
11231	What do you think of it, Turkey?"
11231	What had one best do?
11231	What is it, sir, pray, that he_ prefers_ not to do now?"
11231	What shall I do?
11231	What shall I do?
11231	What then will you do?
11231	What was to be done?
11231	What was to be done?
11231	Will it be credited?
11231	Will you not speak?
11231	Wo n''t he dine to- day, either?
11231	Would I not be justified in immediately dismissing Bartleby?"
11231	Would you like to re- engage in copying for some one?"
11231	You will not thrust him, the poor, pale, passive mortal,--you will not thrust such a helpless creature out of your door?
11231	deranged is it?
11231	does it not sound like dead men?
11231	exclaimed I,"do no more writing?"
11231	exclaimed I;"suppose your eyes should get entirely well-- better than ever before-- would you not copy then?"
11231	he a vagrant, a wanderer, who refuses to budge?
11231	or help examine a few lines?
11231	or step round to the post- office?
11231	or, if nothing could be done, was there any thing further that I could_ assume_ in the matter?
11231	surely you will not have him collared by a constable, and commit his innocent pallor to the common jail?
11231	what next?"
11231	what ought I to do?
11231	you will not dishonor yourself by such cruelty?
12841	Your Zeres widow, will you hunt her up, Starr?
12841	''Why recall racking days Since set up anew are the slip''s started stays?
12841	AURORA BOREALIS_ Commemorative of the Dissolution of armies at the Peace_ May, 1865 What power disbands the Northern Lights After their steely play?
12841	Again to come, and win us too In likeness of a weed That as a god didst vainly woo, As man more vainly bleed?
12841	Ah, what may live, who mighty swim, Or boat- crew reach that shore forbid, Or cable span?
12841	And how if one here shift no more, Lodged by the flinging surge ashore?
12841	And man- of- war''s men, whereaway?
12841	Babbler?--O''what?
12841	But Captain Turret,_"Old Hemlock"_ tall,( A leaning tower when his tank brimmed all,) Manoeuvre out alive from the war did he?
12841	But his frigate, wife, his bride?
12841	But how of the soldiers on the other side?
12841	But is Reason still waiting for Passion to spend itself?
12841	But king o''the club, the gayest golden spark, Sailor o''sailors, what sailor do I mark?
12841	But rafts that strain, Parted, shall they lock again?
12841	But shall the New Redeem the pledge the Old Year made, Or prove a self- asserting heir?
12841	But what exactly do we mean by this?
12841	But what of that now?
12841	But what''s this I feel that is fanning my cheek, Matt?
12841	But where is his blazon?
12841	But where''s Guert Gan?
12841	But where''s that sore one, crabbed and- severe, Lieutenant Lon Lumbago, an arch scrutineer?
12841	Can others like old ensigns be, Bunting I hoisted to flutter at the gaff-- Rags in end that once were flags Gallant streaming from the staff?
12841	Can poor spite be?
12841	Competing still, ye huntsman- whalers, In leviathan''s wake what boat prevails?
12841	Composed in his nerves, from the fidgets set free, Tell, Sweet Wrinkles, alive now is he, In Paradise a parlor where the even tempers be?
12841	Cries the sea- fowl, hovering over,"Crew, the crew?"
12841	Degrade that tall fellow?"
12841	Do we dread lest the repose may be deceptive?
12841	Duty?
12841	Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong, How can we praise?
12841	For how when the drums beat?
12841	Have currents swerved us-- snared us here?"
12841	How in the fray In Hampton Roads on the fine balmy day?
12841	II Shall code or creed a lure afford To win all selves to Love''s accord?
12841	Is this the proud City?
12841	Little but these?
12841	MALVERN HILL July, 1862 Ye elms that wave on Malvern Hill In prime of morn and May, Recall ye how McClellan''s men Here stood at bay?
12841	Magnanimous, you think?--But what does Dick see?
12841	Must merited fame endure time''s wrong-- Glory''s ripe grape wizen up to a raisin?
12841	Must victors drown-- Perish, even as the vanquished did?
12841	Never their colors with a dip dived under; Have they hauled them down in a lack- lustre day, Or beached their boats in the Far, Far Away?
12841	Of North or South they reeked not then, Warm passion cursed the cause of war: Can Africa pay back this blood Spilt on Potomac''s shore?
12841	Or rubicund, flying a dignified pennant?
12841	Or signals flashed to warn or ward?
12841	Or, too old for that, drift under the lee?
12841	Recall them?
12841	Shall Manassas and Chickamauga be retorted for Chattanooga and Richmond?
12841	Shall Time with creeping influence cold Unnerve and cow?
12841	Shall censorious superiority assumed by one section provoke defiant self- assertion on the other?
12841	Shall faith abjure her skies, Or pale probation blench her down To shrink from Truth so still, so lone Mid loud gregarious lies?
12841	Shall nobleness in victory less aspire Than in reverse?
12841	Slipt their cables, rattled their adieu,( Whereaway pointing?
12841	Still heads he the van?
12841	Such scurvy doom could the chances deal To Top- Gallant Harry and Jack Genteel?
12841	THE TUFT OF KELP All dripping in tangles green, Cast up by a lonely sea If purer for that, O Weed, Bitterer, too, are ye?
12841	TO NED Where is the world we roved, Ned Bunn?
12841	That Voice, pitched in far monotone, Shall it swerve?
12841	The flag and your kin, how be true unto both?
12841	Then, promenading aft, brushing fat Purser Smart,"Flog?
12841	This may seem a flat conclusion; but, in view of the last five years, may there not be latent significance in it?
12841	Upon differences in debate shall acrimonious recriminations be exchanged?
12841	V Rejected once on higher plain, O Love supreme, to come again Can this be thine?
12841	VI Curled in the comb of yon billow Andean, Is it the Dragon''s heaven- challenging crest?
12841	Warred one for Right, and one for Wrong?
12841	We have sung of the soldiers and sailors, but who shall hymn the politicians?
12841	Well, so let it be; But shall the North sin worse, and stand the Pharisee?
12841	Were the Unionists and Secessionists but as Guelphs and Ghibellines?
12841	What could they else-- North or South?
12841	What heart but spurns at precedent And warnings of the wise, Contemned foreclosures of surprise?
12841	What if the gulfs their slimed foundations bare?
12841	What will be the temper of those Southern members?
12841	Where is Ap Catesby?
12841	Where sails he now, that trim sailing- master, Slender, yes, as the ship''s sky- s''l pole?
12841	Where''s Commander All- a- Tanto?
12841	Where''s Glenn o''the gun- room, who loved Hot- Scotch-- Glen, prompt and cool in a perilous watch?
12841	Where''s Jewsharp Jim?
12841	Where''s Orlop Bob singing up from below?
12841	Where''s Rhyming Ned?
12841	Where''s Ringadoon Joe?
12841	Where''s flaxen- haired Phil?
12841	Wherefore in a clear sky do we still turn our eyes toward the South as the Neapolitan, months after the eruption, turns his toward Vesuvius?
12841	Which mocked at the coal- black Angel?
12841	Whither, whither, merchant- sailors, Whitherward now in roaring gales?
12841	Who here forecasteth the event?
12841	Who sighs to be wise, when wine in him flares?
12841	Who takes the census under the sea?
12841	Who with wine in him fears?
12841	Why is not the cessation of war now at length attended with the settled calm of peace?
12841	Why turn to a painted shroud?
12841	Wife, where be all these blades, I wonder, Pennoned fine fellows, so strong, so gay?
12841	Wife, where be all these chaps, I wonder?
12841	Would blacksmiths brown Into smithereens smite the solid old renown?
12841	Yet cast about in blind amaze-- As through their watery shroud they peer:"We tacked from land: then how betrayed?
12841	_ Now_ shall we fire?
12841	a gray lieutenant?
12841	and, confronted by them, what will be the mood of our own representatives?
12841	are they Northern Lights?
12841	has he spun his last canto?
12841	shall it deviate ever?
12841	the heart Pine for the heartless ones enrolled With palterers of the mart?
12841	the scorner Which never would yield the ground?
12841	to what rendezvous?)
12841	who thinks of his cares?
12384	''Tis not from Mosby? 12384 And do you think it?
12384	But what comes here?
12384	ComeThe Colonel cried,"to talk you''re loath; D''ve hear?
12384	From reason who can urge the plea-- Freemen conquerors of the free? 12384 Go where?"
12384	How? 12384 Of course; but what''s that dangling there""Where?"
12384	Stand up, my heart; be strong; what matter If here thou seest thy welded tomb? 12384 Still silent, friend?
12384	What dead?
12384	("A night- ride, eh?")
12384	A gable time- stained peeps through trees:"You mind the fight in the haunted house?
12384	A grudge?
12384	A stoic he, but even more: The iron will and lion thew Were strong to inflict as to endure: Who like him could stand, or pursue?
12384	A third-- a fourth-- Gun- boat and transport in Indian file Upon the war- path, smooth from the North; But the watch may they hope to beguile?
12384	A voice comes out from these charnel- fields, A plaintive yet unheeded one:_''Died all in vain?
12384	And Mosby?
12384	And comes he there?
12384	And life once over, who shall tell the rest?
12384	And who shall go Storming the swarmers in jungles dread?
12384	But dis I know--""Well, what?"
12384	But how of the soldiers on the other side?
12384	But is Reason still waiting for Passion to spend itself?
12384	But stay- the Colonel-- did he charge?
12384	But what delays?
12384	But what exactly do we mean by this?
12384	But who shall hymn the roman heart?
12384	Can no final good be wrought?
12384	Can poor spite be?
12384	Confirm the curse?
12384	Could he dare Disdain the Paradise of opening joy Which beckons the fresh heart every where?
12384	Day- fights and night- fights; sore is the strees; Look, through the pines what line comes on?
12384	Did all the lets and bars appear To every just or larger end, Whence should come the trust and cheer?
12384	Do North and South the sin retain Of Yorkist and Lancastrian?
12384	Do we dread lest the repose may be deceptive?
12384	Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong, How can we praise?
12384	Freely will Southen men with Northern mate?
12384	Had Earth no charm to stay the Boy From the martyr- passion?
12384	Had Mosby plotted there?
12384	Has Time Gone back?
12384	Have we gamed and lost?
12384	He has his fame; But that mad dash at death, how name?
12384	Her Kinsmen?
12384	How shall I speak?
12384	How shall I speak?
12384	I here implore your hand; Dumb still?
12384	In Unions name forever alienate?
12384	In fear of Mosby?
12384	In the recent convulsion has the crater but shifted?
12384	Intestine rancor would you bide, Nursing eleven sliding daggers in your side?
12384	Is this the proud City?
12384	Little but these?
12384	Longstreet slants through the hauntedness?
12384	May I read?"
12384	Nutting, nutting-- Who''ll''list to go a- nutting?_ Ah!
12384	Of North or South they recked not then, Warm passion cursed the cause of war: Can Africa pay back this blood Spilt on Potomac''s shore?
12384	One''s buttons shine-- does Mosby see?
12384	Or Mosby''s men but watchmen there?
12384	Proscribe?
12384	Reap victory''s fruit while sound the core; What sounder fruit than re- established law?
12384	Seven prisoners gone?
12384	Shall Time, avenging every woe, To us that joy allot Which Israel thrilled when Sisera''s brow Showed gaunt and showed the clot?
12384	Shall nobleness in victory less aspire Than in reverse?
12384	Shall the great North go Sylla''s way?
12384	So strong to suffer, shall we be Weak to contend, and break The sinews of the Oppressor''s knee That grinds upon the neck?
12384	So, then, Solidity''s a crust-- The core of fire below; All may go well for many a year, But who can think without a fear Of horrors that happen so?
12384	Speak out?
12384	The black?
12384	The blacks-- should we our arm withdraw, Would that betray them?
12384	The first boat melts; and a second keel Is blent with the foliaged shade-- Their midnight rounds have the rebel officers made?
12384	The grizzled Major smoked, and heard:"But what''s that-- Mosby?"
12384	The man in the grass-- can he mount and away?
12384	They brushed the foe before them( Shall gnats impede the bull?
12384	This may seem a flat conclusion; but in view of the last five years, may there not be latent significance in it?
12384	Upon differences in debate shall acrimonious recriminations be exchanged?
12384	Warred one for Right, and one for Wrong?
12384	Was it Treason''s retribution-- Necessity the plea?
12384	We have sung of the soldiers and sailors, but who shall hymn the politicians?
12384	Were the Unionists and Secessionists but as Guelphs and Ghibellines?
12384	What best to do?
12384	What could they else-- North or South?
12384	What gloomed them?
12384	What heart but spurns at precedent And warnings of the wise, Contemned foreclosures of surprise?
12384	What if the gulfs their slimed foundations bare?
12384	What if the night be drear, and the blast Ghostly shrieks?
12384	What mean these peals from every tower, And crowds like seas that sway?
12384	What power disbands the Northern Lights After their steely play?
12384	What will be the temper of those Southern members?
12384	What, holding back?
12384	When blood returns to the shrunken vein, Shall the wound of the Nation bleed again?
12384	Wherefore in a clear sky do we still turn our eyes toward the South, as the Neapolitan, months after the eruption, turns his toward Vesuvius?
12384	Which mocked at the coal- black Angel?
12384	Who could Antietam''s wreath foretell?
12384	Who has gone up with a shouting And a trumpet in the night?
12384	Who here forecasteth the event?
12384	Who shall go chestnutting when October returns?
12384	Why is not the cessation of war now at length attended with the settled calm of peace?
12384	Ye elms that wave on Malvern Hill In prime of morn and May, Recall ye how McClellan''s men Here stood at bay?
12384	_ Did the Fathers feel mistrust?
12384	_ Is life but a dream?
12384	_ Now_ shall we fire?
12384	_ Where are the birds and boys?
12384	all fellowship fled?
12384	an open snare?
12384	and so, In the dream do men laugh aloud?
12384	and, confronted by them, what will be the mood of our own representatives?
12384	can grudges be?
12384	demanded Captain Cloud;"Back into bondage?
12384	elope?"
12384	he eagerly replied,"And thank you, Colonel, but-- any guile?
12384	how many found you there""As many as I bring you here""And no one hurt?"
12384	hurt much, Mink?
12384	infix the hate?
12384	keep away, and fear The ambuscade in bushes here._"A green song that,"a seargeant said;"But where''s poor Pansy?
12384	prolong the evil day?
12384	shall Manassas and Chickamauga be retorted for Chattanooga and Richmond?
12384	shall censorious superiority assumed by one section provoke defiant self- assertion on the other?
12384	the face of the dead: Who shall the withering news impart?
12384	the scorner Which never would yield the ground?
12384	their rollicking staves Make frolic the heart; beating time with their swords, What care they if Winter raves?
12384	they gave you too much rope-- Go back to Mosby, eh?
12384	turning--"Captain Cloud, you mind The place where the escort went-- so shady?
12384	what mean yon men?
12384	what say?
12384	what so cast them down, And changed the cheer that late they took, As double- guarded now they rode Between the files of moody men?
12384	where shall the people be sought?
12384	why should good fellows foemen be?
15859	And at present, Señor, all on board, I suppose?
15859	And from what port are you last?
15859	And how long has this been?
15859	And meantime, did no other vessel pass the isle?
15859	And obedient in all else? 15859 And prayer?"
15859	And the balance you took in specie, perhaps?
15859	And there, Señor, you exchanged your sealskins for teas and silks, I think you said?
15859	And what is the reason?
15859	And what wearies you of it now?
15859	And will be to- night, Señor?
15859	Are you frantic? 15859 Are you looking for the silent man?"
15859	Are you mad? 15859 Are you ready to go on and write now?
15859	Bartleby,said I,"Ginger Nut is away; just step around to the Post Office, wo n''t you?
15859	Bartleby,said I,"I owe you twelve dollars on account; here are thirty- two; the odd twenty are yours-- Will you take it?"
15859	But died of the fever?
15859	But tell me, has he not, so far as you have known him, always proved a good, worthy fellow?
15859	But the night?
15859	But these mild trades that now fan your cheek, do they not come with a human- like healing to you? 15859 But what reasonable objection can you have to speak to me?
15859	But, do you not go walk at times? 15859 Cape Horn?--who spoke of Cape Horn?"
15859	Deranged? 15859 Do I dream?
15859	Does he want to starve? 15859 Don Benito,"said Captain Delano quickly,"do you see what is going on there?
15859	Eh!--He''s asleep, ai n''t he?
15859	Excuse me, Don Benito,said Captain Delano,"but this scene surprises me; what means it, pray?"
15859	Ginger Nut,said I, willing to enlist the smallest suffrage in my behalf,"what do_ you_ think of it?"
15859	Hark!--sure we left no soul above?
15859	He''s odd, ai n''t he?
15859	How did you come to cross the isle this morning, then, Hunilla?
15859	How is this, Bannadonna?
15859	How would a bar- tender''s business suit you? 15859 How''s this?"
15859	How, Bannadonna? 15859 How, then, would going as a companion to Europe, to entertain some young gentleman with your conversation-- how would that suit you?"
15859	How? 15859 How?"
15859	How?
15859	In mercy''s name, who is he?
15859	Introduce me, will you?
15859	Is there no other cure, or charm?
15859	Is this so?
15859	Nay, Señor;--but--"You do not speak; but_ what_, Hunilla?
15859	Nippers,said I,"what do_ you_ think of it?"
15859	Nor those in belfries? 15859 Of what use is your rod, then?"
15859	Oh,_ prefer_? 15859 On board this ship?"
15859	Sir, will you be so good as to tell me your business? 15859 Sir,"said I, bowing politely,"have I the honor of a visit from that illustrious god, Jupiter Tonans?
15859	So it seems; but what is it for?
15859	Some happy one,returned I, starting;"and why do you think that?
15859	Tell me, Don Benito,continued his companion with increased interest,"tell me, were these gales immediately off the pitch of Cape Horn?"
15859	Tell me, Don Benito,he added, with a smile--"I should like to have your man here, myself-- what will you take for him?
15859	The hottest, weariest hour of day, you mean? 15859 The shadow''s?
15859	There were more days,said our Captain;"many, many more; why did you not go on and notch them, too, Hunilla?"
15859	Think of it?
15859	This house? 15859 Turkey,"said I,"what do you think of this?
15859	Well, Bannadonna,said the chief,"how long ere you are ready to set the clock going, so that the hour shall be sounded?
15859	Well, then, would you like to travel through the country collecting bills for the merchants? 15859 What are you doing here, Bartleby?"
15859	What do you mean? 15859 What do you say, Hunilla?"
15859	What do you?
15859	What earthly right have you to stay here? 15859 What have I said?"
15859	What is wanted?
15859	What word, sir?
15859	What, pray, was Atufal''s offense, Don Benito?
15859	What? 15859 Who are you?"
15859	Why, how now? 15859 Will you tell me, Bartleby, where you were born?"
15859	Will you tell me_ anything_ about yourself?
15859	Will you, or will you not, quit me?
15859	Would you like a clerkship in a dry- goods store?
15859	You are decided, then, not to comply with my request-- a request made according to common usage and common sense?
15859	You are saved,cried Captain Delano, more and more astonished and pained;"you are saved: what has cast such a shadow upon you?"
15859	You have tried the pillow, then?
15859	You mean this shaggy shadow-- the nigh one? 15859 You saw ships pass, far away; you waved to them; they passed on;--was that it, Hunilla?"
15859	You see his head, his face?
15859	You_ will_ not?
15859	Your eyes rest but on your work; what do you speak of?
15859	Your ships generally go-- go more or less armed, I believe, Señor?
15859	_ Prefer not_, eh?
15859	_ Why_ do you refuse?
15859	A foolish thought: why do I think it?
15859	A pretty big bone though, seems to me.--What?
15859	After the lightning is beheld, what fool shall stay the thunder- bolt?
15859	Ah, heaven, when man thus keeps his faith, wilt thou be faithless who created the faithful one?
15859	Am I not right?"
15859	And here, in calm spaces at the heads of glades, and on the shaded tops of slopes commanding the most quiet scenery-- what do you think I saw?
15859	And might not that same undiminished Spanish crew, alleged to have perished off to a remnant, be at that very moment lurking in the hold?
15859	And respectful?"
15859	And upon what ground could you procure such a thing to be done?--a vagrant, is he?
15859	And want to get into the harbor, do n''t you?"
15859	And what could I say?
15859	And what further and deeper aberration might it not yet produce?
15859	And why do n''t he, man- fashion, use the knocker, instead of making that doleful undertaker''s clatter with his fist against the hollow panel?
15859	And yet, when he roused himself, dilated his chest, felt himself strong on his legs, and coolly considered it-- what did all these phantoms amount to?
15859	Any of your rods there?"
15859	Are not lonely Kentuckians, ploughing, smit in the unfinished furrow?
15859	Are you moon- struck?
15859	Are you so grossly ignorant as not to know, that the height of a six- footer is sufficient to discharge an electric cloud upon him?
15859	Are your eyes recovered?
15859	Arms in the hands of trodden slaves?
15859	At last, puzzled to comprehend the meaning of such a knot, Captain Delano addressed the knotter:--"What are you knotting there, my man?"
15859	Besides, who ever heard of a white so far a renegade as to apostatize from his very species almost, by leaguing in against it with negroes?
15859	Boys and bob- o- links, do they never come a- berrying up here?"
15859	But how come sailors with jewels?--or with silk- trimmed under- shirts either?
15859	But how?
15859	But if not a lunatic, what then?
15859	But if that story was not true, what was the truth?
15859	But if the whites had dark secrets concerning Don Benito, could then Don Benito be any way in complicity with the blacks?
15859	But look, what are yon wobegone regiments drawn up on the next shelf above?
15859	But the past is passed; why moralize upon it?
15859	But then, might not general distress, and thirst in particular, be affected?
15859	But then, what could be the object of enacting this play of the barber before him?
15859	But what are these particular precautions of yours?
15859	But what could he be doing there?--copying?
15859	But what then, thought Captain Delano, glancing towards his now nearing boat-- what then?
15859	But, if damps abound at times in Westminster Abbey, because it is so old, why not within this monastery of mountains, which is older?
15859	By your order, of course?"
15859	Come, all day you have been my host; would you have hospitality all on one side?"
15859	Could it have been a jewel?
15859	Could you copy a small paper for me this morning?
15859	Deborah?--Where''s Jael, pray?"
15859	Did indisposition forbid?
15859	Did the secret involve aught unfavorable to his captain?
15859	Did they not seem put with much the same object with which the burglar or assassin, by day- time, reconnoitres the walls of a house?
15859	Did this imply one brief, repentant relenting at the final moment, from some iniquitous plot, followed by remorseless return to it?
15859	Did you ever lay eye on the real genuine Equator?
15859	Did you hear of the event at Montreal last year?
15859	Did you know Monroe Edwards?"
15859	Did you not see it?
15859	Did you sail from port without boats, Don Benito?"
15859	Do n''t you see him?
15859	Do you pay any rent?
15859	Do you pay my taxes?
15859	Does any balloonist, does the outlooking man in the moon, take a broader view of space?
15859	Does your beat extend into the Canadas?"
15859	Glancing towards the hammock as he entered, Captain Delano said,"You sleep here, Don Benito?"
15859	Going to the captain he said,"Sir, shall I put off in a boat?
15859	Good hand, I trust?
15859	Hark!--Dreadful!--Will you order?
15859	Has he been robbing the trunks of the dead cabin- passengers?
15859	Have you a rug in the house?
15859	Have you ever, in the largest sense, toed the Line?
15859	He is like one flayed alive, thought Captain Delano; where may one touch him without causing a shrink?
15859	He would do nothing in the office; why should he stay there?
15859	How did you know it?
15859	How?
15859	If some books are deemed most baneful and their sale forbid, how, then, with deadlier facts, not dreams of doting men?
15859	If we sought to tell others, what the wiser were they?
15859	In a word, will you do anything at all, to give a coloring to your refusal to depart the premises?"
15859	In view of the description given, may one be gay upon the Encantadas?
15859	Is it not so?
15859	Is it that I live so lonesome, and know nothing?"
15859	Is there any part of my house I may touch with hopes of my life?"
15859	Is this voluntary on their part, Don Benito, or have you appointed them shepherds to your flock of black sheep?"
15859	Know you not that yon iron bar is a swift conductor?
15859	Know you not, that the heated air and soot are conductors;--to say nothing of those immense iron fire- dogs?
15859	Look at this specimen one?
15859	Man avoid man?
15859	May I ask how many men have you, Señor?"
15859	No?
15859	Now what sort of business would you like to engage in?
15859	Now, what was ginger?
15859	Now, which side?
15859	Or does he live without dining?"
15859	Or is this property yours?"
15859	Or was the Spaniard less hardened than the Jew, who refrained not from supping at the board of him whom the same night he meant to betray?
15859	Ought I to acknowledge it?
15859	Pray, will you tell me where and how one may be safe in a time like this?
15859	Shall I acknowledge it?
15859	Shall I go and black his eyes?"
15859	Shall I put down your name?
15859	So you were n''t acquainted with Monroe?"
15859	Sun gild this house?
15859	Surely you do not mean to persist in that mulish vagary?"
15859	Tell me at once, which is, in your opinion, the safest part of this house?
15859	That the ship had unlawfully come into the Spaniard''s possession?
15859	The Spaniard, still with a guilty shuffle, repeated his question:"And-- and will be to- night, Señor?"
15859	There now, do you mark that?
15859	To assume a sort of roving cadetship in the maritime affairs of such a house, what more likely scheme for a young knave of talent and spirit?
15859	Under the circumstances, would a gentleman, nay, any honest boor, act the part now acted by his host?
15859	Upon gaining that vicinity, might not the San Dominick, like a slumbering volcano, suddenly let loose energies now hid?
15859	Was Bartleby hot and spicy?
15859	Was anything amiss going on?
15859	Was it not at Criggan last week, about midnight on Saturday, that the steeple, the big elm, and the assembly- room cupola were struck?
15859	Was the negro now lying in wait?
15859	Was there any other thing in which I could procure myself to be ignominiously repulsed by this lean, penniless wight?--my hired clerk?
15859	Well, well, he looks like a murderer, does n''t he?
15859	Were those previous misgivings of Captain Delano''s about to be verified?
15859	What a pleasant voice he has, too?"
15859	What added thing is there, perfectly reasonable, that he will be sure to refuse to do?
15859	What do you think of it, Nippers?
15859	What do you think of it, Turkey?"
15859	What had one best do?
15859	What imported all those day- long enigmas and contradictions, except they were intended to mystify, preliminary to some stealthy blow?
15859	What is it, sir, pray, that he_ prefers_ not to do now?"
15859	What meant this?
15859	What other bodily being possesses such a citadel wherein to resist the assaults of Time?
15859	What outlandish beings are these?
15859	What say you, Don Benito, will you?"
15859	What shall I do?
15859	What shall I do?
15859	What was that which so sparkled?
15859	What was to be done?
15859	What was to be done?
15859	What will you have for dinner to- day?"
15859	What, then, will you do?
15859	When those are given, and the-- block yonder,"pointing towards the canvas screen,"when Haman there, as I merrily call him,--him?
15859	Who are you?"
15859	Who has empowered you, you Tetzel, to peddle round your indulgences from divine ordinations?
15859	Who is this that chooses a time of thunder for making calls?
15859	Who would murder Amasa Delano?
15859	Who, by his own confession, had stationed him there?
15859	Why decline the invitation to visit the sealer that evening?
15859	Why should it?
15859	Why was the Spaniard, so superfluously punctilious at times, now heedless of common propriety in not accompanying to the side his departing guest?
15859	Will it be credited?
15859	Will master go into the cuddy?"
15859	Will you buy?
15859	Will you not speak?
15859	Will you order one of my rods?
15859	With half a mile of sea between, how could her two enchanted arms aid those four fated ones?
15859	Wo n''t he dine to- day, either?
15859	Would I not be justified in immediately dismissing Bartleby?"
15859	Would fifty doubloons be any object?"
15859	Would you like to re- engage in copying for some one?"
15859	You are part owner of ship and cargo, I presume; but none of the slaves, perhaps?"
15859	You judge some rich one lives there?"
15859	You will not thrust him, the poor, pale, passive mortal-- you will not thrust such a helpless creature out of your door?
15859	Your rod rusts, or breaks, and where are you?
15859	deranged is it?
15859	does it not sound like dead men?
15859	exclaimed I,"do no more writing?"
15859	exclaimed I;"suppose your eyes should get entirely well-- better than ever before-- would you not copy then?"
15859	have you saved my life, Señor, and are you now going to throw away your own?"
15859	he a vagrant, a wanderer, who refuses to budge?
15859	hearing a sound,"was that the wind?"
15859	is that-- a footfall above?"
15859	or help examine a few lines?
15859	or step round to the post- office?
15859	or, if nothing could be done, was there anything further that I could_ assume_ in the matter?
15859	surely you will not have him collared by a constable, and commit his innocent pallor to the common jail?
15859	there, on the long hill- side: the field before, the woods behind; the white shines out against their blue; do n''t you mark it?
15859	what a crash!--Have you ever been struck-- your premises, I mean?
15859	what next?"
15859	what ought I to do?
15859	what rank and file of large strange fowl?
15859	what sea Friars of Orders Gray?
15859	you will not dishonor yourself by such cruelty?
53861	A bug come out of this table? 53861 Ah, what they call''Poor Man''s Pudding,''I suppose you mean?"
53861	Ah? 53861 Ah?
53861	Ah? 53861 Ah?
53861	Ah?
53861	Ai n''t that a boy, sitting like Zaccheus in yonder tree of the orchard on the other bank? 53861 Am I Yorpy, boy?
53861	And how did it come there? 53861 And if he ca n''t prove that; what, then?"
53861	And must you not admit, sir, that it is the work of-- of-- of sp--?
53861	And now, Professor,said I,"what do you think of it?"
53861	And the children?
53861	And was not that what you asked about? 53861 And what did you do with it?"
53861	Are you sure?
53861	Bug?
53861	Bug?
53861	Bursts?--collapses?
53861	But do n''t you think, though,hinted I,"that the sculptor, whoever he was, carved the laugh too much into a grin-- a sort of sardonical grin?"
53861	But how got this strange, pretty creature into the table?
53861	But is it not miraculous,said Anna,"how a bug should come out of a table?"
53861	But is it not wonderful, very wonderful?
53861	But suppose he can not say exactly; what, then?
53861	But tell me, this warm spring snow may answer very well, as you say; but how is it with the cold snows of the long, long winters here?
53861	But this ticking-- this ticking?
53861	But when is Mr. Scribe to begin to pull it down?
53861	But why pull so far, dear uncle, upon the present occasion? 53861 But wo n''t the cock be prevailed upon to join us?"
53861	But, Mr. Scribe,said I, stroking my chin,"have you allowed for the walls, both main and sectional?
53861	But, surely, my friend, you do not call that charity-- feeding kings at that rate?
53861	But, wife,said I,"the chimney-- consider the chimney: if you demolish the foundation, what is to support the superstructure?"
53861	Certainly; what else should a paper- factory make?
53861	Come, Standard,he gleefully cried to my friend,"are you not going to the circus?
53861	Did n''t you hear''em_ ask_ for it?
53861	Did you ever hear of Master Betty?
53861	Did you never hear of the''Poor Man''s Eye- water''?
53861	Did you see a tumbler here on this table when you swept the room?
53861	Did you see it come out?
53861	Do look at the chimney,she began;"ca n''t you see that something must be in it?"
53861	Do n''t you turn out anything but foolscap at this machine?
53861	Do n''t_ you_ like it? 53861 Do you hear any more ticking?"
53861	Do you see this crack?
53861	Do you see this hole, this crack here?
53861	Does it never stop-- get clogged?
53861	Does not this disturb Mrs. Merrymusk and the sick children?
53861	Does that thin cobweb there,said I, pointing to the sheet in its more imperfect stage,"does that never tear or break?
53861	Genius? 53861 Gold digging, sir?"
53861	Have n''t I Trumpet? 53861 Have not live toads been found in the hearts of dead rocks, as old as creation?"
53861	He do n''t play the spy on you, does he?
53861	Heavens, mamma-- you are not going to take up the carpet?
53861	His true name?
53861	How can I hear it, if you make such a noise? 53861 How is it, that your sick family like this crowing?"
53861	How?
53861	Is James Rose within there?
53861	Is it not an unusual thing, this?
53861	Is there any hope of your wife''s recovery?
53861	Is there no horse- shed here, Sir?
53861	It ai n''t full of combustibles? 53861 It does not disturb them, then?"
53861	Merrymusk, will you present me to your wife and children?
53861	Moses? 53861 Mrs. Merrymusk and children?"
53861	My dear,said I,"we have plenty of other tables; why be so particular?"
53861	My friend, have you heard an extraordinary cock- crow of late?
53861	My friend,said I, addressing this woeful mortal,"have you heard an extraordinary cock- crow of late?"
53861	My friend,said I,"do you know of any gentleman hereabouts who owns an extraordinary cock?"
53861	No; do n''t I own that cock, and have n''t I refused five hundred dollars for him?
53861	Nonsense,said my wife,"Who ever heard of a ticking table?
53861	Now tell me,said she, addressing me, as soon as they had withdrawn,"now tell me truly, did a bug really come out of this crack in the table?"
53861	Now, Julia,said I,"after that scientific statement of the case( though, I confess, I do n''t exactly understand it) where are your spirits?
53861	One moment, my girl; is there no shed hereabouts which I may drive into?
53861	Please, marm,said Biddy, now entering the room, with hat and shawl--"please, marm, will you pay me my wages?"
53861	Pray is not that the Signor Beneventano?
53861	Secret ash- hole, wife, why do n''t you have it? 53861 Shall I go to the wood- house for it, or will you?"
53861	Simple boy,quoth my uncle,"would you have some malignant spy steal from me the fruits of ten long years of high- hearted, persevering endeavor?
53861	Sir,said I,"excuse me, but I am a countryman of yours, and would ask, if so be you own any Shanghais?"
53861	Sir,said I,"is there one of your Shanghais which far exceeds all the others in the lustiness, musicalness, and inspiring effects of his crow?"
53861	Sir?
53861	Smoke? 53861 Something of an Orpheus, ah?"
53861	Spirits? 53861 Spirits?"
53861	Tell me true?
53861	That magic cock-- what will you take for him?
53861	That sad fire on the river- side, you mean, unhousing so many of the poor?
53861	The children?
53861	The great English prodigy, who long ago ousted the Siddons and the Kembles from Drury Lane, and made the whole town run mad with acclamation?
53861	The man, then, I saw below is a bachelor, is he?
53861	Then why cross the ocean, and rifle the grave to drag his remains into this living discussion?
53861	Then''Poor Man''s Manure''is''Poor Man''s Eye- water''too?
53861	This ticking,said my wife;"do you think that another bug will come of this continued ticking?"
53861	To- morrow?
53861	Well, Helmstone,said Standard, inaudibly drumming on the slab,"what do you think of your new acquaintance?"
53861	Well, how long was it?
53861	Well, old man,said she,"who is it from, and what is it about?"
53861	Well, then, did you ever eat of a''Poor Man''s Pudding''?
53861	Well,said my smiling host,"what do you think of the Temple here, and the sort of life we bachelors make out to live in it?"
53861	What devil, wife, prompted you to crawl into the ash- hole? 53861 What makes those girls so sheet- white, my lad?"
53861	What of that?
53861	What then? 53861 What will you take for Signor Beneventano?"
53861	What, pray, Mr. Scribe;_ what_ can be done?
53861	What, what?
53861	What, wife?
53861	When will they begin?
53861	Where did you get it?
53861	Where do you get such hosts of rags?
53861	Where is that table?
53861	Where is that tumbler?
53861	Where, indeed?
53861	Who are you?
53861	Why do you say_ ah_ to me so strangely whenever I speak?
53861	Why is it, Sir, that in most factories, female operatives, of whatever age, are indiscriminately called girls, never women?
53861	Why, have n''t you seen him? 53861 Why, now, she did not_ really_ associate this purely natural phenomenon with any crude, spiritual hypothesis, did she?"
53861	Why, old man, do n''t you know I am building a new barn? 53861 Wife,"said I,"whose boards and timbers are those I see near the orchard there?
53861	Will the world ever be so decayed, that spring may not renew its greenness?
53861	Will you give him?
53861	Will you set the table?
53861	Will you turn back, and show me those Shanghais?
53861	Wo n''t you step in?
53861	Yorpy there, dear uncle; think you his grizzled locks thatch a brain improved by long life?
53861	You make only blank paper; no printing of any sort, I suppose? 53861 You?"
53861	_ Poor_ man like_ me_? 53861 _ When_, then?"
53861	_ Yours?_ First pay your debts before you offer folks_ your_ stout!
53861	... what better could be done for anybody who came within our magic circle than to throw the spell of a tranquil spirit over him?"
53861	A fire- fly bug come out of a piece of ancient lumber, for one knows not how many years stored away in an old garret?
53861	A live bug come out of a dead table?
53861	Ai n''t flying justice?
53861	Ai n''t it inspiring?
53861	All blank paper, do n''t you?"
53861	And could it not be tested almost anywhere?"
53861	And did n''t you yourself lay his whole anatomy open on the marble slab at Taylor''s?
53861	And do you really think that jellies are the best sort of relief you can furnish to beggars?
53861	And is_ this_ the thing, uncle, that is to make you a million of dollars ere the year be out?
53861	And the day will come when you shall say, Who reads a book by an Englishman that is a modern?
53861	And what could be more economically contrived?
53861	And what did you do with it?"
53861	And who shall reproach thee with borrowed wit on this occasion, though borrowed indeed it was?
53861	And would spirits haunt a tea- table?
53861	Are there, indeed, spirits, thought I; and is this one?
53861	Bless me, said I to myself, with a sudden revulsion, it must be very late; ai n''t that my wife calling me?
53861	But between the felling of the tree and the present time, how long might that be?
53861	But could you not fancy that Hautboy might formerly have had genius, but luckily getting rid of it, at last fatted up?"
53861	But even granting all this-- and adding to it, the assumption that the books of Hawthorne have sold by the five thousand,--what does that signify?
53861	But hold, is there no man about?"
53861	But no-- what ventriloquist could so crow with such an heroic and celestial crow?
53861	But supposing there be a secret closet, what then?"
53861	But that dust of which our bodies are composed, how can it fitly express the nobler intelligences among us?
53861	But this secret oven; I mean, secret closet of yours, wife; where exactly do you suppose that secret closet is?"
53861	But what am I about?
53861	But what cared I?
53861	But what sort of a belief is this for an American, a man who is bound to carry republican progressiveness into Literature as well as into Life?
53861	But where are the gay bachelors?
53861	But where from?
53861	But where is Napoleon''s head in a charger?
53861	But who is sure of himself, especially an old man, with both wife and daughters ever at his elbow and ear?
53861	But why wail?
53861	But, is it possible?
53861	But, like those stones at Gilgal, which Joshua set up for a memorial of having passed over Jordan, does not my chimney remain, even unto this day?
53861	By Jove, what''s that?
53861	By what magic put pitch into sticks which have lain freezing and baking through sixty consecutive winters and summers?
53861	By what perverse magic, I a thousand times think, does such a very autumnal old lady have such a very vernal young soul?
53861	Come here, husband; was this the ticking you spoke of?
53861	Could Cotton Mather speak true?
53861	Did n''t you know that, old man?"
53861	Did n''t_ my_ cock encourage_ you_?
53861	Do n''t it do_ you_ good?
53861	Do n''t it impart pluck?
53861	Do n''t the cock_ I_ own glorify this otherwise inglorious, lean, lantern- jawed land?
53861	Do n''t the heavens themselves ordain these things-- else they could not happen?
53861	Do n''t you believe that, sir?
53861	Do n''t you know that St. Dunstan''s devil emerged from the ash- hole?
53861	Do n''t you see it rests now square on its bottom?"
53861	Do they pain you at all now?
53861	Do they really like it?"
53861	Do we understand you to insinuate that those famous Templars still survive in modern London?
53861	Do you hear that, my girls?"
53861	Do you know anything about them, wife?
53861	Do you mean to destroy the box?"
53861	Do you seek admiration from the admirers of a buffoon?
53861	Does not this look egotistical, selfish?
53861	Does she take me for a pauper?
53861	For how can one make rotten rail- fences stand up on their rotten pins?
53861	For shame, said I to myself, what is the use of so fine an example of philosophy, if it can not be followed?
53861	For the life of me, I could not help turning round upon the table, as one would upon some reasonable being, when-- could I believe my senses?
53861	Graceless ragamuffin, do you hear?"
53861	Hark?
53861	Has it not a sort of sulky appearance?
53861	Have n''t been committing murder?
53861	Have you a bit of paper?
53861	Heard the news?
53861	His knees, any Belshazzar symptoms there?
53861	His legs, does the''Gee stand strongly on them?
53861	How else would you have it, where princes are concerned?
53861	How fares it in the withers?
53861	How got the bug there?
53861	I and my chimney--""Personal?"
53861	I hope you have not on your drawing- room suit?
53861	I will give a traveler a cup of switchel, if he want it; but am I bound to supply him with a sweet taste?
53861	Is it a bug-- a bug that can frighten you out of what little wits you ever had?
53861	Is it not so?
53861	Is it possible, thought I, that any gentleman owning a Shanghai can dwell in such a lonesome, dreary region?
53861	Is it, ay?"
53861	Is that cock yours?"
53861	Is there any hard work to be done, and the''Gees stand round in sulks?
53861	Is this well?
53861	It is very wonderful as it is, but where are your spirits?"
53861	It plainly says--"_Never say die!_"My friends, it is extraordinary, is it not?
53861	Like Anacreon, do these degenerate Templars now think it sweeter far to fall in banquet hall than in war?
53861	Look, youngster-- young eyes are better than old-- don''t you see him?"
53861	May it not be, that this commanding mind has not been, is not, and never will be, individually developed in any one man?
53861	May the ring of their armed heels be heard, and the rattle of their shields, as in mailed prayer the monk- knights kneel before the consecrated Host?
53861	Merrymusk?"
53861	Mumps?
53861	My auditors have opened their eyes as much as to say,"What under the sun is a''Gee?"
53861	Now youngster, are you ready?
53861	Oh, noble cock, where are you?
53861	Oh, what does-- what_ does_ it all mean?"
53861	Or did you mean the gold bosom- buttons of our boss, Old Bach, as our whispering girls all call him?"
53861	Or, indeed, how can there be any survival of that famous order?
53861	Pray, did you ever hear of a''Poor Man''s Egg''?"
53861	Pray, did you hear that extraordinary cock- crow this morning?
53861	Pray, my lad, do you ever find any bachelor''s buttons hereabouts?"
53861	Pull that old dry- goods box ten miles up the river in this blazing sun?"
53861	Said I,"Gentlemen, is this an honorable-- nay, is this a lawful way of serving a civil- process?
53861	Scribe?"
53861	Scribe?"
53861	Scribe?"
53861	Scribe?"
53861	Shall I tell a weakness?
53861	Stuff with your mumps and Moses?"
53861	Tell me candidly, now,"I added,"would you have such a famous chimney abolished?"
53861	Tell me, I entreat you, who is Hautboy?"
53861	Tell me, can you expect that the crumbs of kings can be like the crumbs of squirrels?"
53861	Templar?
53861	The stranger who is buried here, what liberal- hearted landed proprietor among us grudges him six feet of rocky pasture?
53861	Then what does this prove?
53861	Then you do n''t think it''s spirits?"
53861	There it is; but where?
53861	Thinks she to salve a gentleman''s heart with Poor Man''s Plaster?"
53861	Tick, tick, tick!--don''t you hear it now?"
53861	Was ever such a thing heard of, or even dreamed of?
53861	Was ever the hearth so glorified into an altar before?
53861	Was it a death- tick in the wainscot?
53861	Was it my watch?
53861	Was this it?
53861	Were there spirits?
53861	What better could be done for those weary and world- worn spirits?
53861	What care I?
53861	What do you say?
53861	What have you been doing to the table?"
53861	What is it, anyhow, but a lump of loam?
53861	What is that, now?"
53861	What justice of the peace will right this matter?
53861	What more can you possibly learn?
53861	What possible motive could such a man have to deceive?
53861	What''s the use of pulling''em?"
53861	What''s the world compared to you?
53861	What''s_ in_ that box?--paving- stones?
53861	What?
53861	Where are the tack- hammers?"
53861	Where lurked he?
53861	Where lurked this valiant Shanghai-- this bird of cheerful Socrates-- the game- fowl Greek who died unappalled?
53861	Where stands the mill?
53861	Who can forget it?
53861	Who ever heard of a solid chimney?"
53861	Who in this region can afford to buy such an extraordinary Shanghai?
53861	Who put them there?
53861	Who wants to dine under the dome of St. Peter''s?
53861	Who wants to travel so fast?
53861	Whose cock is that?
53861	Why call_ me_ poor?
53861	Why do n''t you move?
53861	Why pull ten miles for it?
53861	Will you go?"
53861	Will you try it?
53861	Would he keep a- crowing all day?
53861	Would not plain beef and bread, with something to do, and be paid for, be better?"
53861	Would the Evil One dare show his cloven foot in the bosom of an innocent family?
53861	Yea, what''s the use of bothering the very heavens about it?
53861	Yes, I dare say there is a secret ash- hole in the chimney; for where do all the ashes go to that drop down the queer hole yonder?"
53861	Yet what''s the use of complaining?
53861	You have not been putting bugs into our tumblers?
53861	You remember the event of yesterday?"
53861	You think he never had genius, quite too contented and happy, and fat for that-- ah?
53861	You think him no pattern for men in general?
53861	You wo n''t sell him, then?"
53861	You would not think him an extraordinary genius then?"
53861	Your chimney, sir, you regard as too small, I suppose; needing further development, especially at the top?"
53861	Your infatuation or their insensibility?
53861	claps, thumps, deafening huzzas; the vast assembly seemed frantic with acclamation; and what, mused I, has caused all this?
53861	cried I;"what are you doing?
53861	cried the girls;"not_ our_ tumblers, papa?
53861	do you own the cock?
53861	exclaimed I, in wonder;"and do they all crow?"
53861	give stuff against despair?"
53861	is that you, old lad?"
53861	jumping on this rotten old log here, to flap my elbows and crow too?
53861	said I, all eagerness, expecting some mystical proposition;"what, wife?"
53861	said I,"abolish the chimney?
53861	thought I-- he''s a jigembob_ fiddler_ then?
53861	what''s that?"
53861	what''s the matter?
53861	you mean the_ flowers_ so called-- the Bachelor''s Buttons?"
13720	Ah, ah-- you are no ghost;--but are you my friend?
13720	All ready, Jarl?
13720	An important discrimination,said Media;"which mean you, Mohi?"
13720	And all afterward quoted as additional authority for the truth of the legend?
13720	And did that devil Tribonnora swamp your canoe?
13720	And in the devil''s name, what sort of a devil is yours?
13720	And what then?
13720	And who is Tribonnora,said Babbalanja,"that he thus bravely diverts himself, running down innocent paddlers?"
13720	Any more?
13720	Are they not delirious with suffering?
13720	Are we not all now friends and companions?
13720	Ay, his lungs laugh loud; but is laughing, rejoicing?
13720	But are we not to be dignified?
13720	But now that you speak of unappreciated poets, Yoomy,said Babbalanja,"Shall I give you a piece of my mind?"
13720	But why do they torment you?
13720	But why have them at all?
13720	But, Babbalanja, do you, who run a tilt at all things, suffer this silly conceit to be uttered with impunity in your presence? 13720 Did not poor Bonja, the unappreciated poet, console himself for the neglect of his contemporaries, by inspiriting thoughts of the future?"
13720	Do ye too leave me? 13720 Ha, ha, hear''st that, oh Taji?"
13720	How felt you, cousin?
13720	How should I know? 13720 How so, old man?"
13720	Is the murderer wedded and merry? 13720 My good woman,"said he,"what under the firmament is the matter?"
13720	Opaque as this paddle,said Mohi,"But, come now, thou oracle, if all things are deceptive, tell us what is truth?"
13720	Pause you to invent as you go on?
13720	Shall I, then, be your Flora''s flute, and Hautia''s dragoman? 13720 The old interrogatory; did they not ask it when the world began?
13720	Their maledictions?
13720	Was ever queen more enigmatical?
13720	What dumb show is this?
13720	What have you to do with cogitations not in verse, minstrel? 13720 What maiden, minstrel?"
13720	What say you, Zuma, about the secret cavern, and the treasures therein? 13720 What say you?"
13720	Which are the deadest?
13720	Who are you?
13720	Who are you?
13720	Who are_ you_ then; and what craft is this?
13720	Who else is on board?
13720	Yoomy,said old Mohi with a yawn,"you composed that song, then, did you?"
13720	Your prayer?
13720	(_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant?
13720	(_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant?
13720	(_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant?
13720	A fierce device: Whom rends he?
13720	A sea- toss?
13720	Advancing toward the Chamois, one of the kings, a calm old man, now addressed me as follows:--"Is this indeed Taji?
13720	After Saratoga, what Arnold?
13720	All the past a dim blank?
13720	Am I a murderer, stars?
13720	Am I brown like the dusky Aleema?
13720	Am I not rescuing the maiden?
13720	Am I not white like yourself?
13720	And are these Dyaks and Battas one whit better than tiger- sharks?
13720	And daft Cambyses?
13720	And hero that he was, who knows that he felt not like a soldier on a furlough?
13720	And if, of twelve men, three be fools, and three wise, three knaves, and three upright, how obtain real unanimity from such?
13720	And now, what follows, said these Islanders:"Why sow corruption in the soil which yields us life?
13720	And the smoke of Waterloo blown by, what was Anglesea but the like?
13720	And truly, who may call to mind when he was not?
13720	And was not the sun a fellow- voyager?
13720	And what had happened to Aleema?
13720	And what might it not lead to in the end?
13720	And what more glorious grave?
13720	And what now issues forth, like a habitation astir?
13720	And who, when there, stretches not out his legs, and says unto himself,"Who is greater than I?"
13720	And with orchards and vineyards forever in sight, who but the Hetman of the Cossacs would desire more?
13720	And"Where''s now our old ship?"
13720	Are not such, well- ordered dispensations of Providence?
13720	Are not these bones thine?
13720	Are twelve honest men more honest than one?
13720	Art thou more truly royal, that they were kings?
13720	Art thou?
13720	Behold, though since quitting Oroolia the sun has dyed my cheek, am I not even as you?
13720	Besides, what cared I now for the green groves and bright shore?
13720	Boat ahoy!--Have you got that man?"
13720	Borabolla was jolly and loud: Jarl demure and silent; Borabolla a king: Jarl only a Viking;--how came they together?
13720	But alas, poor Annatoo, why say more?
13720	But answer: I assume that King Media is but a mortal like you; now, how may I best perpetuate my name?"
13720	But are we yet through with her?
13720	But did the demi- divine Media thus brook the perpetual presence of a subaltern divinity?
13720	But die we then living?
13720	But had I not declared to Yillah, that our destination was the fairy isle she spoke of, even Oroolia?
13720	But had this been purposed with regard to the Parki, where the rest of the mutineers?
13720	But hereupon, what saw we, but his cool majesty of Odo tranquilly proceeding to lunch in the temple?
13720	But how account for the Skyeman''s gravity?
13720	But how came the Ohonoose by their name?
13720	But how lower the tackles, even in the darkest night, without a creaking more fearful than the death rattle?
13720	But how now?
13720	But if thus gayly the damsel sported with Samoa; how different his emotions toward her?
13720	But no, no: What: dilute the brine with the double distilled soul of the precious grape?
13720	But of what sort?
13720	But peace, peace, thou liar in me, telling me I am immortal-- shall I not be as these bones?
13720	But rubbed he not his eyes, and stared he not most vacantly?
13720	But shall the sequel be told?
13720	But think you this was the quiet end of their conjugal quarrels?
13720	But was not Ottimo the most eccentric of mortals?
13720	But what has befallen this poor little Boneeta astern, that he swims so toilingly on, with gills showing purple?
13720	But what is this, in the head of the canoe, just under the shark''s mouth?
13720	But what is yonder swaying of the foliage?
13720	But what knows a philosopher about women?
13720	But what of Jarl and Samoa?
13720	But what of my Viking?
13720	But what of our store of provisions?
13720	But what of that?
13720	But what of that?
13720	But what of the banquet of fish?
13720	But what said Samoa to all this?
13720	But what says Taji?"
13720	But what shall be said of Annatoo?
13720	But what sways in his hand?
13720	But what was now to be done?
13720	But whence, and whither wend ye, mariners?
13720	But wherefore comest thou, Taji?
13720	But which of the writhing sections of a ten times severed worm, is the worm proper?
13720	But whither now?
13720	But who credited their tale?
13720	But who is this in the corner, gaping at us like a butler in a quandary?
13720	But who may sing for aye?
13720	But why absented himself, Donjalolo?
13720	But why need gain the hidden spring, when its lavish stream flows by?
13720	But why these watery obsequies?
13720	But will a longing bring the thing desired?
13720	But,"Where now is your Yillah?"
13720	CHAPTER XIX Who Goes There?
13720	Can you?
13720	Could he talk sentiment or philosophy?
13720	Did I commune with a spirit?
13720	Did deities dine?
13720	Did men in Odo live for aye?
13720	Did they mean to pursue me?
13720	Did they not show us the identical spot where the idol fell?
13720	Did we not dive into the grotto on the sea- shore, and come up together in the cool cavern in the hill?
13720	Directly, he touched my arm,--"Look: what stirs in the main- top?"
13720	Do they deem themselves pretty as we?
13720	Do you believe that you lived three thousand years ago?
13720	Donjalolo, methinks I see thee fallen upon by assassins:--which of thy fathers riseth to the rescue?
13720	Dost hear the great monster breathe?
13720	Dotest thou on these thy sires?
13720	Doth dread avert its object?
13720	Doth not all nature rejoice in her green groves and her flowers?
13720	For of what use?
13720	For oh, Yillah; were you not the earthly semblance of that sweet vision, that haunted my earliest thoughts?
13720	For was he not an entire limb out of pocket?
13720	For was not that rock inaccessible as the eyrie of young eagles?
13720	For what matters it, though hundreds of miles from land, if a good whale- boat be under foot, the Trades behind, and mild, warm seas before?
13720	For whom, like me, ere this could she have beheld?
13720	Had he cavalierly left them to survive the banquet by themselves?
13720	Have you not oftentimes come to me, and my ever dewy ballads for information, in which you and your musty old chronicles were deficient?"
13720	He said not,''Come you to fight, you fogs and vapors?
13720	Here, bring them close: now: what is this?"
13720	Here, in our adventurous Chamois, was a damsel more lovely than the flushes of morning; and for companions, whom had she but me and my comrades?
13720	How gently dispel them?
13720	How is it?
13720	How long since, say you?"
13720	How now?
13720	How subdue these dangerous imaginings?
13720	How''s this?
13720	I see thee dying:--which of them telleth thee what cheer beyond the grave?
13720	If unknowingly we should pass the spot where, according to our reckoning, our islands lay, upon what shoreless sea would we launch?
13720	In a theocracy, what is to fear?
13720	In relating her story, the maiden frequently interrupted it with questions concerning myself:--Whence I came: being white, from Oroolia?
13720	In that long calm, whither might not the currents have swept us?
13720	Is it a fable, or a verity about Marjora and the murdered Teei?
13720	Is liberty a thing so glorious?
13720	Is there not a fitness in things?
13720	Is there not a legend in Maramma, that his family were long troubled with influenzas and catarrhs?"
13720	Its fate?
13720	Know you not my voice?
13720	Knowing what ye do, were ye me, would ye be kings?
13720	Media cried,"For shame, oh Taji; thou, a god?"
13720	My Lord Shark and his Pages 19. Who goes there?
13720	Nay, are they so good?
13720	Now, which was Samoa?
13720	Of all things desirable and delightful, the full- plumed sheaf, and my own right arm the band?
13720	Oh Yillah, little Yillah, has it all come to this?
13720	On the contrary, would it not have been more natural, in his dreary situation, to have hailed our approach with the utmost delight?
13720	One down already?
13720	Or comest thou to fish in the sea?
13720	Or do the minster- lamps that burn before the tomb of Charlemagne, show more of pomp, than all the stars, that blaze above the shipwrecked mariner?
13720	Or more a man, that they were men?
13720	Or the living trunk below?
13720	Or was hers a better fate?
13720	Or, King Saul, that I so quake at the sight?
13720	Rude language for feminine ears; but how to be avoided?
13720	Said Babbalanja,"The thrice waved oleanders, Yoomy; what meant they?"
13720	Said Donjalolo,"Varnopi, hast thou a piece of this coral, also?"
13720	Said Mohi and Yoomy in a breath,"Who sought your opinion, philosopher?
13720	Said Yoomy,"Then, Babbalanja, you account that a fit illustration of the miraculous change to be wrought in man after death?"
13720	Saw you ever the hillocks of old Spanish anchors, and anchor- stocks of ancient galleons, at the bottom of Callao Bay?
13720	Say ye true, comrades, that Willamilla is less lovely than the valleys without?
13720	Self- sacrilegious demigod that I was, was I going to gluttonize on the very offerings, laid before me in my own sacred fane?
13720	Shall we tell how we all grew glad and frank; and how the din of the dinner was heard far into night?
13720	Silent, are ye?
13720	So what could be plainer than this: that if westward we patiently held on our way, we must eventually achieve our destination?
13720	Still forgetful?
13720	Still more; did he render it homage?
13720	Sunk she silently, helplessly, into the calm depths of that summer sea, assassinated by the ruthless blade of the swordfish?
13720	Sweet Yillah, no more of Oroolia; see you not this flowery land?
13720	Tell me, comrades,--for ye have seen it,--is Mardi sweeter to behold, than it is royal to reign over Juam?
13720	Tell me, oh king, what are thy thoughts?
13720	Tell me, what ye see abroad?
13720	Tell me; was she not worse than the Load- Stone Rock, sailing by which a stout ship fell to pieces?
13720	That you were at the taking of Tyre, were overwhelmed in Gomorrah?
13720	The dead arm swinging high as Haman?
13720	The vessel to which it belonged far astern, and shrouded by the haze?
13720	They were a very diminutive people, only a few inches high--""Stop, minstrel,"cried Mohi;"how many pennyweights did they weigh?"
13720	To the broiling coast of Papua?
13720	True, the Battas believe in a hereafter; but of what sort?
13720	Upon occasion, who likes not a lively loon, one of your giggling, gamesome oafs, whose mouth is a grin?
13720	Useless to inquire,"Where hast thou been, sweet Annatoo?"
13720	Was Mausolus more sublimely urned?
13720	Was Media too a god?
13720	Was Ponce de Leon''s fountain there?
13720	Was Yillah immured in this strange retreat?
13720	Was he not a goodly round sight to behold?
13720	Was it a boat after a whale?
13720	Was it not storied as the good trenchant blade of brave Bayard, that other chevalier?
13720	Was it possible, that one about to be immolated could proceed thus tranquilly to her fate?
13720	Was not Alexander a boon companion?
13720	Was not Yillah my own?
13720	Was not Yillah my shore and my grove?
13720	Was the arm severed from the body, or the body from the arm?
13720	Was this it?
13720	Was this one?
13720	Wast thou not forever at it, too, with no likelihood of ever winding up thy moody affairs, and striking a balance sheet?
13720	Were a Batta your intimate friend, you would often mistake an orang- outang for him; and have orang- outangs immortal souls?
13720	Were they born at one birth?
13720	What Camden or Stowe hereafter will dive for it?
13720	What bring''st thou hither then, Taji, before thy time?
13720	What fish can it be?
13720	What has he there, towing behind?
13720	What ho, hot heart of mine: to beat thus lustily awhile, to feel in the red rushing blood, and then be ashes,--can this be so?
13720	What rippling is that?
13720	What saw the Islanders, that they so gazed and adored in silence: some retreating, some creeping nearer, and the women all in a flutter?
13720	What say you to slyly loosing every thing by day; and when night comes, cast off the band and swing in the cranes?
13720	What then shall be said of a leathern goblet for water?
13720	What yeoman shall swear that he is not descended from Alfred?
13720	What, if at times their speech is insipid as water after wine?
13720	What, if to ungenial and irascible souls, their very"mug"is an exasperation to behold, their clack an inducement to suicide?
13720	What?
13720	When happy, do we pause and say--"Lo, thy felicity, my soul?"
13720	Whence came it?
13720	Whence then, this annoying appellation?
13720	Whence they come, whither go, who knows?
13720	Where are your vouchers?
13720	Where is it?
13720	Whither I was going: to Amma?
13720	Who dwells in Nora- Bamma?
13720	Who sighs to be wise, when wine in him flares?
13720	Who smacks his lips over gall?
13720	Who sounds this vaunt?
13720	Who sounds this vaunt?
13720	Who sounds this vaunt?
13720	Who with wine in him fears?
13720	Why does man believe in it?
13720	Why so silent?"
13720	Why?
13720	Would they devour an innocent voyager?
13720	Ye flying clouds, what look ye down upon?
13720	Yet if our dead fathers somewhere and somehow live, why not our unborn sons?
13720	Yet why do I pause?
13720	_ This_, great Marjora''s arm?
13720	_ Ye_, kings?
13720	_ ye_, men?
13720	a sharpening and edge- giving to the steel in your souls?
13720	am I forever forgotten?
13720	and hence, what peace of mind, having no one else to cling to?
13720	and what good would it do me if I did?"
13720	and what shall we drink?
13720	and wisdom in the hearts of the old priests of Maramma; that it is pleasant to tread the green earth where you will; and breathe the free ocean air?
13720	and woo and we d not the fowls of the air, trilling their bliss in their bowers?
13720	are twelve wise men more wise than one?
13720	art thou then so fair to see?
13720	asked Mohi, who, notwithstanding the fingers in his ears, somehow contrived to listen;"What then?"
13720	besides keeping up, here and there, in very many quarters indeed, sundry people''s good opinion of themselves?
13720	by my arm rescued from ill?
13720	come you to dwell?
13720	cried Media,"who have we here?"
13720	cried Media--"Love,--death,--joy,--fly to me?
13720	dost accept thy bride?"
13720	enlightened I had been but where was Yillah?
13720	fathoms down in the sea; where ever saw you a phantom like that?
13720	filling up vacuums, in intervals of social stagnation relieving the tedium of existing?
13720	he, who according to a tradition, was to return to us after five thousand moons?
13720	how weigh the isle''s coral anchor, leagues down in the fathomless sea?
13720	in all this universal stir, am_ I_ to prove one stable thing?
13720	let us be merry again,"he cried,"what shall we eat?
13720	my meadow, my mead, my soft shady vine, and my arbor?
13720	no reply?
13720	or art thou not?
13720	or come you to fish in the sea?''
13720	or twelve knaves less knavish than one?
13720	or will twelve fools, put together, make one sage?
13720	said Babbalanja, peeping in,"the live kings, or the dead ones?"
13720	said Media,"where from, and where bound?"
13720	say, where is Yillah?"
13720	shall I be a king, only to be a slave?
13720	shook we not the palm- trees together, and chased we not the rolling nuts down the glen?
13720	that infernal gout is gone; come, what will your worships have?"
13720	that there is bright light in the eyes of the maidens of Mina?
13720	was he not my only link to things past?
13720	wast thou not forever intent upon minding that which so many neglect-- thine own especial business?
13720	were we not both wending westward?
13720	what alarms your long ranks, and tosses them all into a hubbub of scales and of foam?
13720	what dunce, that he is not sprung of old Homer?
13720	where sails thy lone ghost now?
13720	where''s the endless Niger''s source?
13720	who shall expound thee?
13720	who thinks of his cares?
15422	A very rude gentleman?
15422	Ah, captured in a ship?
15422	Ah,sighed a soft voice,"what a strange sash, and furred vest, and what leopard- like teeth, and what flaxen hair, but all mildewed;--is that he?"
15422	Ah-- sure?--Is your lady within?
15422	All your expenses shall be paid, not to speak of a compensation besides,said the Squire;"will you go?"
15422	Am I to steal from here to Paris on my stocking- feet?
15422	Am I to sweep the chimney?
15422	And I am to be buried alive here?
15422	And did the girl grow as close to your heart, lad?
15422	And what port are we bound to, now?
15422	And where goes he?
15422	And you cease your squeaking, will ye?
15422	Any money to buy one?
15422	Are we to sink the cutter, sir?
15422	Aye? 15422 Aye?"
15422	Barn- yard?
15422	Be free with me? 15422 Belong to the maintop?
15422	Boys, is this the way you treat a watchmatedemanded Israel reproachfully,"trying to cheer up his friends?
15422	But ball, captain; what''s the use of powder without ball?
15422	But halloo, what''s your hurry, friend?
15422	But how about our little scheme for new modelling ships- of- war?
15422	But what do you say? 15422 But when will that be?"
15422	But where am I to take him, sir?
15422	But where does Horne Tooke live?
15422	But where does it go to, Squire Woodcock? 15422 But where''s the rest of them?"
15422	But who_ is_ this ere singing, leaning, yarn- spinning chap? 15422 Can you really speak true?"
15422	Captain Paul, I do n''t like our ship''s name.--Duras? 15422 Captain Paul,"said Israel, on the way,"can we two manage the sentinels?"
15422	Captain Paul?--Paul Jones?
15422	Cock of the walk?
15422	Come to call on the Ambassador?
15422	Come, come, Captain,said Doctor Franklin, soothingly,"tell me now, what would you do with her, if you had her?"
15422	Come, what do ye standing there, fool? 15422 Did ye get a ball in the windpipe, that ye cough that way, worse nor a broken- nosed old bellows?
15422	Did you ever see that old granny? 15422 Did you go to sea young, lad?"
15422	Did your shipmates talk much of me?
15422	Do I dream?
15422	Do you give me your honor as a lady that it is as you say?
15422	Do you strike?
15422	Do you strike?
15422	Do you strike?
15422	Do you strike?
15422	Do you think so? 15422 Does it, gentlemen?
15422	Does this road go to London, gentlemen?
15422	Eh?
15422	Eh?--eh?--how''s that?
15422	Ever at sea?
15422	Fought like a devil-- like a very devil, I suppose?
15422	General Lord Howe? 15422 God bless your noble Majesty?"
15422	Going to limp to Lunnun, eh? 15422 Ha,--who are you, pray?"
15422	Halloo,said the strange sailor,"who be you?
15422	Has any man here a bit of pipe and tobacco in his pocket?
15422	He was Squire Woodcock''s friend, was n''t he? 15422 Helped flog-- helped flog my soldiers?"
15422	Horne Tooke? 15422 How could he, sir?"
15422	How do you do, Doctor Franklin?
15422	How many glasses of port do you suppose a man may drink at a meal?
15422	How? 15422 How?
15422	I suppose,said the Doctor, upon Israel''s concluding,"that you desire to return to your friends across the sea?"
15422	I wonder now what O- t- a- r- d is?
15422	I''m a topmate; ai n''t I, lads?
15422	Is that cheaper, Doctor?
15422	Is the Earl within?
15422	It is so late, I will stay here to- night,he said;"is there a convenient room?"
15422	It''s white wine, ai n''t it?
15422	Jump on board, sir, from the enemy? 15422 Keep quiet, will ye?
15422	Kings as clowns are codgers-- who ai n''t a nobody?
15422	Lean off me, will ye?
15422	Lonely? 15422 Men, does this man belong to your mess?"
15422	Mr. Officer- of- the- deck, what does this mean? 15422 Mr. Selkirk?
15422	My good fellow,said the knight looking sharply upon Israel,"tell me, are all your countrymen like you?
15422	My good friend,said the man of gravity, glancing scrutinizingly upon his guest,"have you not in your time, undergone what they call hard times?
15422	My honest friend, did you not have a visitor, just now?
15422	No, no-- I am--"Afraid, would you say? 15422 Now tell me, sir, if you please,"he continued,"what brings out his Majesty''s ship Drake this fine morning?
15422	Now, my kind friend,said Israel,"can you tell me where Horne Tooke and John Bridges live?"
15422	Oh, Doctor, that reminds me; what is O- t- a- r- d, pray?
15422	Oh, you are in a great hurry to get rid of the king''s service, ai n''t you? 15422 Out of his mind?"
15422	Please, ladies,half roguishly says Israel, taking off his hat,"does this road go to London?"
15422	Ports, sir, ports?
15422	Saucy cur,cried the woman, somehow misunderstanding him;"do you cunningly taunt me with_ wearing_ the breeches''?
15422	Shall I stop to take a meal anywhere, Doctor, as I return? 15422 Some experience with the countesses as well as myself, eh?
15422	Tell me how I may do it?
15422	Tell me,demanded the officer earnestly,"how long do you remember yourself?
15422	The point is now-- do you repose confidence in my statements?
15422	Then, sir, permit me to ask what is your occupation in life-- in time of peace, I mean?
15422	Very straight streets, ai n''t they?
15422	Well, Captain Paul, do n''t you like Doctor Franklin? 15422 Well, boys, what''s the good word?"
15422	Well, my good fellows, what can I do for you this afternoon?
15422	Well, what name have you gone by among your shipmates since you''ve been aboard?
15422	Were you at Bunker Hill?--that bloody Bunker Hill-- eh, eh?
15422	What are those men''s names?
15422	What are you laughing at?
15422	What are you looking at so, father?
15422	What do you suppose a glass of port costs?
15422	What do you want of me, neighbor?
15422	What for?
15422	What is all this?
15422	What place is yon?
15422	What ports have we touched at, sir?
15422	What ship are you?
15422	What signifies who we be-- dukes or ditchers?
15422	What sort of a place is Boston?
15422	What street and number?
15422	What the devil,roared a voice from within,"knock up a man this time of night to light your pipe?
15422	What think you, Israel, do they know who we are? 15422 What was the next port, sir?"
15422	What was you doing yesterday?
15422	What will the loon do with the pipe?
15422	What would you with powder and ball, pray?
15422	What''s the captain''s name?
15422	What''s the matter with ye, Phil?
15422	What''s your name? 15422 What''s_ my_ name, sir?"
15422	What, pray, would you have?
15422	What-- what is that, Doctor?
15422	What? 15422 What?"
15422	What?--what sort of men were they, did you say?
15422	What_ ports_, sir?
15422	When did we fire the first gun?
15422	Where did we fire the first_ shotted_ gun, sir?--and what was the name of the privateer we took upon that occasion?
15422	Where did you come from? 15422 Where did you get so much money?"
15422	Where does Mr. Bridges live?
15422	Where shall I take him, sir?
15422	Where''s your hoe?
15422	Who are you?
15422	Who may it be, sir, that I have the happiness to see?
15422	Who the deuce_ are_ you?
15422	Who the devil are_ you_, making this row here?
15422	Whose house stood here, friend?
15422	Why not sleep together?
15422	Why, Squire Woodcock, what is the matter with your chimney?
15422	Why, ai n''t Mr. Selkirk in?
15422	Why, would you not like to have a pair of new boots against your return?
15422	With nothing at all for our pains?
15422	With_ me_?
15422	Yees goin''to Lunnun, are yees? 15422 Yes, sir-- who shall I say it is?"
15422	You ca n''t tell me, then, where to find Horne Tooke?
15422	You had news from Whitehaven, I suppose, last night, eh?
15422	You hate''em, do ye?
15422	You know all about the place, Captain?
15422	You rascal,said this person,"why did your paltry smack give me this chase?
15422	You talk like a tax- gatherer,rejoined Allen, squinting diabolically at him;"what is my occupation in life?
15422	You wo n''t? 15422 _ Who_ persecutes you?"
15422	A sailor of the Captain who flogged poor Mungo Maxwell to death?"
15422	Afraid of the vowed friend and champion of all ladies all round the world?
15422	And now, who are you, my friend?
15422	And what can I_ not_ do with her?
15422	And what is signified by his being led about?"
15422	Are not men built into communities just like bricks into a wall?
15422	Are you a forecastleman?"
15422	Are you down in the ship''s books, or at all in the records of nature?"
15422	Be you a waister, or be you not?"
15422	Been set upon, and persecuted, and very illy entreated by some of your fellow- creatures?"
15422	Besides, what should he do with the purse, if not use it for his own?
15422	Brave chaps indeed!--Have you chosen your man?"
15422	But did n''t we pepper her, lads?
15422	But he drowned the thought by still more recklessly spattering with his ladle:"What signifies who we be, or where we are, or what we do?"
15422	But how much good bread will three pence English purchase?"
15422	But how now?
15422	But poor Israel, who also had conquered a craft, and all unaided too-- what had he?
15422	But pray, now that I look at you, are not you the hero I caught dodging round, in his shirt, in the cattle- pen, inside the fort?
15422	But pray, what are you doing now?
15422	But tell me the truth, are you not a seafaring man, and lately a prisoner of war?"
15422	But what did you?
15422	But what was now to be done?
15422	But where are the rest of the crew?"
15422	But why talk?
15422	But would he leave him to perish piecemeal in the wall?
15422	Captain?"
15422	Could he lie to a King?
15422	D''ye see the fire yet, lad, from the south?
15422	D--- n ye, Yankee, do n''t ye know no better?"
15422	Did n''t you try to do something to him?"
15422	Did you ever drive spikes?"
15422	Did you ever sail out of Whitehaven?"
15422	Did you ever see him?"
15422	Do n''t you know your old friend?
15422	Do n''t you remember my measuring you?"
15422	Do you remember yesterday morning?
15422	Do you remember yesterday?"
15422	Do your boots pinch you, my friend, that you lift one foot from the floor that way?"
15422	Does it go to London?
15422	Does the gentleman give much away?"
15422	For who does not shun the scurvy wretch, Poverty, advancing in battered hat and lamentable coat?
15422	Going a little airing?"
15422	Has n''t he been the prime man to get this fleet together?
15422	Have I not already by my services on the American coast shown that I am well worthy all this?
15422	Heed how I talk of that toad- hearted king''s lick- spittle of a scarlet poltroon; the vilest wriggler in God''s worm- hole below?
15422	Hereupon everybody laughed, equally at the manner as the words, and the nettled farmer retorted:"Conjurer, eh?
15422	How did you get here?
15422	How is Poor Richard?"
15422	How many have we wounded, do ye know?
15422	How was it all?
15422	How''s that?"
15422	I am he, I say, who answered your Lord Howe,''You,_ you_ offer_ our_ land?
15422	I suppose it''s superstition, but I''ll change Come, Yellow- mane, what shall we call her?"
15422	I wonder if Dr. Franklin understands that?
15422	I wonder if they ever make pumpkin pies in Paris?
15422	I wonder now if I am right in my understanding of this alphabet?
15422	I wonder what Doctor Franklin is doing now, and Paul Jones?
15422	I wonder what''s in that?
15422	If he thinks me such a very sensible young man, why not let me take care of myself?"
15422	If you should be discovered in my house, and your connection with me became known, do you know that it would go very hard with me; very hard indeed?"
15422	In God''s name how came you here?"
15422	In view of this battle one may ask-- What separates the enlightened man from the savage?
15422	Is civilization a thing distinct, or is it an advanced stage of barbarism?
15422	Is it not so?--eh?
15422	Is the gold band too much?"
15422	Is this the courier?
15422	It would hardly be fair now to swop my new boots for those old fire- buckets, would it?"
15422	My honest friend, are you not my guest?
15422	My man, will you go a cruise with Paul Jones?
15422	Now ca n''t you couple the two?
15422	Now, do you not think that for one man to swallow down seventy- two two- penny rolls at one meal is rather extravagant business?"
15422	Or does nature in those fierce night- brawlers, the billows, set mankind but a sorry example?
15422	Or were you fired aboard from the enemy, last night, in a cartridge?
15422	Presently, while looking up at a grated embrasure in the tower, he started at a voice from it familiarly hailing him:"Potter, is that you?
15422	She has a nice tapering waist, has n''t she, through the glass?
15422	Sir,"he continued, addressing the captive,"will you let me ask you a few plain questions, and be free with you?"
15422	Special?"
15422	Stop, have you the exact change ready?
15422	Tell me at once who are you?"
15422	Tell me, are you the possessor of a liberal fortune?"
15422	That instant another report was heard, followed by the savage hail--"You down sail at last, do ye?
15422	The Yankee courier?
15422	Then turning derisively upon the private:"You object to my way of taking things, do ye?
15422	Then why not let the bottles stay, Doctor, and save yourself all this trouble?"
15422	To what end do you lead that man about?"
15422	Waddles about in farthingales, and carries a peacock fan, do n''t he?
15422	Was it locked?
15422	Was n''t that a fine hoax we played on''em?
15422	Well, what news?
15422	Were you going to try''em on, just to see how they fitted?"
15422	What are they about?
15422	What are you talking about?
15422	What brought you here?"
15422	What could he say?
15422	What d''ye say, men?"
15422	What do you say?"
15422	What do you think of my Scotch bonnet?"
15422	What do you think of that?
15422	What does it all mean?
15422	What does the King of France with such a frigate?
15422	What is it?"
15422	What mess do you belong to?"
15422	What other sort would you have?"
15422	What pamphlet is this?
15422	What plebeian Lear or Oedipus, what Israel Potter, cowers there by the corner they shun?
15422	What say you?
15422	What to do next?
15422	What wants the fellow of more prefaces and introductions?"
15422	What''s that mean?--Duras?
15422	What''s this for?
15422	What''s your business?
15422	What''s your name?
15422	What''s your text?"
15422	What, afraid again?"
15422	When would his father take him there?
15422	Where are you stationed?
15422	Where do you sleep?"
15422	Where''s the rest of your gang?"
15422	Where-- where am I to take him?"
15422	Who are ye?
15422	Who are you, any way?
15422	Who are you?
15422	Who are you?"
15422	Who are you?"
15422	Who is he?
15422	Who is this strange man?
15422	Who knows?
15422	Who put these things here?
15422	Who would live a doddered old stump?
15422	Who_ are_ you?"
15422	Why at one given stone in the flagging does man after man cross yonder street?
15422	Why can not men be peaceable on that great common?
15422	Why did you jump on board here, last night, from the enemy?"
15422	Why do n''t you say_ Sir John_ like the rest?"
15422	Why do ye sir me?--eh?
15422	Why not wait till she comes out?"
15422	Why talk of Jaffa?
15422	Why then do you seek to degrade me below my previous level?
15422	Will you be a sailor of mine?
15422	Wonder now whether Paris lies on the Way to Wealth?
15422	Would it be dishonest under the circumstances to appropriate that purse?
15422	You are a runaway prisoner of war, eh?
15422	You do n''t ever munch sugar, do you?
15422	You have sought this place to be safe from pursuit, eh?
15422	You know''em?"
15422	You wo n''t betray me for that?"
15422	ai n''t that a sort of rumbling in the wall?
15422	and where are you going?"
15422	and where did you come from last?"
15422	asked Paul eagerly;"what ship?
15422	demanded Paul, with a look as of a parading Sioux demanding homage to his gewgaws;"what did they say of Paul Jones?"
15422	eh?
15422	eh?
15422	eh?"
15422	have n''t you heard that that bloody pirate, Paul Jones, is somewhere hanging round the coasts?"
15422	howled Paul,"how came the lanterns out?
15422	in an English revenue cutter?"
15422	seeing Israel fairly departing--"where''re you going?"
10712	And what do you want to go ashore for?
10712	And why so? 10712 And_ you_, also, noble Jack,"said I,"what are you but a sailor?"
10712	Ar''n''t this the fore- top- man, Shenly?
10712	Are we ganders and geese, that we can live without grog?
10712	Are you all ready here?
10712	Are you all ready, sir?
10712	Barber, come closer-- now, tell me, my friend, have you obtained absolution for this deed you are about to commit? 10712 Bungs, is it?"
10712	But how did you feel, Jack, when the musket- ball carried away one of your hooks there?
10712	Ca n''t a feller be workin''here, without being''spected of Tom Coxe''s traverse, up one ladder and down t''other?
10712	Ca n''t you behave yourself, royal- yard- men, when an Emperor''s on board?
10712	Can anything save him but amputation?
10712	Carpenter''s mates,he now cried,"will you never get through with that job?"
10712	Clap a stopper on your jaw- tackle, will you?
10712	D''ye hear there, fore and aft? 10712 D''ye hear?
10712	D''ye see anything of those fellows now?
10712	Do n''t you see it''s a''uniform mustering jacket''--three buttons on one side, and none on t''other?
10712	Do you contradict my officer?
10712	Do you see him?
10712	Give you to_ boot?_he exclaimed, with horror;"I would n''t take your infernal jacket for a gift!"
10712	Had I not better take it down into my mess, sir, till the Purser comes off?
10712	He does not, surely, mean to touch the body?
10712	How much for the jacket, my noble tars?
10712	How much for this_ jacket_?
10712	How much, my sea- fencibles, for this superior old jacket?
10712	How, Jack?
10712	How? 10712 How?"
10712	Is this the_ riglar_ fruits of liberty?
10712	It is mine, sir?
10712	Jack Chase not to be found?
10712	Jack Jewel?
10712	Joe Hardy?
10712	Jonathan do n''t call himself an Emperor, does he?
10712	Just look at it, sir,I added, holding it lip;"did you ever see anything whiter?
10712	Man or_ buoy_, do you see either?
10712	Master- at- arms,said the Captain,"did you see them fighting?"
10712	Mizzen- top- sail?
10712	Must I be all the time cleaning after you fellows? 10712 No one will give me a bid, then?
10712	Noble Jack, I know you never brag, but tell us what you did yourself that day?
10712	Not a tot left?
10712	Once more, sir, I ask what that_ dundledunk_ is? 10712 Onde ides?"
10712	Rig the gratings?
10712	Sew me up? 10712 Shall I clean the board, sir?"
10712	Sick of your bargain, then, are you?
10712	Sir,said the Captain of the Forecastle,"did old Ushant ever refuse doing his duty?
10712	Speak out, sir; what''s the matter?
10712	Stole your_ dunderfunk!_ what''s that?
10712	Surgeon Sawyer,now said Cuticle, courteously turning to the surgeon of the Mohawk,"would you like to take up the arteries?
10712	Take your back away from that''ere gun- carriage, will ye now, Jack Chase?
10712	Very exquisite indeed; let me have a bit of it, will you, Cuticle?
10712	Well, my after- guard Virgil,said Jack Chase to him, as he slowly returned up the rigging,"did you get it?
10712	Well, sir, what now?
10712	Well, sir, will you have that beard taken off? 10712 What am I a- doin''now?"
10712	What am I wanted for?
10712	What are you stopping for, boatswain''s- mate?
10712	What are you''bout there, mizzen- top- men?
10712	What are you,''busin''that''ere garment for?
10712	What do you say to the youngster, old man?
10712	What for?
10712	What have you there, Surgeon Cuticle?
10712	What is it? 10712 What is the matter?"
10712	What lingo is that?
10712	What says he?
10712	What shall I have now, my noble tars, for this superior pair of sea- boots?
10712	What ship''s that?
10712	What station do you mean, sir?
10712	What station, sir, do you mean?
10712	What''s that''ere born nat''ral about?
10712	What''s that, sir? 10712 What''s this hurra''s nest here aloft?"
10712	What''s your name?
10712	What? 10712 Where are they?"
10712	Where are you going with that tear in your eye, like a travelling rat?
10712	Where are you going, Guinea?
10712	Where are you going, Guinea?
10712	Where''s t''other boot?
10712	Where''s your Bell on Bones, Dick?
10712	Who are_ you_, sir? 10712 Who is this warrior?"
10712	Who says the old man at the helm of the Yankee nation ca n''t steer his_ trick_ as well as George Washington himself?
10712	Who talks of luffing?
10712	Who the devil is he?
10712	Who would be a_ Jankee_ now?
10712	Who''s Commodore Tiddery- eye?
10712	Who''s coming?
10712	Why not call it a white- washed man- of- war schooner? 10712 Why were you not at your station, sir?"
10712	Why, sir, look at it; did you ever see anything more exquisite?
10712	Will you take it off?
10712	''Ai n''t the bloody''Hometons going to strike yet?''
10712	( where are you going?)
10712	--"He''s got a fit, hain''t he?"
10712	2110,"_ See anything to windward?_"No.
10712	Again let me ask you, officers of the Navy, whether many of you have not repeatedly, and in more than one particular, violated this law?
10712	All hands were aghast-- What?
10712	And Mickle, White- Jacket, did you ever read of him?
10712	And does not that bell merrily peal every Sunday morning, to summon the crew to devotions?
10712	And for what?
10712	And my shirt all cut to pieces, too-- arn''t it, White- Jacket?
10712	And now, eighteen hundred years after, is it lawful for you, my countrymen, to scourge a man that is an American?
10712	And was not Byron a sailor?
10712	And what a main- land fortress but a few decks of a line- of- battle ship transplanted ashore?
10712	And what could be better adapted to the purpose?
10712	And what special patriotic interest could an impressed man, for instance, take in a fight, into which he had been dragged from the arms of his wife?
10712	And what then?
10712	And why should they desire a war?
10712	And why?
10712	And you account it so glorious, do you, to mutilate and destroy what God himself was more than a quarter of a century in building?
10712	Are our officers of the Navy utterly unacquainted with the laws of good health?
10712	Are we not but just from the ocean Sahara?
10712	Are we not justified in immeasurably denouncing this thing?
10712	As amended, it ran thus:"D''ye hear there, fore and aft?
10712	At what?
10712	Ay, blow, blow, ye breezes; so long as ye stay fair, and we are homeward bound, what care the jolly crew?
10712	Because it is ruining me?
10712	Besides, was it not a horrible jacket?
10712	Bless me, White- Jacket, are you a great gun yourself, that you so recoil, to the extremity of your breechings, at that discharge?
10712	Boatswain''s mate, where''s your_ colt?_ Give that man a dozen."
10712	Bridewell?"
10712	But are there incompetent officers in the gallant American navy?
10712	But can men, whose interests are diverse, ever hope to live together in a harmony uncoerced?
10712	But do men ever hate the thing they love?
10712	But hints this at a penalty still more serious?
10712	But how can this be, if you dine at five?
10712	But how could Captain Claret, the father of his crew, behold the grief of his ocean children with indifference?
10712	But how could we reach our long- promised homes without encountering Cape Horn?
10712	But how is he now?
10712	But if so idle, why not reduce the number of a man- of- war''s crew, and reasonably keep employed the rest?
10712	But if this unobstructedness in an American fighting- ship be, at all hazards, so desirable, why not imitate the Turks?
10712	But in that gallant marine, which, during the late war, gained so much of what is called_ glory_, can there possibly be to- day incompetent officers?
10712	But the truth is, that, to gain the true level, in some things, we_ must_ cut downward; for how can you make every sailor a commodore?
10712	But then, in time of peace, they do not enforce these blood- thirsty laws?
10712	But what is an insular fortress, indeed, but an embattled land- slide into the sea from the world Gibraltars and Quebecs?
10712	But what made them, now, so full of fun?
10712	But who can avoid being suspicious of a very suspicious person?
10712	But whose are the boots?"
10712	But why this contrast between the forecastle and the quarter- deck, between the man- of- war''s- man and his officer?
10712	But with what purpose had he deserted?
10712	But, bless me, my friend, what sort of a summer jacket is this, in which to weather Cape Horn?
10712	Camoens''s Translator?
10712	Can the brotherhood of the race of mankind ever hope to prevail in a man- of- war, where one man''s bane is almost another''s blessing?
10712	Can your shipmates so much as drink their"tot of grog?"
10712	Captain Claret, what sings sweet Waller:''But who can always on the billows lie?
10712	Come, what ought I to have on it, now?"
10712	D''ye understand, young gentlemen?
10712	Did he ever head a watch?
10712	Did not our Commodore carry the sword of state by his side?
10712	Did you ever read him?
10712	Did you ever roll to_ grog_ on board your greasy ballyhoo of blazes?
10712	Did you ever winter at Mahon?
10712	Do men forswear the hearth and the homestead?
10712	Do n''t it say that we main- top- men alone see the marvellous sights and wonders?
10712	Do they not, indeed?
10712	Do you mind the first scene in_ The Tempest_, White- Jacket?
10712	Do you straighten yourself to think that you have committed a murder, when a chance- falling stone has often done the same?
10712	Do you suppose, now, I want my brother to see me a lackey abroad here?
10712	Do you think there is any chance to desert?
10712	Does not every officer wear a sword instead of a cane?
10712	Does not everything around you din the fact in your ears?
10712	Don Sereno, and Madre de Dios protect you?
10712	For how can the mystical motives, the capricious impulses of a luxurious smoker go and come at the beck of a Commodore''s command?
10712	Have you anything to say?"
10712	Have you been down to see him, any on ye?
10712	Have you no feeling for beards, my friend?
10712	He concluded his interrogatories with this extraordinary and unwarranted one--"Are you pious?"
10712	Herein did I not right, Ancient and Honourable Old Guard of Smokers all round the world?
10712	How I begged a blessing of old Ushant, and one precious hair of his beard for a keepsake?
10712	How Lemsford, the gun- deck bard, offered up a devout ode as a prayer of thanksgiving?
10712	How can it be expected that the religion of peace should flourish in an oaken castle of war?
10712	How can they have the heart?
10712	How is it in an American frigate?
10712	How many fathoms of canvas in it, Purser''s Steward?"
10712	How many scrapes had it dragged me into?
10712	How much for it, my gallant tars of Columbia?
10712	How much, now?
10712	How much_ a pound_, now, for this superior pair of old boots?
10712	How saturnine Nord, the magnifico in disguise, refusing all companionship, stalked off into the woods, like the ghost of an old Calif of Bagdad?
10712	How shall we characterise such a deed?
10712	How shrunken Cuticle, the Surgeon, stalked over the side, the wired skeleton carried in his wake by his cot- boy?
10712	How the Chaplain went off in his cassock, without bidding the people adieu?
10712	How were these officers to gain glory?
10712	How were they to be promoted?
10712	I asked him where he had hidden it?
10712	I hope he arn''t dangerous, men?
10712	I say, Pounce, has any one been scouting around_ you_ this morning?"
10712	I say, White- Jacket, d''ye mind me?
10712	I shouted, springing down into the top;"who''s white as a hammock?"
10712	I will give you one more chance; will you have that beard taken off?"
10712	I would n''t mar so large a specimen for a hundred dollars; but what can you want of it?
10712	If comparatively so useless as soldiers, why have marines at all in the Navy?
10712	Indeed, come to look at it, what more does a man- of- war''s- man absolutely require to live in than his own skin?
10712	Is he going to shoot dead with sounds, those fellows on the main- topsail- yard?
10712	Is it lawful for you to scourge a man that is a Roman?
10712	Is it not so, Surgeon Patella?"
10712	Is it not well to have our institutions of a piece?
10712	Is it so?"
10712	Is it to be wondered at, that the devils are irreligious?
10712	Is it, upon an empty stomach, to read the Articles of War every morning, for the term of one''s natural life?
10712	Is not amputation the only resource, sir?"
10712	Let genteel generations scoff at our hardened hands, and finger- nails tipped with tar-- did they ever clasp truer palms than ours?
10712	Look you, Don Pedro II.,"he added,"how do you come to be Emperor?
10712	Lose them at one fell swoop?
10712	Make a trade, a business, a vile recurring calling of smoking?
10712	May I be allowed, sir,_ not_ to attend service on the half- deck?"
10712	Me dead and you alive, old man?"
10712	Mr. Pert, what are you doing at the table there, without your pantaloons?
10712	Must the national honour be trampled under foot by an insolent foe?
10712	Nay, had it not once jeopardised my very existence?
10712	Now, White- Jacket, what''s to be done?
10712	Now, from this Quoin''s vigilance, how could my poor friend the poet hope to escape with his box?
10712	Now, if this was the case in so renowned a marine as England''s, what must be inferred with respect to our own?
10712	One day he wound up his remarks by the philosophic reflection--"But, White- Jacket, my dear fellow, what can you expect of him?
10712	One was the officer of his boat-- was the other his brother?
10712	Or is he an infallible archangel, incapable of the shadow of error?
10712	Or is it to be imprisoned in a cell, with its walls papered from floor to ceiling with printed copies, in italics, of these Articles of War?
10712	Or is it to be wondered at that impressed English seamen have not scrupled, in time of war, to cripple the arm that has enslaved them?
10712	Or is the Captain a creature of like passions with ourselves?
10712	Poor savage thought I; and is this the cause of your lofty gait?
10712	Presidents of Peace Societies and Superintendents of Sabbath- schools, must it not have been a most interesting sight?
10712	Quarter- masters, are the gratings rigged?"
10712	Shall I tell how the grand Commodore and Captain drove off from the pier- head?
10712	Shall I tell how we kneeled upon the holy soil?
10712	Shall I tell what conflicting and almost crazy surmisings prevailed concerning the precise harbour for which we were bound?
10712	Shenly was dead and gone; and what was Shenly''s epitaph?
10712	Slim?"
10712	Smoke on compulsion?
10712	So far, very good; but pray, tell me, White- Jacket, how do you propose keeping out the rain and the wet in this quilted_ grego_ of yours?
10712	Solitude breeds taciturnity;_ that_ every body knows; who so taciturn as authors, taken as a race?
10712	Speak you true?
10712	Suppose you yourself should fall over- board, and find yourself going down with buoys under you of your own making-- what then?"
10712	Surgeon Bandage, of the Mohawk, will you express your opinion?"
10712	Tell me, what''s the matter?"
10712	Ten dollars, did you say?"
10712	The Lusiad, I mean?
10712	To avoid naval discipline?
10712	To how many annoyances had it subjected me?
10712	To riot in some abandoned sea- port?
10712	To serve their country in time of battle?
10712	Twice every day do you not jump to your quarters at the sound of a drum?
10712	Was a grand sheep- shearing, such as they annually have at Nantucket, to take place; and our ignoble barbers to carry off the fleece?
10712	Was the descent of Orpheus, Ulysses, or Dante into Hell, one whit more hardy and sublime than the first navigator''s weathering of that terrible Cape?
10712	Well, do n''t he look as if he wanted to flog someone?
10712	Were they saints?
10712	Were you ever in Malta?
10712	What but harder work, and harder usage than in peace; a wooden leg or arm; mortal wounds, and death?
10712	What can be expected from a court whose deeds are done in the darkness of the recluse courts of the Spanish Inquisition?
10712	What did the Captain pay them for their trouble?
10712	What does the blessed Bible say?
10712	What for?
10712	What frigate''s that?"
10712	What happened to those three Americans, White- Jacket-- those three sailors, even as you, who once were alive, but now are dead?
10712	What heartless step- dame drove thee forth, to waste thy fragrance on the salt sea- air?
10712	What is more mellow than fine old ale?
10712	What is the reason, then, that the common seamen should fare so hard in this matter?
10712	What is the reason?
10712	What now?
10712	What shall I have?
10712	What signify the broken spars and shrouds that, day after day, are driven before the prows of more fortunate vessels?
10712	What though, for more than five thousand five hundred years, this grand harbour of Rio lay hid in the hills, unknown by the Catholic Portuguese?
10712	What was she, and whence?
10712	What was to come forth?
10712	What were a day without a dinner?
10712	What would Vattel say?
10712	What''s to be done?
10712	What''s to be done?"
10712	What''s your name?"
10712	What, then, has he to expect from war?
10712	What, then, must the Navy be?
10712	What, then, thought I, who is to blame in this matter?
10712	What, then, were they for?
10712	Whence came they?
10712	Whence came they?
10712	Where was White- Jacket then?
10712	White- Jacket, what shall I do?
10712	Who could he a churl, and play a flageolet?
10712	Who ever saw a star when the noon sun was in sight?
10712	Who had done this?
10712	Who had spiked them?
10712	Who has not heard of it?
10712	Who knows that this humble narrative may not hereafter prove the history of an obsolete barbarism?
10712	Who knows that, when men- of- war shall be no more,"White- Jacket"may not be quoted to show to the people in the Millennium what a man- of- war was?
10712	Who put this great gulf between the American Captain and the American sailor?
10712	Who so moody as railroad- brakemen, steam- boat- engineers, helmsmen, and tenders of power- looms in cotton factories?
10712	Who wants to fight?"
10712	Who was it, that in capacity of Surgeon, seemed enacting the part of a Regenerator of life?
10712	Who''s there?"
10712	Why is this?
10712	Why mince the matter?
10712	Why was this?
10712	Why was this?
10712	William Julius Mickle?
10712	Would their wages be raised?
10712	Would you run?
10712	You do n''t call this wad of old patches a Mackintosh, do you?----you do n''t pretend to say that worsted is water- proof?
10712	You have not?
10712	You have seen cones of crystallised salt?
10712	You may as well say there should be no Sundays in churches; for is not a ship modeled after a church?
10712	Yours, Captain of the Waist?
10712	_ Don Pedro_, eh?
10712	_ Me?_ Ah me!
10712	an amateur forecastle- man, White- Jacket, so he was; else how bid the ocean heave and fall in that grand, majestic way?
10712	and for what are these bloody hands?"
10712	and is not this Rio a verdant spot, noble Captain?
10712	and must not old Ushant have been living in Chaucer''s time, that Chaucer could draw his portrait so well?"
10712	are you afraid of falling?"
10712	are you going to sleep there in the bunt?"
10712	asked I;"and why marches he here?
10712	barber, have you no heart?
10712	but I thought, by the way you pull a lock- string on board here, and look along the sight, that you can steer a shot about right-- hey, Jack?"
10712	by what possibility avoid it?
10712	cried the Captain;"what says that tarry old philosopher with the smoking back?
10712	demanded Cuticle, now advancing to his steward;"have not those fellows got through yet?"
10712	did he ever yet miss his muster?
10712	did n''t he have a spite agin me, to raise such bars as them?
10712	do n''t you see the main-- top- men are nearly off the yard?
10712	do_ you_ pretend to vilify a man- of- war?
10712	exclaimed a fore- top- man,"do n''t that''ere bunch of old swabs belong to Jack Chase''s pet?
10712	for his having been drunk?
10712	for love of some worthless signorita?
10712	going now at one cent a pound-- going-- going-- going--_gone!_""Whose are they?
10712	has it not three spires-- three steeples?
10712	has not this Tubbs here been but a misuser of good oak planks, and a vile desecrator of the thrice holy sea?
10712	how came you here at the guns of the North Carolina, after registering your solemn vows at the galley of the Neversink?
10712	in battle- array, as at quarters, but scattered broadcast over the land?
10712	into a fat- kettle, and the ocean into a whale- pen?
10712	is n''t that old Chaucer''s shipman?
10712	just run your hand under my shirt will you, White- Jacket?
10712	mind you that chapter in Acts?
10712	nay, can they even drink but a cup of water at the scuttle- butt, without an armed sentry standing over them?
10712	old chaps, ai n''t ye any more manners than to be fighting over a dead man?"
10712	one cent, do I hear?
10712	or how raise the valleys, without filling them up with the superfluous tops of the hills?
10712	or the tall masts, imbedded in icebergs, that are found floating by?
10712	said Captain Claret;"do you hear?"
10712	said Landless,"what more does a sailor want?"
10712	said his royal master, tranquilly peeping down toward the falling Marquis;"and what did you let go of my coat- tails for?"
10712	said the Captain, eyeing them severely;"what does that hair on your chins?"
10712	said this officer;"turn about; do n''t you hear the call, sir?"
10712	salt- water or wine?
10712	say the word, and how much?"
10712	says the master- at- arms to his other aid,"Leggs, how is it with_ you_--any spies?"
10712	shouted Cuticle, eyeing the other with a confounded expression;"you do n''t really mean to eat a piece of this cancer?"
10712	sighed the Captain of the Fore- top,"who would be a Marquis of Silva?"
10712	sir,"sighed Jack,"why do the thirsty camels of the desert desire to lap the waters of the fountain and roll in the green grass of the oasis?
10712	smoke by a sun- dial?
10712	suddenly assuming a business- like air;"yours?
10712	that by the Parthian magi the ocean was held sacred?
10712	that, outward- bound, off Cape Horn, looked at Hermit Island through an opera- glass?
10712	the wind being at northeast by north?"
10712	to high life in a man- of- war?
10712	to scourge him round the world in your frigates?
10712	were they also to be shorn?
10712	what do you say now for this superior old jacket?
10712	what shall I have?
10712	when an oligarchy of epaulets sits upon the bench, and a plebeian top- man, without a jury, stands judicially naked at the bar?
10712	when that darkness is solemnised by an oath on the Bible?
10712	who had made this attempt on my life?
10712	who mean and spiritless, braying forth the souls of thousand heroes from his brazen trump?
10712	with that dainty waist and languid cheek?
10712	yea, and on the gun- deck, a bell and a belfry?
10712	you have slept over it a whole night now; what do you say?
10712	you''ve been chalking your face, hain''t ye?"
10712	yours?
10712	yours?"
34970	''Have you been painting my portrait or not, cousin Ralph?'' 34970 A curious young gentleman, is he not?"
34970	Again thy heart spake true,he murmured;"go on-- and didst thou re- swear again?"
34970	And are they so hard- hearted here?
34970	And do you think, sir, that it should be so held, and so applied in actual life? 34970 And do you, sir, too, indirectly connive?"
34970	And let me see; what are thy materials? 34970 And now, Lucy, what shall be the terms?
34970	And only that?
34970	And so thou art my brother!--shall I call thee Pierre?
34970	And what shall I do with this, sir?
34970	And what then?
34970	Are you afraid of their running away now, Lucy?
34970	Ay, is she not?
34970	Ay? 34970 Baggage, sir?"
34970	Broken his wind, and broken loose, too, ai nt he?
34970	But where, where is her aunt, Martha?
34970	By chance I saw thy mother, Pierre, and under such circumstances that I_ knew_ her to be thy mother; and-- but shall I go on?
34970	Cab, sir? 34970 Certainly sir, certainly; I will do any thing;"said Delly trembling;"but,--but-- does Mrs. Glendin- din-- does my mistress know this?"
34970	Criticisms?
34970	Didst thou hear me? 34970 Do I hear right?--in heaven''s name, what is the matter, young gentleman?"
34970	Do I look indifferently and icily? 34970 Do n''t be so ridiculous, brother Pierre; so you are going to take Lucy that long ride among the hills this morning?
34970	Do saints hunger, Isabel?
34970	Do you ever cart a coffin, my man?
34970	Do you know, sir, that you are very shortly to be married,--that indeed the day is all but fixed?
34970	Dost thou not understand, Pierre?
34970	Fine feathers make fine birds, so I have heard,said Isabel, most bitterly--"but do fine sayings always make fine deeds?
34970	First what is sin, Pierre?
34970	For Virtue, Pierre?
34970	Friends in far France? 34970 Good heavens!--coming here?--your cousin?--Miss Tartan?"
34970	Hack, sir? 34970 Hark, what is that?"
34970	Has Mrs. Tartan been written to?
34970	Have I not called you so? 34970 Have you the''_ Chronometrics_,''my friend?"
34970	Here? 34970 How about the papers, my brother?
34970	How feel''st thou now, my sister?
34970	How is my wife, now?
34970	How is your young mistress, Martha? 34970 How then?
34970	How? 34970 How?
34970	How?
34970	How?
34970	I hope I shall, aunt,said little Pierre--"But, dear aunt, I thought Marten was to bring in some fruit- cake?"
34970	I look rather queerish, sweet Isabel, do I not?
34970	I never saw him, aunt; pray, where is he now?
34970	I shall stay here to- night and the whole of to- morrow, at any rate,rejoined Pierre, thankful that this was all;"how much will it be?"
34970	I will snatch it, then, and so leave thee blameless.--What? 34970 I will tell thee now, Lucy-- but first, how long does it take to complete one portrait?"
34970	I would enter, but again would her abhorrent wails repel; what more can I now say or do to her? 34970 I?
34970	If on that point the gods are dumb, shall a pigmy speak? 34970 In God''s holy name, sir, what may this be?
34970	Is Love a harm? 34970 Is Mr. Stanly in?"
34970	Is it for Mr. Glendinning you inquire?
34970	Is it not enough?
34970	Is it? 34970 Is it?
34970	Is love then cold, and glory white? 34970 Is my mother up yet?"
34970	Is that all, my man?
34970	Is this Mr. Glendinning''s room, gentlemen?
34970	Is this Pierre? 34970 It were vile to ask, but not wrong to suppose the asking.--Pierre,--no, I need not say it,--wouldst thou?"
34970	Lost? 34970 Madam?
34970	Mr. Glendinning, sir; all right, ai nt it?
34970	Mr. Stanly? 34970 My breath waits thine; what is it, Isabel?"
34970	My brother, my blessed brother!--speak-- tell me-- what has happened-- what hast thou done? 34970 My mother?
34970	My own heart? 34970 No more?"
34970	Not born?
34970	Now then, Isabel, is all ready? 34970 Oh, Pierre, can''st thou not cure in me this dreaminess, this bewilderingness I feel?
34970	Oh, my dear Pierre, why should we always be longing for peace, and then be impatient of peace when it comes? 34970 Only one- seventy- five, Pierre?"
34970	Pierre, Pierre!--but I will take your arm again;--and have you really nothing more to say? 34970 Pierre?
34970	Prepaid;--what''s that? 34970 Say, Pierre; doth not a funerealness invest me?
34970	Say, are not thy torments now gone, my brother?
34970	See I lakes, or eyes?
34970	Shall I, mother?--Art thou ready? 34970 Shall it be Your Majesty, then?"
34970	She?--Delly Ulver? 34970 Should the legitimate child shun the illegitimate, when one father is father to both?"
34970	Show Mr. Falsgrave in here immediately; and bring up the coffee; did I not tell you I expected him to breakfast this morning?
34970	Sir--turning round and addressing Pierre within;"where do you wish to go?"
34970	Sir? 34970 Sir?"
34970	Sir?
34970	Smell I the flowers, or thee?
34970	Speak quick!--a cousin?
34970	Straight on, my Isabel; thou didst see my mother-- well?
34970	Thank you, sister.--There, put it down, Dates; are the horses ready?
34970	The drawing- rooms are on the second floor, are they not?
34970	The mother deserves it,said the lady, inflexibly--"and the child-- Reverend sir, what are the words of the Bible?"
34970	The porter is gone then?
34970	Then Vice?
34970	Then he shall turn to the right about with you, sir;--in double quick time too; do ye hear? 34970 Then no flower that, in the bud, the April showers have nurtured; no such flower may untimely perish, ere the June unfolds it?
34970	Then thou hast not been into it at all as yet?
34970	Then what say you to have them for my groomsmen, Lucy? 34970 Then why torment thyself so, dearest Pierre?"
34970	Then, possibly, it may be all very well, Pierre, my brother-- my_ brother_--I can say that now?
34970	They lock and bar out, then, when they rest, do they, Pierre?
34970	This is very extraordinary:--remarkable case of combined imposture and insanity; but where are the servants? 34970 Thou did''st knock, and slide it underneath the door?"
34970	Thou hast seen Lucy Tartan, at Saddle Meadows?
34970	Thou hast somehow murdered her; how then be herself again? 34970 Thou think''st it will not pain her to receive the note, Isabel?
34970	Too nigh to me, Isabel? 34970 Unravel thy gibberish!--what is it?"
34970	Was this the one, dear Isabel?
34970	Well, what do you reply to my son?
34970	Well, what is to hold it there, Pierre?
34970	What can be done for her, sweet Isabel; can Pierre do aught?
34970	What feelest thou?--what is it?
34970	What hast thou lost for me? 34970 What hast thou lost?"
34970	What is that writing crumpling in thy hand? 34970 What is that?"
34970	What is to be put into it, sir?
34970	What says he?
34970	What''s the number? 34970 What, what, my boy?
34970	What?
34970	Whence flow the panegyrical melodies that precede the march of these heroes? 34970 Where is she?"
34970	Where is the cell?
34970	Whom, Madam?--Master Pierre?
34970	Why didst thou drag hither a poor outcast like me?
34970	Why do n''t you call me brother Pierre?
34970	Why do you clutch my arm so, Pierre? 34970 Why do you look so indifferently and icily upon me, sister Mary?"
34970	Why, Pierre, thou art transfigured; thou now lookest as one who-- why, Pierre?
34970	Why, dear aunt,said little Pierre,"how earnestly you talk-- after what?
34970	Will you have the kindness then to house these ladies there for the present, while I make haste to provide them with better lodgment? 34970 Will you step into the office, sir, now?"
34970	Will you stop the coach, or not?
34970	Wilt thou not speak, Isabel?
34970	With a key, sir? 34970 With kisses I will suck thy secret from thy cheek!--but what?"
34970	Yes, my brother, Fate had now brought me within three miles of thee; and-- but shall I go straight on, and tell thee all, Pierre? 34970 Yonder are the stairs, I think?"
34970	_ How_ is she to depart? 34970 _ What_ is thy fault, sweet Isabel?"
34970	_ Why_ did n''t papa want to have cousin Ralph paint his picture, aunt?
34970	''Tis not like cutting glass,--thy tools must not be pointed with diamonds, Lucy?"
34970	''What do you mean?''
34970	''What haggard thing possesses thee, my son?
34970	''You have not been hanging my portrait up here, have you, cousin Ralph?''
34970	( For, does aught else completely and unconditionally sacrifice itself for him?
34970	--Ah, if man were wholly made in heaven, why catch we hell- glimpses?
34970	--cried Pierre--"how came the guitar openly at Saddle Meadows, and how came it to be bartered away by servants?
34970	--cried Pierre--"why may I not go to her, to bring her forth?"
34970	A god decrees to thee unchangeable felicity; and to me, the unchallenged possession of thee and them, for my inalienable fief.--Do I rave?
34970	Ages thou hast waited; and if these things be thus, then wait no more; for whom better canst thou crush than him who now lies here invoking thee?"
34970	And as for him,_ What_ must I do?
34970	And for thee, Pierre, what am I but a vile clog to thee; dragging thee back from all thy felicity?
34970	And in your opinion, mother, does this fine glorious passion only amount to that?"
34970	And shall women envy the goddesses?
34970	And then-- bless all their souls!--had the dear creatures forgotten Tom Moore?
34970	And then-- let me see-- then, my good Dates-- why what then?
34970	And this, Lucy, this day should be thy June, even as it is the earth''s?"
34970	And though Lucy might be matched to some one man, where among women was the match for Lucy?
34970	And what friends have I here?--Art thou my friend?
34970	And what was that he so mildly said to the adulteress?"
34970	And what was the most beautiful sad- eyed girl to him?
34970	And wherefore that shriek?
34970	And why did all- seducing Ninon unintendingly break scores of hearts at seventy?
34970	And why provides she orange blossoms and lilies of the valley, if she would not that all men and maids should love and marry?
34970	Answer me, Pierre, what may this mean?
34970	Answer; what is it, boy?
34970	Are there any of my young lady acquaintances in sight now, I should like to know?"
34970	Are you not mistaken in something, then?"
34970	Are you really thinking of any such thing?
34970	Art_ thou_ to take her?
34970	As for this-- this!--why longer should I preserve it?
34970	As the astounded porter turned, he whispered to Millthorpe--"Is he safe?--shall I bring''em?"
34970	As the door closed upon him, Mr. Falsgrave spoke--"Mr. Glendinning looks a little pale to- day: has he been ill?"
34970	Behold, what is this too ardent and, as it were, unchastened light in these eyes, Pierre?
34970	Besides, of what use to the Chinaman would a Greenwich chronometer, keeping Greenwich time, be?
34970	Bodes it ill to the face, or me, or both?
34970	Builds Pierre the noble world of a new book?
34970	But Cui Bono?
34970	But I beg to repeat that I do not intend to accede."--"Don''t?
34970	But I have not touched thee, Isabel?"
34970	But does not match- making, like charity, begin at home?
34970	But has that hard bed of War, descended for an inheritance to the soft body of Peace?
34970	But his abashments last too long; his cheek hath changed from blush to pallor; what strange thing does Pierre Glendinning see?
34970	But how-- what possible reason-- what possible intimation could she have had to suspect the contrary, or to suspect any thing unsound?
34970	But is Pierre packed in the mail for St. Petersburg this morning?
34970	But it is no common pride, Pierre; for what has Isabel to be proud of in this world?
34970	But it weaves its thread into the general riddle, my brother.--Hath she that which they call the memory, Pierre; the memory?
34970	But now, what can it be?
34970	But say, are not the sweets of June made sweet by the April tears?"
34970	But that was painted before Isabel was born; what can that portrait have to do with Isabel?
34970	But the portrait, the chair- portrait, Pierre?
34970	But what do you mean, Pierre?
34970	But what then?
34970	But what was that about my being married so soon?"
34970	But what''s this?"
34970	But whither lead these long, narrow, dismal side- glooms we pass every now and then?
34970	But whither now?
34970	But who can get at one''s own heart, to mend it?
34970	But who,--who in Methuselah''s name,--who might have been this"S. ye W?"
34970	But why come out of it, if it be a True World and not a Lying World?
34970	But, then-- Lucy?
34970	By immemorial usage, am I not bound to celebrate this Lucy Tartan?
34970	Cab, sir?
34970	Cab, sir?"
34970	Can Truth betray to pain?
34970	Can it be?"
34970	Can it?
34970	Can not the chains of Love omnipotent bind ye, fiends?"
34970	Can sunbeams or drops of dew come too nigh the thing they warm and water?
34970	Can that be good and virtuous, Pierre, which shrinks from a mother''s knowledge?
34970	Come, shall it be tea or coffee?
34970	Come, shall we go now?
34970	Corporations have no souls, and thy Pantheism, what was that?
34970	Corpses behind me, and the last sin before, how then can my conduct be right?"
34970	Could he likewise have carried about with him in his mind the thorough understanding of the book, and yet not be aware that he so understood it?
34970	Darest thou say that?"
34970	Did I not before opening the letter, say to thee, that doubtless it was from some pretty young aunt or cousin?"
34970	Did I not say before that that face was something separate, and apart; a face by itself?
34970	Did he not expressly say-- My wisdom( time) is not of this world?
34970	Did he, or did he not vitally mean to do this thing?
34970	Did not the angelical Lotharios come down to earth, that they might taste of mortal woman''s Love and Beauty?
34970	Did not those French heathen have a Salique law?
34970	Did thy mother tell thee?
34970	Did you ever see him in that same buff vest, and huge- figured neckcloth?
34970	Do I not speak thine own hidden heart to thee?
34970	Do men envy the gods?
34970	Do my eyes flash?
34970	Do not all her spontaneous, loving impressions, ever strive to magnify, and spiritualize, and deify, her husband''s memory, Pierre?
34970	Do we not then put ourselves in the way of its fulfilment, and is that wholly free from impiety?"
34970	Do you so much as dream, you silly boy, that men ever have the marrying of themselves?
34970	Does Lucy know thy marriage?"
34970	Dost thou find every thing right?
34970	Dost thou now comprehend me?"
34970	Doth Truth come in the dark, and steal on us, and rob us so, and then depart, deaf to all pursuing invocations?
34970	Doth jealousy smile so benignantly and offer its house to the bride?
34970	Doth not that pipe and that warmth go into thy room?
34970	Doth she talk in her sleep, Pierre?
34970	Doth thy mother dislike me for naught?
34970	Dried they red?
34970	Else, why at the age of sixty, have some women held in the strongest bonds of love and fealty, men young enough to be their grandsons?
34970	Falsgrave?"
34970	Feels he not the interior gash?
34970	For had he not already resolved, that his mother should know nothing of the fact of Isabel?--But how now?
34970	For if you are published along with Tom, Dick, and Harry, and wear a coat of their cut, how then are you distinct from Tom, Dick, and Harry?
34970	For instance, should I honor my father, if I knew him to be a seducer?"
34970	For is sweet docility a general''s badge?
34970	For one would like to know, what were foes made for except to be used?
34970	For what else could he do?
34970	From the lofty window of that beggarly room, what is it that Pierre is so intently eying?
34970	Glendinning?"
34970	Glendinning?"
34970	Glendinning?"
34970	Grain me not, and groom me not;--Where is grand old Pierre?"
34970	Hack, sir?
34970	Hack, sir?"
34970	Had I been cast in a cripple''s mold, how then?
34970	Had I been ever dead?
34970	Had she yet hung on his public arm?
34970	Hast thou decided upon what to publish first, while thou art writing the new thing thou didst hint of?"
34970	Hast thou seen him?"
34970	Hath any angel swept adown and lighted in your granite hell?"
34970	Hath she that?"
34970	Have I not told her so, myself?
34970	Have any females been here to see him?"
34970	Have you not passed lighted windows?"
34970	Have you seen Lucy lately?"
34970	He has assassinated the natural day; how then can he eat with an appetite?
34970	He knocked again, and soon he heard a sash thrown up in the second story, and an astonished voice inquired who was there?
34970	Here, the shawl, the parasol, the basket: what are you looking at them so for?"
34970	His resolution had been taken, why was it not executed?
34970	How am I changed, that my appearance on any scene should have power to work such woe?
34970	How can one sin in a dream?"
34970	How did ever any person get in there to do it, I should like to know?"
34970	How did he know that Isabel was his sister?
34970	How does the coffee suit you this morning?
34970	How knowest thou I am thy brother?
34970	How old was Isabel?
34970	How then?
34970	How, if with paper and with pencil I went out into the starry night to inventorize the heavens?
34970	I can not waste all my oil over bonds and mortgages.--You said you were married, I think?"
34970	I could surmise; but what are surmises worth?
34970	I have been all the way to----''''Where?
34970	I say, Lucy?--what business have you here in this-- eh?
34970	I that but the other day weighed an hundred and fifty pounds of solid avoirdupois;--_I_ to we d this heavenly fleece?
34970	I think of stumping the State, and preaching our philosophy to the masses.--When did you arrive in town?"
34970	I will be bitter in my breath, for is not this cup of gall?
34970	I will lift my hand in fury, for am I not struck?
34970	I?
34970	I?
34970	If a few years, then, can have in me made all this difference, why not in my father?
34970	If he lays him down, he can not sleep; he has waked the infinite wakefulness in him; then how can he slumber?
34970	If physical, practical unreason make the savage, which is he?
34970	If what thou tellest me be thy thought, then how can I help its being mine, my Pierre?"
34970	If your former objection does not apply here, Mr. Falsgrave, will you favor me with an answer to my question?"
34970	Immediately?"
34970	In this view, foes are far more desirable than friends; for who would hunt and kill his own faithful affectionate dog for the sake of his skin?
34970	In thy secret heart dost thou wish me well?
34970	In what galleries of conjecture, among what horrible haunting toads and scorpions, would such a revelation lead her?
34970	Is He so sad?
34970	Is Lucy deaf to all these ravings of his lyric love?
34970	Is Pierre a shepherd, or a bishop, or a cripple?
34970	Is grief a pendant then to pleasantness?
34970	Is grief a self- willed guest that_ will_ come in?
34970	Is hate so hospitable?
34970	Is it creation, or destruction?
34970	Is it for this that a man should grow wise, and leave off his most excellent and calumniated folly?"
34970	Is it?
34970	Is she herself again, Martha?"
34970	Is she not my hero''s own affianced?
34970	Is there no hotel in this neighborhood, where I could leave these ladies while I seek my friend?"
34970	Is there no little mystery here?
34970	Is there not some connection between our families, Pierre?
34970	Is there such a dearth of printed reading, that the monkish times must be revived, and ladies books be in manuscript?
34970	Is this the end of philosophy?
34970	Is yonder ox fatted because yonder lean fox starves in the winter wood?
34970	It is a chain and bell to drag;--drag?
34970	Knows not my secret, and yet thou here so suddenly, and with such a fatal aspect?
34970	Leave me!--what share hast thou in me?
34970	Lecture?
34970	Love me she doth, thought Pierre, but how?
34970	Loveth she me with the love past all understanding?
34970	May I come in?"
34970	May I shut the door, sir?
34970	Mince the matter how his family would, had not his father died a raver?
34970	Mrs. Glendinning, will you keep Pierre back?
34970	My soul is stiff and starched to it; now tell me what it is?"
34970	My whole being, all my life''s thoughts and longings are in endless arrears to thee; then how can I speak to thee?
34970	Nay, from his embrace had she not struggled?
34970	Nay, why dost thou now turn thy face from me?"
34970	No?--nothing but the crumbs of French rolls, and a few peeps into a coffee- cup-- is that a breakfast for the daughter of yonder bold General?"
34970	Not yet had he dropped his angle into the well of his childhood, to find what fish might be there; for who dreams to find fish in a well?
34970	Now is all ready?
34970	Now what hast thou done?
34970	Now who was this man?
34970	Now, shall I touch the bell?''
34970	Now, what hast thou, the man of God, decided, with my mother, concerning Delly Ulver?"
34970	Now?"
34970	Oh God that made me,--See me, see me here-- what can Delly do?
34970	Oh God, what callest thou that which has thus made Pierre a vagabond?"
34970	Oh, canst thou not comprehend?
34970	Oh, love, you are in a vast hurry, ai nt you?
34970	Oh, sweet quiet, wilt thou now ever come?"
34970	Oh, who shall reveal the horrors of poverty in authorship that is high?
34970	Or,--to change the metaphor,--there are immense quarries of fine marble; but how to get it out; how to chisel it; how to construct any temple?
34970	Pierre, my brother?
34970	Presentiment, I say; but what is a presentiment?
34970	Quick, Pierre, why dost thou not stir?
34970	Really?"
34970	Reg''lar mouse- hole, arn''t it?--Might hear a rabbit burrow on the world''s t''other side;--are they all''sleep?"
34970	Said I not that the gods, as well as mankind, had unhanded themselves from this Pierre?
34970	Say, are not the fierce things of this earth daily, hourly going out?
34970	Say, did I not last night tell thee, how it first sung to me upon the bed, and answered me, without my once touching it?
34970	Say, wouldst thou rise with a lantern jaw and a spavined knee?
34970	See how haggardly look its criss- cross, far- separate lamps.--What are these side- glooms, dear Pierre; whither lead they?"
34970	Seest thou not that the cords are yet untied?"
34970	Send for me whenever thou desirest me.--May I go now?"
34970	Shall I rob my wife, good Delly, even to benefit my most devoted and true- hearted cousin?"
34970	Shall a mother abase herself before her stripling boy?
34970	Shall my one, poor, inexperienced brain presume to lay down the law in a lecture to five hundred life- ripened understandings?
34970	She loveth me, ay;--but why?
34970	Sir?"
34970	So on all sides Love allures; can contain himself what youth who views the wonders of the beauteous woman- world?
34970	So you wo n''t stay to tea?"
34970	Some bread, or crisp toast?
34970	Speak Pierre,--which?"
34970	Stanly?"
34970	Surely you have passed lighted windows?"
34970	Sweet Isabel, how can hurt come in the path to God?
34970	Tell me, by loving me, by owning me, publicly or secretly,--tell me, doth it involve any vital hurt to thee?
34970	Tell me, why should ye youths ever show so sweet an expertness in turning all trifles of ours into trophies of yours?"
34970	The other day I had not so much as heard the remotest rumor of her existence; and what has since occurred to change me?
34970	The pipe-- can we not send it this way?"
34970	The vehicle had proceeded some way down the great avenue when it paused, and the driver demanded whither now; what place?
34970	Their family is the universe: I should say the planet Saturn was their elder son; and Plato their uncle.--So you are married?"
34970	Then both will be close by thee, my brother; and thou mayest perhaps elect,--elect!--She shall come; she shall come.--When is it to be, dear Pierre?"
34970	Then said:--"Is there any one in your-- office?"
34970	Then why doth she cast despite upon me; and never speak to thee of me; and why dost thou thyself keep silence before her, Pierre?
34970	They were vastly pretty girls there this evening, sister Mary, were they not?
34970	Think''st thou, Pierre, the time will ever come when all the earth shall be paved?"
34970	Think, Pierre, doth not thy plant belong to some other and tropical clime?
34970	This the larger, and spiritual life?
34970	This to be my wife?
34970	This your boasted empyrean?
34970	Thou besotted, heartless hind and fiend, dost thou so much as dream in thy shriveled liver of the eternal mischief thou hast done?
34970	Thou knowest nothing of it then?"
34970	Thou seemest to know somewhat of me, that I know not of myself,--what is it then?
34970	Thus Pierre is fastened on by two leeches;--how then can the life of Pierre last?
34970	To her, above all others, would he now uncover his father''s tomb, and bid her behold from what vile attaintings he himself had sprung?
34970	To whom?"
34970	Was I living?
34970	Was Isabel acknowledged?
34970	Was it possible that Glen had willfully and utterly neglected his letter?
34970	Was not the face-- though mutely mournful-- beautiful, bewitchingly?
34970	Was the immense stuff to do it his, or was it not his?
34970	Was there not Anacreon too, and Catullus, and Ovid-- all translated, and readily accessible?
34970	Was this his wo nt?
34970	Was this his wo nt?
34970	Well mayest thou trust me, Isabel; and whatever strangest thing I may yet propose to thee, thy confidence,--will it not bear me out?
34970	Well, about that morning business; how fared you?
34970	Well, life''s a burden, they say; why not be burdened cheerily?
34970	Well, then, brother Pierre,--is that better?"
34970	Well; why do I believe it?
34970	What are they, in their real selves, Pierre?
34970	What are they?
34970	What can be gainsaid?
34970	What can it be?
34970	What can this bode?
34970	What could Pierre write of his own on Love or any thing else, that would surpass what divine Hafiz wrote so many long centuries ago?
34970	What decorous, lordly, gray- haired steed is this?
34970	What does this blood on my vesture?
34970	What hast thou lost?"
34970	What indeed could you say to the purpose?
34970	What is it thou wouldst have thee and me to do together?
34970	What is it to be living?
34970	What more was there to learn?
34970	What more which was essential to the public acknowledgment of Isabel, had remained to be learned, after his first glance at her first letter?
34970	What so new and incontestable vouchers have I handled?
34970	What then would those two boiling bloods do?
34970	What then?
34970	What think you would have been our blessed Savior''s thoughts on such a matter?
34970	What was it to be dead?
34970	What was one unknown, sad- eyed, shrieking girl to him?
34970	What was there to be gained by deferring and putting off?
34970	What''s that you have there, cousin Ralph?''
34970	What, in heaven''s name, does this mean, Pierre?
34970	What,_ who_ art thou?
34970	Whence that raving, following so prosperous a life?
34970	Whence then this utter nothing of his acts?
34970	Whence, but from the cruelest compunctions?
34970	Where in Virginia now, find you the panther and the pard?
34970	Where is Delly?
34970	Where is she, turnkey?
34970	Where now are the high beneficences?
34970	Where now are your wolves of Britain?
34970	Where underneath the tester of the night sleeps such another?
34970	Where would you go?
34970	Wherefore have Gloom and Grief been celebrated of old as the selectest chamberlains to knowledge?
34970	Wherefore is it, that not to know Gloom and Grief is not to know aught that an heroic man should learn?
34970	Wherein is the difference between the words Death and Life?
34970	Whither fled the sweet angels that are alledged guardians to man?
34970	Who is it he has wedded?"
34970	Who knew yet of Isabel but Pierre?
34970	Who may you be, sir?"
34970	Who shall put down the charms of Lucy Tartan upon paper?
34970	Who shall stay me?
34970	Who shall tell stars as teaspoons?
34970	Why defer?
34970	Why do n''t mamma like the picture, aunt?"
34970	Why had this been so?
34970	Why in the noblest marble pillar that stands beneath the all- comprising vault, ever should we descry the sinister vein?
34970	Why is her own daughter Lucy without a mate?
34970	Why looks she down, and vibrates so; and why now from her over- charged lids, drops such warm drops as these?
34970	Why now this impassioned, youthful pause?
34970	Why preserve that on which one can not patient look?
34970	Why put off?
34970	Why round her middle wears this world so rich a zone of torrid verdure, if she be not dressing for the final rites?
34970	Why should I not speak out to thee?
34970	Why stops that Cochituate?
34970	Why then?
34970	Why this enkindled cheek and eye?
34970	Why was this, too?
34970	Why, what do you do standing there, Pierre?"
34970	Will you admit me, sir?"
34970	Will you do me a little favor?
34970	Will you help bring some trunks in from the street?
34970	Will you speak to her, Miss Lucy?"
34970	Wilt thou not speak?"
34970	Wilt thou tell me?--Now?
34970	Wilt thou?"
34970	With no chartered aristocracy, and no law of entail, how can any family in America imposingly perpetuate itself?
34970	With the lightning''s flash, the query is spontaneously propounded-- chance, or God?
34970	Woe is me, that fairy love should raise this evil spell!--Pierre?"
34970	Would Love, which is omnipotent, have misery in his domain?
34970	Would Mrs. Tartan doctor lilies when they blow?
34970	Would Mrs. Tartan set about match- making between the steel and magnet?
34970	Would he lend his authority to this unprincipled imposture upon Posterity?
34970	Would it be well, if I slept with her, my brother?"
34970	Would the god of sunlight decree gloom?
34970	Wouldst thou murder her afresh?
34970	Wouldst thou slay me, and slay me a million times more?
34970	Wouldst thou?"
34970	Ye will not swear that, Pierre?"
34970	Yes, those envying angels did come down; did emigrate; and who emigrates except to be better off?
34970	Yet how foreknow and dread in one breath, unless with this divine seeming power of prescience, you blend the actual slimy powerlessness of defense?
34970	You''ve grown a fathom!--who would have known you?
34970	_ Glendinning_, thought I, what is that?
34970	_ How_ must I do it?
34970	_ The love deep as death_--what mean those five words, but that such love can not live, and be continually remembering that the loved one is no more?
34970	_ Where_ is she to go?
34970	_ Who_ has food for her?
34970	_ Who_ is to take her?
34970	a letter for thee-- dost thou hear?
34970	a letter,--may I come in?"
34970	all?
34970	am_ I_ not enough for thee?
34970	and have you really vanquished your sagacious scruples by yourself, after I had so long and ineffectually sought to do it for you?
34970	and is a dog''s skin as valuable as a tiger''s?
34970	and never have done with murdering me?
34970	and nothing left?"
34970	and what does this pang in my soul?
34970	are you sick?"
34970	art thou of such divineness, that I may speak straight on, in all my thoughts, heedless whither they may flow, or what things they may float to me?"
34970	as I look up into thy high secrecies, oh, tree, the face, the face, peeps down on me!--''Art thou Pierre?
34970	aunt;--I do n''t understand;--did she disappear then, aunt?"
34970	by what right snatchest thou thus my deepest thoughts?
34970	can it be?"
34970	can it?
34970	catching Pierre''s arms in both her frantic hands--"tell me, do I blast where I look?
34970	cried Mrs. Glendinning, instantly stopping in terror, and withdrawing her arm from Pierre,"what-- what under heaven ails you?
34970	did you ever see such well- groomed horses?"
34970	eh?--hugging- match, I should call it?"
34970	even while her own silly brothers were pining after the self- same Paradise they left?
34970	every thing?
34970	exclaimed the very intelligent- looking man, rather dubiously,"shall I discharge the hack, then?"
34970	for me?
34970	for such a look as that!--why, Pierre, Pierre?
34970	from my mother?"
34970	groaned Pierre to himself--"Can then my conduct be right?
34970	how?
34970	how?
34970	interrupted Pierre;--"does he live in the country, now, as mother and I do?"
34970	is it?
34970	is my face Gorgon''s?"
34970	is that_ you_, sir?
34970	know''st thou not, that the moist and changeful April is followed by the glad, assured, and showerless joy of June?
34970	lecture?
34970	married?
34970	no-- yes-- surely-- can it?
34970	said Delly,"that keen iron- ringing sound?
34970	said Lucy--"why, yes, Pierre, yes; what secret thing keep I from thee?
34970	said Pierre, as the trunks were being put down before him;"well, how much?"
34970	said the old man, rubbing his back;--"has had the_ chronic- rheumatics_ ever so long; what''s good for''em?"
34970	say, Isabel?
34970	see it?--what I mean, Pierre?
34970	shall I touch the bell?"
34970	shall we go up to the study?"
34970	she murmured;"what can this mean-- Madam-- Madam?
34970	shivering thus day after day in his wrappers and cloaks, is this the warm lad that once sung to the world of the Tropical Summer?
34970	such a stripling as I lecture to fifty benches, with ten gray heads on each?
34970	tell me; have I not now said enough to make plain what I mean?
34970	that love, which in the loved one''s behalf, would still calmly confront all hate?
34970	the number?
34970	well, my boy, how comes on the Inferno?
34970	were you really wandering, Pierre?"
34970	what ails thee?
34970	what at all have you to do with it, I should like to know?
34970	what change is this?
34970	what is that now between thee and me?"
34970	what is the difficulty here?
34970	what sound is that?
34970	what wondrous tools Prometheus used, who knows?
34970	what?
34970	what?--He''s mad sure!--''Fine old fellow Dates''--what?
34970	where is she?
34970	where now in such a squally hurry?
34970	where?
34970	who art thou?
34970	why come ye prowling in these heavenly perlieus?
34970	why do n''t that black advance?
34970	why, Pierre?"
34970	why, why-- what can this madness mean?"
34970	would I not be baser than brass, and harder, and colder than ice, if I could be insensible to such claims as thine?
13721	''Ah, then,''yet lower moan made I;''and why create the germs that sin and suffer, but to perish?'' 13721 ''What shaft has yet been sunk to the antipodes?
13721	A curious story that,said Media;"whence came it?"
13721	A tree? 13721 A truce to your everlasting pratings of old Bardianna,"said King Media; why not speak your own thoughts, Babbalanja?
13721	According to the best accounts, how did he depart, Babbalanja?
13721	Again on the verge, Babbalanja? 13721 Ah, indeed?"
13721	Alas,cried Babbalanja,"do the fairies then wait on repletion?
13721	Alas,sighed Yoomy,"and does he not promise us any good thing, when we are dead?"
13721	All three: is it not a pleasant concert?
13721	Alma all over,cried Mohi;"sure, you read from his sayings?"
13721	And am I not drinking, my lord? 13721 And are all inductions vain?"
13721	And are not foul streams often traced to pure fountains, my lord?
13721	And are not these things enjoined by Alma? 13721 And call you that righteousness, my lord, which is but the price paid down for something else?"
13721	And did Azzageddi conduct you to their realms?
13721	And did I ever deny that?
13721	And how long stay they so?
13721	And how runs it?
13721	And lord Abrazza:--who is he?
13721	And may the guardian of an estate also hold custody of the ward, my lord?
13721	And pray, what may you be driving at, philosopher?
13721	And think you not, old Bardianna knew that?
13721	And think you, old man,said Media,"that, bane or blessing, Bello will yield his birthright?
13721	And was not Vivenza once Dominora''s also? 13721 And what are men?"
13721	And what are they?
13721	And what has the sage to the point this time?
13721	And what if they destroy human life?
13721	And what is death?
13721	And what is it, to be something?
13721	And what may Bardianna have to do with yonder orb?
13721	And what may you be so full of?
13721	And what of them?
13721	And what of them?
13721	And what says the archangel Vavona, Yoomy, in that wonderful drama of his,''The Souls of the Sages?'' 13721 And what sort of a vegetable is that?"
13721	And what wants an aged mortal like you with all these things?
13721	And what was that owing to, my lord?
13721	And what would the company do?
13721	And wherefore,said Media,"do you mortals undertake the ascent at all?
13721	And why may King Yoky ask that question?
13721	And why not?
13721	And why put back? 13721 And with it, you mortals are little else; do you not chirp all over, Mohi?
13721	Are all our dreams, then, vain?
13721	Are these men?
13721	Are you crazy, Babbalanja?
13721	Are you publishing some decamped burglar,said Media,"that you speak thus of my royal friend, the lord Abrazza?
13721	Art resuscitated, then, Babbalanja?
13721	Art thou Ravoo, that thou so pliest thy legs?
13721	Ay, gone,said Babbalanja,"and whither?
13721	Ay, keep moving is my motto; but speaking of hard students, did my lord ever hear of Midni the ontologist and entomologist?
13721	Ay; why not? 13721 Ay?"
13721	Babbalanja,said Media,"no more of your abstrusities; what know you mortals of us gods and demi- gods?
13721	Bring forth your thoughts like men; let them come naked into Mardi.--What do you mean, Babbalanja?
13721	But Babbalanja, is there no way of reconciling these foes?
13721	But Oh- Oh,said Babbalanja,"what other discoveries have you made?
13721	But can that eye see itself, Yoomy?
13721	But could you really be disembodied here in Mardi, Babbalanja, how would you fancy it?
13721	But great Oro must have had some hand in making your mountains and streams.--Would ye have been as great in a desert?
13721	But has it any meaning you know of?
13721	But how enlarge your bounds? 13721 But how knowest thou the way?"
13721	But if the reaper reaps on his own harvest- field, whose then the sheaf, my lord?
13721	But the old fashioned pouch or purse of your grandams?
13721	But what are Dicibles?
13721	But what comes of it?
13721	But what is this ambergris? 13721 But what, if widely he dissent from your belief in Alma;--then, surely, ye must cast him forth?"
13721	But when the jackals howl round you?
13721	But whither now?
13721	But who has seen these things, Mohi?
13721	But who is lord Abrazza?
13721	But who put the balance into thy hands, King Bello?
13721	But without priests and temples, how long will flourish this your faith?
13721	But, Babbalanja,said Yoomy,"what asks Verdanna of Dominora, that Verdanna so clamors at the denial?"
13721	By the way, is it not old Bardianna who says, that no Mardian should undertake to walk, without keeping one foot foremost?
13721	Call ye us brothers, whom ere now ye never saw?
13721	Can not a man then, be described by running off the catalogue of his ancestors?
13721	Come you of a long- lived race,said Mohi,"one free from apoplexies?
13721	Did Babbalanja speak?
13721	Did I not just hint what they were, my child? 13721 Do I not know all about it, minstrel?
13721	Do these attendants, then,said Babbalanja,"so continually new- marshal the idols, that visiting the gallery to- day, you are at a loss to- morrow?"
13721	Do ye then claim to live what your Master hath spoken? 13721 Do you take me for a mere man, then, Babbalanja, that you talk to me thus?"
13721	Do you take me, then, for a fool, and a Fatalist? 13721 Does Yillah choose rather to bower in the wild wilderness of Vivenza, than in the old vineyards of Porpheero?"
13721	Does she not demand her harvests, my lord?
13721	Dost ever feel in thee a sense of right and wrong? 13721 Even so,"said the old man,"is not Oro the father of all?
13721	Fathoms you mean, Mohi; see you not he is musing over the gunwale? 13721 For many ages has not this faith lived, in spite of priests and temples?
13721	From my very birth have I been so, my lord; am I not possessed by a devil?
13721	From sole to crown?
13721	Gibberish, your Highness? 13721 Go we to bury our dead?
13721	Has he not said?
13721	Hast taken root within this treacherous soil?
13721	Have they souls?
13721	Have we mortals naught to rest on, but what we see with eyes? 13721 Have you that, then, of which you speak, Babbalanja?
13721	Heads or tails?
13721	Hear ye not Alanno?
13721	His last words?
13721	How can he, my lord,said Mohi,"when he is thinking of furlongs?"
13721	How is that, Babbalanja,said Media,"is a circle square?"
13721	How know ye me to be king?
13721	How many more theories have you? 13721 How now, Babbalanja?"
13721	How now, mortal?
13721	How now?
13721	How?
13721	How?
13721	I am but a lowly laborer,said the old man, meekly crossing his arms,"but does not the lowliest laborer ask and receive his reward?
13721	I am no sage,said Yoomy,"what would my lord Media do?"
13721	I am willing to assume any thing you please, my lord: what is it?
13721	I can not see,replied Pani; but feeling of his garments, he said,"Thou wouldst deceive me; hast thou not this robe, and this staff?"
13721	If not of yourself, then, Yoomy, of whom else do you think?
13721	If ungrateful, he smite you?
13721	If yet an ingrate?
13721	If you, then, know nothing of the future-- did Bardianna?
13721	In Oro''s name, what ails you, philosopher? 13721 Indeed?"
13721	Indeed?
13721	Indeed?
13721	Is Mardi to be one conflagration? 13721 Is he crazy again?"
13721	Is it not in your serene Highness''s regal port, and eye?
13721	Is it war?
13721	Is it? 13721 Is not this your habitation already more than abundantly supplied with all desirable furnishings?"
13721	Is the last day at hand, old man? 13721 Is the literal part of that a fact?"
13721	Is this man divine?
13721	Is this our lord the king?
13721	Is this specter, Taji?
13721	Is this to be longer borne?
13721	It waxes late,said Mohi;"your Highnesses, is it not time to break up?"
13721	Left he nothing whatever to his kindred?
13721	Let us away,said Media--"why seek more?
13721	May you not possibly mistake, my lord? 13721 Meanest thou, Perfect or Imperfect Dicibles?"
13721	Methinks, Babbalanja, you savor of the mysterious parchment, in Vivenza read:--Ha? 13721 Mohi, how long think you, may one of these pipe- bowls last?"
13721	Mohi, how''s your appetite this morning?
13721	Mohi, what you?
13721	My lord, why land?
13721	My lord, why this mirth? 13721 My lord,"murmured Mohi,"Is not this philosopher like a centipede?
13721	My lord,said Babbalanja;"still must we shun the unmitigated evil; and only view the good; or evil so mixed therewith, the mixture''s both?"
13721	Not so with us; who, rear to rear, shake each other''s tails, and courteously inquire,''Pray, worthy sir, how now stands the great thermometer?''
13721	Now, Mohi, who art thou?
13721	Now, then, Babbalanja,said Media,"what have you come to in all this rhapsody?
13721	Now, to what purpose that anecdote?
13721	Obsequious varlets,said Media,"where tarry your masters?"
13721	Of one poor, and naked?
13721	Old man, would you express an infinite number? 13721 Philosopher, have you a head?"
13721	Philosopher, our great reef is surrounded by an ocean; what think you lies beyond?
13721	Pray, Azzageddi,said Media,"are you not a fool?"
13721	Right royal, and thrice worshipful Lord of Odo, do you take us for our domestics? 13721 Say I not truth, my lord?
13721	Say you so, my lord? 13721 Semi- intelligible, say you, philosopher?"
13721	Serenia?
13721	Shall I adjourn the court then, my lord?
13721	Shall I continue aloud, then, my lord?
13721	Shall I sing it, my lord? 13721 Shall I test his sanity, my lord?"
13721	Shall we land?
13721	Shall we then, my lord?
13721	Still posed, Babbalanja?
13721	Surely, our brief voyage, may not embrace all Mardi like its reef?
13721	Taken out of its socket, will it see at all? 13721 Tell me, Yoomy,"said Babbalanja,"are you not in fault?
13721	Tetrads; Pentads; Hexads; Heptads; Ogdoads:--meanest thou those?
13721	The Isle of Cripples?
13721	Then, if thou comprehendest not my nomenclature:--how my science? 13721 Then, my lord, what brought such a careless being into Mardi?"
13721	Then, what art thou, Mohi?
13721	Then, why deny those theories yourself? 13721 Then, why think at all?
13721	This wine? 13721 Thou meanest not, surely, this stone image we behold?"
13721	Tingling is the test,said Babbalanja,"Yoomy, did you tingle, when that song was composing?"
13721	Vee- Vee,said Babbalanja,"did you fall on purpose?"
13721	Verdanna inferior to Dominora, my lord!--Has she produced no bards, no orators, no wits, no patriots? 13721 Weal or woe?"
13721	Well, Azzageddi, how could that answer his purpose?
13721	Were there no codicils?
13721	What ails that somnambulist?
13721	What dost thou, fellow- being, here in Mardi?
13721	What doth Mardi here, fellow- being, under me?
13721	What has become of our finises, or tails, then?
13721	What is it, my lord? 13721 What is to be done for Verdanna?"
13721	What mermaid is this?
13721	What mob is this?
13721	What next?
13721	What recompense do you desire, old man?
13721	What say you, wise one?
13721	What says your majesty?
13721	What see you, mortal?
13721	What were you about to say concerning the Tunicata order of mollusca, sir philosopher?
13721	What will she do for herself?
13721	What wonders?
13721	What, minstrel; must nothing ultimate come of all that melody? 13721 What, on the cracks in his own pate?"
13721	When, then, wast thou first conscious of being?
13721	Whence came ye?
13721	Where is your king?
13721	Where think you, he is now?
13721	Where was I, Braid- Beard?
13721	Where, indeed?
13721	Where? 13721 Which mean you?"
13721	Which of us is right?
13721	Whither bound? 13721 Who art thou?"
13721	Who composed that monody?
13721	Who eat these plants thus nourished?
13721	Who else is for glory?
13721	Who is this babbler?
13721	Who speaks now?
13721	Who then?--Media?--Any one you know?
13721	Who will heed it,thought he;"what care these fops and brawlers for me?
13721	Whose arms?
13721	Why claim to know Oro, then, better than others?
13721	Why club such frights as ye? 13721 Why land, then?"
13721	Why not blow their trumpets louder, then,cried Media, that all Mardi may hear?"
13721	Why not say so yourself, then?
13721	Why?
13721	Will none tell, who Abrazza is?
13721	Will you never come to the mark, Babbalanja? 13721 Will you quit driving your sleet upon us?
13721	Without what?
13721	Yoomy, did you sup on flounders last night?
13721	Your social state?
13721	''Hast thou come from out the shadows of Ofo?''
13721	''Nay, nay,''replied they, why seek further?
13721	''Will ye without eyes presume to see more sharply than those who have them?
13721	--Hark ye, sirrah;-- why rave you thus in this poor mortal?"
13721	ABRAZZA(_ to Media_)--My dear lord, his teeth are marvelously white and sharp: some she- shark must have been his dam:--does he often grin thus?
13721	ABRAZZA(_ to Media_)--Pray, my lord, is this good gentleman a devil?
13721	ABRAZZA-- And what then?
13721	ABRAZZA-- How came it, that they all were blind?
13721	ABRAZZA-- Wanting the second motive, would the first have sufficed, philosopher?
13721	ALL-- How?
13721	Am I not mad to saddle Mardi with such a task?
13721	And all she now asks, she has had in times past; but without turning it to advantage:--and is she wiser now?"
13721	And divers brief books, with panic- striking titles:--"Are you safe?"
13721	And have I not reason to be wary, when in my boyhood, my own sire was burnt for his temerity; and in this very isle?
13721	And how could that be, unless the substance was first soft?
13721	And if here in Mardi they can not abide an equality with plebeians, even at the altar; how shall they endure them, side by side, throughout eternity?
13721	And is such a madman to be intrusted with himself?
13721	And is this shallow phraseman the renowned Doxodox whom I have been taught so highly to reverence?
13721	And may not this same state of being, though but alternate with me, be continually that of many dumb, passive objects we so carelessly regard?
13721	And now, what was it that originally impelled Lombardo to the undertaking?
13721	And thereby did not her own king unking himself?
13721	And therefore am I not worthy to stand erect before him?
13721	And to what end your eternal inquisitions?
13721	And what first brought her under the sway of Bello''s scepter?
13721	And what is it, that daily and hourly renews, and by a miracle, creates in me my flesh and my blood?
13721	And what, if he pulled down one gross world, and ransacked the etherial spheres, to build up something of his own-- a composite:--what then?
13721	And who lives that blasphemes?
13721	And would Alma inculcate the impossible?
13721	Any kind you please;-- but what are they?"
13721	Are all men of one heart and brain; one bone and sinew?
13721	Are all nations sprung of Dominora''s loins?
13721	Are not all mortals exposed to similar, nay, worse calamities, ineffably unavoidable?
13721	Are not half our lives spent in reproaches for foregone actions, of the true nature and consequences of which, we were wholly ignorant at the time?
13721	Are the cherubim grave?
13721	Are they not fed, clothed, and cared for?
13721	Are they not?"
13721	Are we angels, or dogs?
13721	Are we babes in the woods, to be scared by the shadows of the trees?
13721	Are you certain that doctrine is his?"
13721	Are you content, there where you stand?"
13721	Are your precepts practices?"
13721	Art in hell and damned, that thy sinews so snake- like coil and twist all over thee?
13721	Art thou?"
13721	Assume now, Babbalanja,--assume, my dear prince-- assume it, assume it, I say!--Why do n''t you?"
13721	At a blow, annihilate some distant tribe, now alive and jocund-- and what would we reck?
13721	Away!_""Art still bent on finding evil for thy good?"
13721	Azzageddi, can I drive thee out?"
13721	Azzageddi, is not Mardi a place far pleasanter, than that from whence you came?"
13721	Azzageddi, whom have you there?"
13721	BABBALANJA-- Hear you laughter at the birth of a man child, old man?
13721	Babbalanja rose to his feet, muttering to himself--"Is this assumed, or real?--Can a demi- god be mastered by wine?
13721	Babbalanja, are you acquainted with the history of Lombardo?
13721	Besides, was he not accounted a great god in the land?
13721	But Babbalanja, have you mortals no moral sense, as they call it?"
13721	But I would as lief_ adore_ your image, as that in my heart, for both mean the same; but more, how can I?
13721	But am I not myself an egregious coxcomb?
13721	But are not the old autumnal valleys of Porpheero more glorious than those of vernal Vivenza?
13721	But can opposite emotions be simultaneous in one being?
13721	But come, Babbalanja, hast forgotten all about Lombardo?
13721	But how connected were Hautia and Yillah?
13721	But how know I, that these sensations are identical with myself?
13721	But in the name of the Magi, what were these spells of theirs, so potent and occult?
13721	But look, the stars come forth, and who are these?
13721	But methinks''twas wondrous arrogant in him to talk to all Mardi at that lofty rate.--Did he think himself a god?
13721	But resume, philosopher-- what of Lombardo now?
13721	But shall we pronounce them pious and worthy youths for this?
13721	But tell me, Mohi, how many of your deities of rock and fen think you there are?
13721	But those pilgrims: that trusting girl.--What, if they saw me as I am?
13721	But to speak no more on that head--what sort of a sensation, think you, life is to such creatures as those mollusca?"
13721	But what can be expected from them?
13721	But what cared the dolphins?
13721	But what else see you, mortal?"
13721	But what matter?
13721	But what more of King Bello?
13721	But what said Bardianna, when they dunned him for autographs?--''Who keeps the register of great men?
13721	But when do you seem most yourself?"
13721	But where are our wings, which our fore- fathers surely had not?
13721	But where are the tails of the tadpoles, after their gradual metamorphosis into frogs?
13721	But where''s pretty Yoomy?-- Gone to meditate in the moonlight?
13721	But whither?
13721	But why am I, a middle aged Mardian, less prone to excesses than when a youth?
13721	But why think of that?
13721	But, Babbalanja, if Lombardo had aught to tell to Mardi-- why choose a vehicle so crazy?
13721	But, didst ever hear of his laying his axis?
13721	But, prithee, who are you, sirrah?"
13721	But, superior in men and arms, why, at last, gave over King Bello the hope of reducing those truculent men of Vivenza?
13721	Call you this poetry, minstrel?"
13721	Can none be in your company, Babbalanja, but you must perforce make them hob- a- nob with that old prater?
13721	Can not the divine cunning in thee, Bardianna, transmute to brightness these sullied pages?
13721	Can these sin?''
13721	Can we starve that noble instinct in us, and hope that it will survive?
13721	Come on, I say, for who shall stay ye?
13721	Come, laugh; will no one quaff wine, I say?
13721	Curiosity apart, do we really care whether the people in Bellatrix are immortal or no?
13721	Deaf, blind, and deprived of the power of scent, the bat will steer its way unerringly:--could we?
13721	Death, death:--blind, am I dead?
13721	Did I not say, we would melt him down at last, my lord?"
13721	Did he show it to any one for an opinion?
13721	Did he think to bejuggle me with his preposterous gibberish?
13721	Did not her own Chief Dermoddi fly to Bello''s ancestor for protection against his own seditious subjects?
13721	Did not their bards pronounce them a fresh start in the Mardian species; requiring a new world for their full development?
13721	Did they not strike at the rash deity in Alma?"
13721	Did ye not bring it with ye from the bold old shores of Dominora, where there is a fullness of it left?
13721	Do I exaggerate?--Mohi, tell me, if, save one lucid interval, Verdanna, while independent of Dominora, ever discreetly conducted her affairs?
13721	Do Tartary and Siberia lie beyond?
13721	Do not thy chronicles record me?
13721	Do our dreams come from below, and not from the skies?
13721	Do the archangels survey aught more glorious than the constellations we nightly behold?
13721	Do we then mutually deceive?
13721	Do you hear?"
13721	Do you show a tropical calm without?
13721	Does he abstain, who is not incited?
13721	Does not all Mardi wink and look on?
13721	Flozella- a- Nina!--An omen?
13721	For though many of my actions seem to have objects, and all of them somehow run into each other; yet, where is the grand result?
13721	For where the sense of a simple exchange of quantities, alike in value?"
13721	For which has the care of the other?
13721	Genius, genius?--a thousand years hence, to be a household- word?--I?-- Lombardo?
13721	Gibberish?
13721	Gibberish?
13721	Go we to a funeral, that our paddles seem thus muffled?
13721	Ha, ha!--will nobody join me?
13721	Had kind friends died, and bequeathed him their voices?
13721	Has it eyes to see itself; or is it blind?
13721	Has it not ever proved so?"
13721	Hast thou thyself his records searched?"
13721	Hast yet brought your microscope to bear upon a downy peach, or a rosy cheek?"
13721	Hast yet put a usurer under your lens, to find his conscience?
13721	Hath genius any stamp and imprint, obvious to possessors?
13721	Hath not Oro made me?
13721	Have I been sane?
13721	Have frogs any tails, old man?
13721	Have you no statistical table?"
13721	Having five keys, hold we all that open to knowledge?
13721	Herd ye, to keep in countenance; or are afraid of your own hideousness, that ye dread to go alone?
13721	How can we err, thus feeling?
13721	How comes it, that with so Many things to divide them, the valley- tribes still keep their mystic league intact?"
13721	How few are aware that ever it was?
13721	How is this, old man?"
13721	How is this?"
13721	How it crackles, forks, and roars!--Is this our funeral pyre?"
13721	How many are superfluous?
13721	How set he about that great undertaking, his Kortanza?
13721	How so?"
13721	I beseech you, who was the sage that asked it?"
13721	I faint, I am wordless:--something, nothing, riddles,--does Mardi hold her?"
13721	I may have come to the Penultimate, but where, sweet Yoomy, is the Ultimate?
13721	I mean, behind the scenes?
13721	I reel with incense:--can such sweets be evil?"
13721	I see with other eyes:--Are these my hands?
13721	I''ve told no secrets?"
13721	If eagles gaze at the sun, may not men at the gods?"
13721	If ever thou art sane again, wilt thou have reminiscences?
13721	Imbedded in amber, do we not find little fishes''fins, porpoise- teeth, sea- gulls''beaks and claws; nay, butterflies''wings, and sometimes a topaz?
13721	In Mardi, Alma preached in open fields,--and must his worshipers have palaces?"
13721	In his journeys inland, his little child leads him; why not, then, take the guide''s guide?"
13721	In the sight of a fowl, that sees not our souls, what are our own tokens of animation?
13721	In this grand silence, so intense, pierced by that pointed mass,--could ten thousand slaves have ever toiled?
13721	Is Oro''s honor in the keeping of Mardi?-- Oro''s conscience in man''s hands?
13721	Is it not a great and extensive republic?
13721	Is it not better for you mortals to clutch error as in a vice, than have your fingers meet in your hand?
13721	Is it not so, Oh- Oh?"
13721	Is it not terrifying to think of?
13721	Is it so?
13721	Is it so?
13721	Is not Kanneeda, Dominora''s?"
13721	Is not Oro omnipresent-- absolutely every where?"
13721	Is not reason subtile as quicksilver-- live as lightning-- a neighing charger to advance, but a snail to recede?
13721	Is not that, the evil eye that long ago did haunt me?
13721	Is she not the star, that must, ere long, lead up the constellations, though now unrisen?
13721	Is such a being nothing?"
13721	Is the great sun itself a frigid spectator?
13721	Is this thing of madness conscious to thyself?
13721	King Media?
13721	Know ye not, that here are many serfs, who, incited to obtain their liberty, might wreak some dreadful vengeance?
13721	Know you aught yet unrevealed by Babbalanja?"
13721	MEDIA-- And now that Lombardo is long dead and gone-- and his work, hooted during life, lives after him-- what think the present company of it?
13721	MEDIA-- And what was that?
13721	MEDIA-- Any one else?
13721	MEDIA-- Well: and what said Lombardo to those good friends of his,-- Zenzori, Hanto, and Roddi?
13721	MEDIA-- What is said of him there?
13721	MEDIA-- What then?
13721	MOHI-- Indeed?
13721	Many books, and many long, long chapters, are wanting to Vivenza''s history; and whet history but is full of blood?"
13721	May not his monody, then, be a spontaneous melody, that has been with us since Mardi began?
13721	Mohi, am I not a king?
13721	Mohi, what of the past?
13721	Must I go, and the flowers still bloom?
13721	Must you forever be a sieve for good grain to run through, while you retain but the chaff?
13721	Must your religion go hand in hand with all things secular?"
13721	My lord, are not our legs and arms all right?"
13721	Now, could it have been Babbalanja?
13721	Now, my masters, how far think you a flea may leap at one spring?
13721	Now, when the rocks grow gray, does man first sprout his beard?
13721	Of all men, am I the wisest, to stand upon a pedestal, and teach the mob?
13721	Of what available value reputation, unless wedded to power, dentals, or place?
13721	Oh, ye all- wise spirits in the air, how can ye witness all this woe, and give no sign?
13721	Or do we delude ourselves with being gods, and end in grubs?
13721	Or how can you hope to breathe that rarefied air, unfitted for your human lungs?"
13721	Or shall we employ it but for a paw, to help us to our bodily needs, as the brutes use their instinct?
13721	Or, do they lie?
13721	Or, has Vivenza yet proved her creed?
13721	Perceive you, Braid- Beard, that the trade- wind blows dead across this strait from Dominora, and not from Verdanna?
13721	Pray, observe how tall we are; just feel of our thighs; Are we not a glorious people?
13721	Rejoined Media:"But think you not, that possibly, Alma may have been misconceived?
13721	Rememberest thou, fellow- being, when thou wast born?"
13721	Round centuries on centuries have wheeled by:--has all this been its nonage?
13721	Said Babbalanja,"Very clever, my lord; but think you not, there are men eloquent, who never babble in the marketplace?"
13721	Said Media,"And do you famous mortals, then, take no pleasure in hearing your bravos?"
13721	Said Media:"I have heard much of the famed image of Mujo, the Nursing Mother;--can you point it out, Braid- Beard?"
13721	Said Mohi:"Do you deny, then, the everlasting torments?"
13721	Said Yoomy,"For that which stings, there is no cure,""Who, who is Hautia, that she stabs me thus?"
13721	Said he,"What fasting soldier can fight?
13721	Saw ye ever such a land as this?
13721	See you Paradise, that you look so wildly?"
13721	Seek you proselytes?
13721	Shall I tell you a story?"
13721	Shall we seek him out, that we may hearken to his wisdom?
13721	Sigh these yet to know?
13721	Smote with superstition, shall we let it wither and die out, a dead, limb to a live trunk, as the mad devotee''s arm held up motionless for years?
13721	So far off, can he live?
13721	Some remedies applied, and the company grown composed, Babbalanja thus:--"My lord Media, was there any human necessity for that accident?"
13721	Sure, there''s naught heard but yonder murmuring surf; what other sound heard you?"
13721	Taji, could you?"
13721	Take them, my friend; I have put in some good things for you:"MEDIA-- And who was Pollo?
13721	Tell a good man that he is free to commit murder,--will he murder?
13721	Tell a murderer that at the peril of his soul he indulges in murderous thoughts,--will that make him a saint?"
13721	Tell me, Mohi, where the Ephina?
13721	Tell me, if Verdanna may not claim full many a star along King Bello''s tattooed arm of Fame?
13721	Their prayers all said, and their futurities securely invested,--who so carefree and cozy as they?
13721	Then Pani said:"and what mortal may this be, who pretends to thread the labyrinthine wilds of Maramma?
13721	Then at arm''s length held them, and said,"And is all this wisdom lost?
13721	Then, are we not brothers?
13721	Then, turning upon Nulli,"How can ye abide to sway this curs''d dominion?"
13721	Then, whispering to Mohi--"Is he daft again?"
13721	Think you he discriminates between the deist and atheist?
13721	Think you, my lord, there is no sensation in being a tree?
13721	This very instant, my lord, my yeoman- guard is on duty without, to drive off intruders.--Hark!--what noise is that?--Ho, who comes?"
13721	To what final purpose, do I walk about, eat, think, dream?
13721	To what great end, does Mohi there, now stroke his beard?"
13721	Toil we not here?
13721	Vee- Vee; have you no cooling beverage?
13721	Was I not told to wrest commendation from it, though I tortured it to the quick?"
13721	Was she not always full of fights and factions?
13721	Was this isle, then, to prove the last place of my search, even as it was the Last- Verse- of- the- Song?
13721	Were they never heard of till he came?
13721	Were this well?
13721	What are others to us?
13721	What art thou, mortal?"
13721	What bard composed the soft verses that our palm boughs sing at even?
13721	What did Lombardo then?
13721	What else dost thou see?"
13721	What ethics prevail in the Pleiades?
13721	What hope for the fatherless among ye?"
13721	What is amber, old man?"
13721	What is this shining light in heaven, this sun they tell me of?
13721	What isle but Dominora could have supplied thee with that stiff spine of thine?-- That heart of boldest beat?
13721	What jargon of human sounds so puissant as to insult the unutterable majesty divine?
13721	What murderers these?"
13721	What now?"
13721	What shall appall us?
13721	What things have the synods in Sagittarius decreed?"
13721	What thoughts are these?
13721	What to him were huzzas?
13721	What underlieth the gold mines?
13721	What wonder then, that Bello of the Hump, the old sea- king of Mardi, should sport a brave ocean- chariot?
13721	What wonder, then, and where the wrong, if Henro, Bello''s conquering sire, seized the diadem?"
13721	What, if I was sad but just now?
13721	When we hear them, why seem they so natural, receiving our spontaneous approval?
13721	When you pour water, does it not gurgle?
13721	When you strike a pearl shell, does it not ring?
13721	When, then, did it begin?
13721	Whence come you, Azzageddi?"
13721	Whence then is this?
13721	Whence thy undoubted valor?
13721	Where have I lived till now?
13721	Where''s my throne?
13721	Where?"
13721	Wherever a canoe is beached, see you not the palm- trees pine?
13721	Which is ever giving timely hints, and elderly warnings?
13721	Which toils and ticks while the other sleeps?
13721	Who dare not declare, that we are not invincible?
13721	Who else may till unwholesome fields, but these?
13721	Who in Arcturus hath heard of us?
13721	Who is this?--a god?
13721	Who may read?
13721	Who may withstand the people?
13721	Who now thinks of that burning sphere?
13721	Who posted that parchment for you?"
13721	Who will read me?
13721	Who would not die brave, His ear smote by a stave?
13721	Who would suppose she had ever beat tappa for a living?"
13721	Who, what is he?
13721	Why fever your soul with these things?
13721	Why not follow it, Babbalanja?"
13721	Why not leap your graves, while ye may?
13721	Why not take creeds as they come?
13721	Will a tri- crowned king resign his triple diadem?
13721	Will gold the heart- ache cure?
13721	Will it have no end?
13721	Will my grave be more dark, than all is now?-- From dark to dark!--What is this subtle something that is in me, and eludes me?
13721	Will you weep?
13721	With golden pills and potions is sickness warded off?--the shrunken veins of age, dilated with new wine of youth?
13721	Would''st thou insult me with thy torn- foolery?
13721	Wouldst thou unking me?"
13721	Yet is not Verdanna as a child of King Bello''s?"
13721	Yet there thou sittest, Yoomy, gentle as a dove.--What art thou, minstrel, that thy soft, singing soul should so master all mortals?
13721	Yet why, why live?
13721	Yoomy, am I not the soul of some one glorious song?
13721	You have given us the history of the rock; can your sapience tell the origin of all the isles?
13721	Your cup, Babbalanja; any lees?"
13721	_ thou_ horrified at this?
13721	and dwelling in moody state, all by himself, in the goodliest island of Mardi?
13721	and even if attainable, what would you do upon that lofty, clouded summit?
13721	and how long may ink last?
13721	and moving lights, and painted lanterns!--What grand shore is this?
13721	and shall it not survive them?
13721	and shall we be forever slothful elsewhere?
13721	and thou, the Hautia who hast followed me, and wooed, and mocked, and tempted me, through all this long, long voyage?
13721	are there no tall men in Dominora, that King Bello must needs send this dwarf hither?"
13721	because the sky is clouded, why cloud your brows?
13721	cried Babbalanja, but turn the medal, my lord;-- what says the reverse?"
13721	cried Babbalanja,"comes sweet scented ambergris from those musky and chain- plated river cavalry?
13721	cried Babbalanja;"and are their souls, then, blown out as candles?"
13721	cried Babbalanja;"and doth this thing exist?
13721	cried Media,"there, chiseled over the arch?"
13721	cried Media;"what now?"
13721	cried Mohi,"are we then taken for cripples, by the very King of the Cripples?
13721	cried Yoomy,"must I be not, and millions be?
13721	cried he with the wondrous eyes,"come ye, firebrands, to light the flame of revolt?
13721	cried the blind old pilgrim;"is it, then, a stone image that Pani calls a tree?
13721	demanded Media,"why could no trace be found?"
13721	did Alma revisit Mardi, think you, it would be among those Morals he would lay his head?"
13721	did Lombardo laugh with a long face?
13721	didst ever hear of the Shark- Syllogism?"
13721	do we part?
13721	does he not know that all the Past and its graves are being dug over?"
13721	drowned then, even as she dreamed:--I come, I come!--Ha, what form is this?--hast mosses?
13721	essaying the deposition of kings?
13721	feeling the sap in one''s boughs, the breeze in one''s foliage?
13721	have all martyrs for thee bled in vain; in vain we poets sang, and prophets spoken?
13721	having power of life and death?
13721	he cried, pointing his pike,"or peace?"
13721	how Mardi came to be?"
13721	how convert the vicious, without persuasion of some special seers?
13721	how he sinks!--but did''st ever dive in deep waters, Taji?
13721	how may we know or not, we are what we would be?
13721	must all dissemble?
13721	my lord, is there no blest Odonphi?
13721	my wise ones, you have hit it,"cried Piko;"but will Hello say ay?"
13721	no Astrazzi?"
13721	no final and inexhaustible meaning?
13721	no happiness supreme?
13721	none of that golden wine distilled from torrid grapes, and then sent northward to be cellared in an iceberg?
13721	of those who, living thoughtless lives of sin, die unregenerate; no service done to Oro or to Mardian?''
13721	of what merit, his precepts, unless they may be practiced?
13721	one of a herd, bison- like, wending its way across boundless meadows of ether?
13721	or a libertine, to find his heart?
13721	or does that witch Hautia haunt thee?
13721	said Babbalanja,"have you?"
13721	said Media, calmly;"whom can they seek?--you, Taji?"
13721	said Media,"Bardianna, Azzageddi, or Babbalanja?"
13721	said Media,"what say you to that, now, Babbalanja?"
13721	said Media;"are there those who soothe themselves with the thought of everlasting flames?"
13721	said Mohi,"who does not see stars at such times?
13721	said Yoomy,"and has not the reaper a right to his sheaf?"
13721	saw you not the dust?"
13721	say the Islanders,"are they not sacred?"
13721	sea- thyme?
13721	see you not the isle is hedged?"
13721	supreme?
13721	their state still mixed?
13721	these great geniuses writing trash?
13721	think you it is nothing to be a world?
13721	those imaginary beings?
13721	to have the upper hand of me?
13721	turn toward us hearts estranged?
13721	what ails thee?"
13721	what incense is this?"
13721	what inscription is that?"
13721	what regions lie beyond?"
13721	what vile thing are you not?
13721	where, where, where, my lord, is the everlasting Tekana?
13721	which keeps house?
13721	which looks after the replenishing of the aorta and auricles, and stores away the secretions?
13721	who decides upon noble actions?
13721	who''s for Cathay?"
13721	why do we think we have heard them before?
13721	why not be content on the plain?
13721	will gold, on solid centers empires fix?
13721	with opium, thou wouldst drug this land, and murder it in sleep!--And what boot thy conquests here?
13721	would you have my epitaph read thus:--''Here lies the emptiest of mortals, who was full of himself?''
13721	you would take advantage of my reveries, would you?
21816	''How can you speak so, friend Orchis, of those who were my father''s friends?''
21816	A bottle of wine?
21816	A free dog, eh? 21816 A philanthropist is necessarily an enthusiast; for without enthusiasm what was ever achieved but commonplace?
21816	A saint a sad dog?
21816	A sound boy? 21816 A very strange one,"answered the auditor, who had been such not with perfect ease,"but is it true?"
21816	A white masquerading as a black?
21816	Accommodate? 21816 Acquittal?"
21816	Ah!--But am I again mistaken,( his eye falling on the swamp- oak stick,) or do n''t you go a little lame, sir?
21816	Ah, my way now,cried the old man, peering before him,"where lies my way to my state- room?"
21816	Ah, who is this? 21816 Ah, who would be a stranger?
21816	Alms, if the sum borrowed is returned?
21816	An operator, ah? 21816 An_ unfriendly_ accommodation?
21816	And are all these buildings now standing?
21816	And ca n''t you do that without sinning against your conscience, as you believe? 21816 And do you know whence this sort of fellow gets his sulk?
21816	And how is that, friend?
21816	And is not my friend politic? 21816 And is the age of wonders passed?
21816	And of what? 21816 And what did it say?
21816	And what race may_ you_ belong to? 21816 And what says the word?
21816	And what was that?
21816	And what was that?
21816	And who is your master, Guinea?
21816	And who of my fine- fellow species may you be? 21816 And who of my sublime species may you be?"
21816	And why did n''t you?
21816	And why did you not tell me your object before?
21816	And why do n''t you add, much good may the philosophy of Mark Winsome do me? 21816 And with submission, sir, what is the greatest judge, bishop or prophet, but a talking man?
21816	Apocrypha?
21816	Are you a centaur?
21816	Are you competent to a good shave, barber?
21816	Are you in earnest? 21816 Are you in earnest?"
21816	At what?
21816	Awake in his sleep, sure enough, ai n''t he?
21816	Aye, and where your fine knavery now? 21816 Aye, but are you?
21816	Been eaves- dropping, eh?
21816	Brightening? 21816 Broker?
21816	But Charlie, dear Charlie, what new notions are these? 21816 But do you think it the fair thing to unmask an operator that way?"
21816	But have you tried the Omni- Balsamic Reinvigorator, sir?
21816	But how about the window?
21816	But how am I to get my profits-- ugh, ugh!--and my money back? 21816 But how are we to find all these people in this great crowd?"
21816	But if to the audacity of the design there be brought a commensurate circumspectness of execution, how then?
21816	But is analogy argument? 21816 But is not an honest man to be trusted?"
21816	But is not this doctrine of triangles someway inconsistent with your doctrine of labels?
21816	But is there not some one who can speak a good word for you?
21816	But may you not be over- confident?
21816	But now that the idea is suggested,said the stranger, with infantile intellectuality,"does it not raise the desire?"
21816	But pray, now, by your account, what precisely may be this mysterious knowledge gained in your trade? 21816 But suppose I did want a boy-- what they jocosely call a good boy-- how could your absurd office help me?--Philosophical Intelligence Office?"
21816	But supposing I did,with cool self- collectedness,"could you do up the thing for me, and here?"
21816	But what had you done?
21816	But what is its object? 21816 But where do you live?"
21816	But who was it you laughed at? 21816 But why not, friend, put as charitable a construction as one can upon the poor fellow?"
21816	But wo n''t you loan me the money?
21816	But yarbs, yarbs; yarbs are good?
21816	But you are connected with one in particular.--The''Black Rapids,''are you not?
21816	But you have money in your trunk, though?
21816	But, but,in a kind of vertigo,"what do-- do you do-- do with people''s money?
21816	But, respected sir, if you will not have boys, might we not, in our small way, accommodate you with a man?
21816	But_ why_ did you never hear of convivial bats, nor anybody else? 21816 Ca n''t see the goose?
21816	Ca n''t you remember the number? 21816 Can I any way befriend you?"
21816	Can I assist you?
21816	Can I be so changed? 21816 Charlemont?
21816	Cigars?
21816	Come, now,said the cosmopolitan, a little reproachfully,"you ought to have sympathized with that man; tell me, did you feel no fellow- feeling?
21816	Confess yourself an eaves- dropper?
21816	Confidence in you?
21816	Confidence?
21816	Could you, indeed?
21816	Dear? 21816 Did I hear something about herbs and herb- doctors?"
21816	Did he? 21816 Did he?
21816	Did n''t I say he had friends?
21816	Did n''t I say that before?
21816	Did n''t believe it? 21816 Disparage the press?"
21816	Do n''t you know me?
21816	Do you hear that about the wise man?
21816	Do you know anything about him?
21816	Do you think it was the true light?
21816	Do you think, then, barber, that, in a certain point, all the trades and callings of men are much on a par? 21816 Does diffidence prevail over duty?
21816	Does it produce insensibility?
21816	Dr. Johnson was a good Christian, was n''t he?
21816	Eh?
21816	Excuse me,said he,"but, if I err not, I was speaking to you the other day;--on a Kentucky boat, was n''t it?"
21816	Fair? 21816 Favor?
21816	First, let me----"Nay, but first tell me what took you to the Fair?
21816	For me?
21816	Free, eh? 21816 Freely drink?
21816	Go back to nurse again, eh? 21816 Good, trustworthy boy, I hope?"
21816	Handkerchief?--gloves? 21816 Hands off?
21816	Happy? 21816 Have you no charity, friend?"
21816	Have you seen him, sir?
21816	Have you tried anything for it?
21816	He''s seeing visions now, ai n''t he?
21816	Help? 21816 Herb- doctor?
21816	His benefactor? 21816 His name is Truman, is it?"
21816	Honest man? 21816 Honest?"
21816	How about that last?
21816	How can I go find''em myself? 21816 How can you ask me, my dear Frank?
21816	How did you come to dream that I wanted anything in your line, eh?
21816	How did you find that out?
21816	How do other hypocritical beggars twist theirs? 21816 How does that make him incurable?"
21816	How now?
21816	How old?
21816	How was that?
21816	How, again?
21816	How, how?
21816	How, hypocritical?
21816	How? 21816 How?"
21816	How?
21816	How?
21816	How?
21816	How?--the price of this medicine?
21816	I retain,with a clinch,"and now how much?"
21816	I said,''Thank you, sir, but I do n''t see the connection,''"How could you so unsweetly answer one with a sweet voice?
21816	I wonder who''s his mother; and whether she knows what late hours he keeps?
21816	I?
21816	In an oven? 21816 In philosophy?
21816	In some points he was; yet, how comes it that under his own hand, St. Augustine confesses that, until his thirtieth year, he was a very sad dog?
21816	Inconsistency? 21816 Indeed, and what did you say to him?"
21816	Indeed? 21816 Industrious?"
21816	Is a rattle- snake accountable?
21816	Is it not charity to ease human suffering? 21816 Is it possible, my dear sir,"resumed he with the weed,"that you do not recall my countenance?
21816	Is it to be believed that, in this Christian company, there is no one charitable person? 21816 Is the sight of humanity so very disagreeable to you then?
21816	Is there within here any agent or any member of any charitable institution whatever?
21816	It''s best, ai n''t it?
21816	Jeremy Diddler? 21816 Large loaf?
21816	Let the unfortunate man go his ways.--What is that large book you have with you?
21816	Little as you drank of this elixir of logwood? 21816 Loose bait ai n''t bad,"said the boy,"look a lie and find the truth; do n''t care about a Counterfeit Detector, do ye?
21816	May he not be knave, fool, and genius altogether?
21816	Mexico? 21816 Money- belt?
21816	Murder? 21816 My dear,_ dear_ sir, how could you impute to me such preposterous self- seeking?
21816	Natur is good Queen Bess; but who''s responsible for the cholera?
21816	Never mind_ him_, sir,said the old man anxiously,"but tell me truly, did you, indeed, read from the book just now?"
21816	Never saw the negro- minstrels, I suppose?
21816	New Jerusalem?
21816	No confidence in dis poor ole darkie, den?
21816	No humor in it?
21816	No;--good performer?
21816	Not_ his_, barber? 21816 Now what is it you suspect of this fellow?"
21816	Now what sort of a beginning is this? 21816 Obstacles?
21816	Oh, no need of that.--You could sell me some of that stock, then?
21816	Oh, now, now, ca n''t you be convivial without being censorious? 21816 Oh, oh, good ge''mmen, have you no confidence in dis poor ole darkie?"
21816	Oh, oh,taking a moderate sip,"but you, why do n''t you drink?"
21816	Oh, that a Christian man should speak agin natur and yarbs-- ugh, ugh, ugh!--ain''t sick men sent out into the country; sent out to natur and grass?
21816	Oh, you have trusted somebody? 21816 Open their eyes?"
21816	Out of his mind, ai n''t he?
21816	Practicable?
21816	Pray, now,with a sort of sociable sorrowfulness, slowly sliding along the rail,"Pray, now, my young friend, what volume have you there?
21816	Pray, sir,said the herb- doctor to the Missourian,"for what were you giving thanks just now?"
21816	Pray, what have you there?
21816	Pray, what society of vintners and old topers are you hired to lecture for?
21816	Pray, will you put your money in your belt to- night?
21816	Pray,in conclusion,"do you think that upon a pinch anything could be transacted on board here with the transfer- agent?
21816	Pun away; but even accepting your analogical pun, what does it amount to? 21816 Punster, respected sir?"
21816	Really, sir-- why, sir-- really-- I--"Could you put confidence in_ me_ for instance?
21816	Really?
21816	Recant?
21816	Remorse drives man away from man? 21816 Saddish?"
21816	Same voice as before, ai n''t it? 21816 Scoundrels?"
21816	See what?
21816	Shall I give you the judge''s philosophy, and all?
21816	Since we are thus joined in mind,said the stranger,"why not be joined in hand?"
21816	Sir,said the collegian without the least embarrassment,"do I understand that you are officially connected with the Black Rapids Coal Company?"
21816	Slaves?
21816	So I was.--Let me see,unmindful of his purchases for the moment,"what, now, was it?
21816	Solitary?
21816	Some might be bought, perhaps; but why do you ask? 21816 St. Augustine?
21816	St. Louis, ah? 21816 Stay,"pausing in his swing, not untouched by so unexpected an act;"stay-- thank''ee-- but will this really do me good?
21816	Steady, hard- working cooper like you; what was the reason you could n''t get bail?
21816	Still you do n''t recall my countenance?
21816	Still, Charlie, was not the loan in the first place a friend''s act?
21816	Stock?
21816	Suppose he had been also a misanthrope?
21816	Suppose they did?
21816	Sure it''s_ quite_ perfect, though?
21816	Sure, you do n''t think that natur, Dame Natur, will hurt a body, do you?
21816	Talk away,disdainfully;"but pray tell me what has that last analogy of yours to do with your intelligence office business?"
21816	Tall? 21816 Tell me, how put the requisite assortment of good qualities into a boy, as the assorted mince into the pie?"
21816	Tell stories?
21816	That''s your Confession of Faith, is it? 21816 The Wall street spirit?"
21816	The divils are laughing now, are they?
21816	The sham is evident, then?
21816	The sun is the baker, eh?
21816	The water- cure? 21816 Then lucky the fate of the first- born of Egypt, cold in the grave ere maturity struck them with a sharper frost.--Charlie?"
21816	Then throw that Detector away, I say again; it only makes you purblind; do n''t you see what a wild- goose chase it has led you? 21816 Then why that sign?"
21816	Then you do n''t believe in these''ere yarb- doctors?
21816	Then you do really know him, and he is quite worthy? 21816 Then you do really think,"hectically,"that if I take this medicine,"mechanically reaching out for it,"I shall regain my health?"
21816	Then you give me hope?
21816	Then you have been his benefactor?
21816	Then you have not always been in the charity business?
21816	Then you have passed a veto upon boys?
21816	Then you have studied the thing? 21816 There, barber; will that do?"
21816	These marginal squares here, are they the water- lots?
21816	Think it will cure me?
21816	Tombs? 21816 Two dollars?
21816	Ugh!--how much?
21816	Was n''t an angel, was it? 21816 Water- lots in the city of New Jerusalem?
21816	Wellsaid he, now familiarly seating himself in the vacated chair,"what do you think of Mark?
21816	Well, suppose we talk about Charlemont?
21816	Well, then?
21816	Well, then?
21816	Well, what do you think of the story of Charlemont?
21816	Well, where is Guinea?
21816	Well,acquiesced the cosmopolitan, seating himself, and quietly brimming his glass,"what shall we talk about?"
21816	What are you talking about? 21816 What are you?
21816	What do the divils find to laugh about in wisdom, begorrah? 21816 What do you remark?
21816	What do you talk your hog- latin to me for?
21816	What does all that mean, now?
21816	What does it show?
21816	What herbs? 21816 What is your name, old boy?"
21816	What need to, if already I believe that it is what it is lettered to be?
21816	What sort of a sensation is misanthropy?
21816	What''s deadly- nightshade? 21816 What''s that about the Apocalypse?"
21816	What''s that? 21816 What, barber, do you say that such cynical sort of things are in the True Book, by which, of course, you mean the Bible?"
21816	What, distrust cards? 21816 What, in wonder''s name-- ugh, ugh!--is he talking about?"
21816	What, then, my_ dear_ Frank? 21816 What, what?"
21816	When all is said then, what good have I of your friendship, regarded in what light you will?
21816	Where are we to find them?
21816	Where does he live?
21816	Where is he? 21816 Where shall I begin?
21816	Where''s his office?
21816	Where? 21816 Where?
21816	Who can he be?
21816	Who do you mean?
21816	Who in the name of the great chimpanzee, in whose likeness, you, Marzetti, and the other chatterers are made, who in thunder are you?
21816	Who is abused? 21816 Who''s that describing the confidence- man?"
21816	Who, pray?
21816	Why do knowing employers shun youths from asylums, though offered them at the smallest wages? 21816 Why do n''t you go find''em yourself?"
21816	Why do you start?
21816	Why do you think so?
21816	Why, barber, are you reaching up to catch birds there with salt?
21816	Why, did n''t he tell you?
21816	Why, do you really believe that your world''s charity will ever go into operation?
21816	Why, do you sell the stock?
21816	Why, in this paper here, you engage, sir, to insure me against a certain loss, and----"Certain? 21816 Why, why, why?"
21816	Why, you know that you gave him your confidence, do n''t you?
21816	Why, you stand self- contradicted, barber; do n''t you?
21816	Why,moved,"you do n''t mean to say, that what you repeated is really down there?
21816	Why?
21816	Why?
21816	Why?
21816	Wisdom?
21816	With what heart,cried Frank, still in character,"have you told me this story?
21816	With your traveler''s lock on your door to- night, you will think yourself all safe, wo n''t you?
21816	Wo n''t truth do, Frank? 21816 World''s Fair?
21816	Would n''t think it was I who laughed would you?
21816	Would you favor me by explaining?
21816	Yarb- doctors? 21816 Yes, but what is it to you?
21816	Yes, do n''t you both perform acts? 21816 Yes, for you; do you know anything about the negro, apparently a cripple, aboard here?
21816	Yes, it''s a little irregular, perhaps, but----"Dear me, you do n''t think of doing any business with me, do you? 21816 Yes, sir:--boys?
21816	Yes,leaning over the table on his elbow and genially gesturing at him with his forefinger:"yes, and, as I said, you do n''t remark the sting of it?"
21816	Yes; but what of that? 21816 You Praise- God- Barebones you, what are you groaning about?
21816	You are an abolitionist, ai n''t you?
21816	You are his confidential clerk, ai n''t you?
21816	You are warm against these bears?
21816	You are?
21816	You have not descended to the dead, have you? 21816 You have?
21816	You mean the eight hundred million power?
21816	You seem pretty wise, my lad,said the cosmopolitan;"why do n''t you sell your wisdom, and buy a coat?"
21816	You speak of cash, barber; pray in what connection?
21816	You tell him it''s all stuff, do n''t you?
21816	You think I have done you good, then? 21816 You trifle.--I ask again, if a white, how could he look the negro so?"
21816	You would n''t like to be concerned in the New Jerusalem, would you?
21816	Your art? 21816 _ How_ exactly is that?"
21816	_ I_ ask? 21816 _ I_ have confidence in nature?
21816	_ My_ master?
21816	_ Only_ a man? 21816 _ Whose_, pray?
21816	''But how much?''
21816	''But where are your friends?''
21816	''But, he do n''t look very clean, does he?''
21816	''Has he, we respectfully ask, as yet, evinced any noble quality?''
21816	''Nature in Disease?''
21816	''Santa Cruz?
21816	----"Pray, sir, have you seen a gentleman with a weed hereabouts, rather a saddish gentleman?
21816	3?"
21816	A good boy?"
21816	A sick philosopher is incurable?"
21816	After watching him a while, the cosmopolitan said in a formal voice,"Well, what say you, Mr. Foreman; guilty, or not guilty?--Not guilty, ai n''t it?"
21816	Ah!----""Where?
21816	Ah, is that he?"
21816	Ai n''t they rather long and narrow for pocket- books?"
21816	Ai n''t you,"to the Missourian,"going to buy some of that medicine?"
21816	All terra firma-- you do n''t seem to care about investing, though?"
21816	Am_ I_, for instance, an actor?
21816	And I, being personally a stranger to you, how can you have confidence in me?"
21816	And conviviality, what is it?
21816	And creditor and friend, can they ever be one?
21816	And did it not bring about what in effect was the enmity of Orchis?
21816	And how?
21816	And in either case, is any reproach involved?
21816	And is this-- I put it to you, sir-- is this the view of an arrogant rival and pretender?"
21816	And the nature of them?
21816	And the reason for giving them?"
21816	And were there nothing else, who shall answer for his digestion, upon which so much depends?"
21816	And what is that?"
21816	And what more meddlesome between friends than a loan?
21816	And what would be your fee?"
21816	And when it does spring, do you cut down the young thistles, and wo n''t they spring the more?
21816	And who be Puritans, that I, an Alabamaian, must do them reverence?
21816	And who made an idiot of Peter the Wild Boy?"
21816	And who will refuse, what Turk or Dyak even, his own little dollar for sweet charity''s sake?
21816	And who, it might be returned, did ever dress or act like harlequin?
21816	And why is it that the modern Cain dreads nothing so much as solitary confinement?
21816	And why?
21816	And yours?"
21816	And, I say now, I happen to have a superfluity in my pocket, and I''ll just----""----Act the part of a brother to that unfortunate man?"
21816	And, by its being such, is not something meant-- divinely meant?
21816	And, by- the- way, since you are of this truly charitable nature, you will not turn away an appeal in behalf of the Seminole Widow and Orphan Asylum?"
21816	And, on the other side, would delicate friendship, so long as it retained its delicacy, do that?
21816	And, sir, if I am not mistaken, you also are a stranger here( but, indeed, where in this strange universe is not one a stranger?)
21816	Anything like''sell all thou hast and give to the poor?''
21816	Are there really those who so decry the press?
21816	Are we pauper Arabs, without a house of our own, that, with the mummies, we must turn squatters among the dust of the Catacombs?"
21816	Are we right there, sir?
21816	Are you acquainted with him?"
21816	Are you agreed?"
21816	At first principles?"
21816	At first the man- child has no teeth, but about the sixth month-- am I right, sir?"
21816	At last, in desperation, she hurried out,"Tell me, sir, for what you want the twenty dollars?"
21816	Augustine?"
21816	Bacon a courtier?
21816	Bar her out?
21816	Barber,"turning upon him excitedly,"what fell suspiciousness prompts this scandalous confession?
21816	Because he loves it?
21816	Being in a signal sense a stranger, would you, for that, signally set him down for a knave?"
21816	Believe me, I-- yes, yes-- I may say-- that-- that----""That you have confidence?
21816	Besides, a rich man lose by a poor man?
21816	Bolt her out?
21816	But bats live together, and did you ever hear of convivial bats?"
21816	But did I not before hint of the tendency of science, that forbidden tree?
21816	But do n''t you see I am a poor, old rat here, dying in the wainscot?
21816	But do you think the sentiment just?"
21816	But for that, do I turn cynic?
21816	But for this, is the author to be blamed?
21816	But his limbs, if not a cripple, how could he twist his limbs so?"
21816	But how came it?
21816	But how did you come to dream that I wanted anything in your absurd line, eh?"
21816	But if wine be false, while men are true, whither shall fly convivial geniality?
21816	But look, look-- what''s this?"
21816	But our bottle; is it glued fast?
21816	But should untruth be furthered?
21816	But tell me,"with renewed earnestness,"what do you take him for?
21816	But what was told me not a half- hour since?
21816	But where are they?
21816	But where is he?
21816	But where was slipped in the entering wedge?
21816	But where''s your tail?
21816	But who froze to death my teamster on the prairie?
21816	But who gave you that cough?
21816	But who snowed the odes about here?"
21816	But wo n''t you trade?
21816	But you see, sar, dese here legs?
21816	But you, I ask again, where do you find time or inclination for these out- of- the- way speculations?
21816	But your scheme; how did you come to hit upon that?"
21816	But, as a supposition-- you would have confidence in me, would n''t you?"
21816	But, if original, whence came they?
21816	But, insensible to their coldness, or charitably overlooking it, he more wooingly than ever resumed:"May I venture upon a small supposition?
21816	But, once more, and for the last time, to return to the point: why sir, did you warn me against my friend?
21816	But, what then, respected sir, when, by natural laws, they finally outgrow such things, and wholly?"
21816	But,"turning upon them all,"if that man''s wrathful blow provokes me to no wrath, should his evil distrust arouse you to distrust?
21816	Butchering?"
21816	By the way, madam, may I ask if you have confidence?"
21816	By the way, talking of geniality, it is much on the increase in these days, ai n''t it?"
21816	By your own definition, is not my friend a Great Medicine?"
21816	Ca n''t remember the number?"
21816	Can Rochefoucault equal that?
21816	Can a misanthrope feel warm, I ask myself; take ease?
21816	Can a misanthrope smoke a cigar and muse?
21816	Can delicate friendship stand that?
21816	Can his influence be salutary?
21816	Can you deny-- I dare you to deny-- that the man leading a solitary life is peculiarly exposed to the sorriest misconceptions touching strangers?"
21816	Can you, the fox, catch him?"
21816	Candidly, now?"
21816	Clashed with any little prejudice of his?"
21816	Cold- blooded?
21816	Come, come, Mr. Palaverer, for all your palavering, did you yourself never shut out nature of a cold, wet night?
21816	Come, own, are you not pitiless?"
21816	Come, why did you warn me?
21816	Confidence in man, eh?
21816	Confidence restored?"
21816	Confidence?
21816	Conspicuous in the door- way he stood, saying, in a clear voice,"Is the agent of the Seminole Widow and Orphan Asylum within here?"
21816	Could not China Aster mortgage the candlery?
21816	Could not the market be forced a little in that particular?
21816	Could you favor me with a little history of the extraordinary man you mentioned?"
21816	D''ye hear?
21816	Dare say some seed has been shaken out; and wo n''t it spring though?
21816	Did I say anything of that sort?
21816	Did ever beggar have such heaps of fine friends?
21816	Did he despond or have confidence?
21816	Did n''t he tell you that it was a secret, a mystery?"
21816	Did the wounded man die?"
21816	Did you not remark how he flinched under my eye?''
21816	Did you not see our quack friend apply to himself his own quackery?
21816	Did you see him?
21816	Do n''t knaves munch up fools just as horses do oats?"
21816	Do n''t know much, hey?"
21816	Do n''t you now, barber, by your stubbornness on this occasion, give color to such a calumny?"
21816	Do n''t you recall me, now?
21816	Do n''t you see?
21816	Do n''t you see?
21816	Do n''t you see?
21816	Do n''t you see?
21816	Do n''t you see?
21816	Do n''t you think so?"
21816	Do n''t you think, barber, that you ought to elect?
21816	Do those words go together handsomely?"
21816	Do you know him, respected sir?"
21816	Do you not know that all men are rascals, and all boys, too?"
21816	Do you suppose a boy will?"
21816	Do_ you_ remember?"
21816	Does all the world act?
21816	Does he not, as I explained to you, hide under a surly air a philanthropic heart?
21816	Enough to make it an object?
21816	Flinched?
21816	For how can that be trustworthy that teaches distrust?"
21816	For how can you help that the helper must turn out a creditor?
21816	For how, indeed, may respectful conceptions of him coexist with the perpetual habit of taking him by the nose?
21816	For the gulling, tell me, is it humane to talk so to this poor old man?
21816	For was not that loan of Orchis to China Aster the first step towards their estrangement?
21816	For what?
21816	For who that heard that laugh, but would as naturally argue from it a sound heart as sound lungs?
21816	For, after all these weary lockings- up and lockings- down, upon how much of a higher plain do you finally stand?
21816	For, comparatively inexperienced as you are, my dear young friend, did you never observe how little, very little, confidence, there is?
21816	For, what creature but a madman would not rather do good than ill, when it is plain that, good or ill, it must return upon himself?"
21816	Free?
21816	Friends?
21816	From bad boys spring good men?
21816	From the Brazils, ai n''t you?
21816	Fry?"
21816	Fry?"
21816	Genial cards?
21816	Genius?
21816	God bless me; hate Indians?
21816	Half spent, he lay mute awhile, then feebly raising himself, in a voice for the moment made strong by the sarcasm, said,"A hundred dollars?
21816	Has the misanthrope such a thing as an appetite?
21816	Hate Indians?
21816	Have I your kind leave, ladies and gentlemen?"
21816	Have you a copy with you?"
21816	Have you any objections to begin now?"
21816	He diddled you with that hocus- pocus, did he?
21816	He drules out some stale stuff about''loan losing both itself and friend,''do n''t he?
21816	He opened his eyes, feebly stared, and still more feebly said--"It''s a little dim here, ai n''t it?
21816	He tried to maintain his rights, did n''t he?"
21816	He was honest, and must have moneyed friends; and could he not press his sales of candles?
21816	He_ was_ a little suspicious- minded, was n''t he?"
21816	Hence that significant passage in Scripture,''Who will pity the charmer that is bitten with a serpent?''"
21816	Honor bright, now; will it?
21816	How about winter, old boy?"
21816	How about winter, when the cold Cossacks come clattering and jingling?
21816	How came your fellow- creature, Cain, after the first murder, to go and build the first city?
21816	How could you tell me that absurd story of your being in need?
21816	How fares he in solitude?
21816	How feels he, and what does he, when suddenly awakened, alone, at dead of night, by fusilades of thunder?"
21816	How has it proved in our interview?
21816	How is one to take Autolycus?
21816	How is that?"
21816	How is the gain made?"
21816	How much are they?"
21816	How much money did the devil make by gulling Eve?"
21816	How soon, friend?"
21816	How weak you are; and weakness, is it not the time for confidence?
21816	How, how?
21816	I confess I am not familiar with such gentry any further than reading about them in the papers-- but those two are-- are sharpers, ai nt they?"
21816	I could not think it; and, coming here to look for myself, what do I read?
21816	I do n''t deny but your clover is sweet, and your dandelions do n''t roar; but whose hailstones smashed my windows?"
21816	I he who, going a step beyond misanthropy, was less a man- hater than a man- hooter?
21816	I mean in the sort of invidious sense you cite?"
21816	I mean, no one connected with any charity?
21816	I say are we not human?
21816	I should like to know who you call foes?
21816	I think I am not rash in saying that; am I, sir?"
21816	I, Diogenes?
21816	If so, what gift more appropriate to that sufferer than this tasteful little bottle of Pain Dissuader?"
21816	If the man of hate, how could John Moredock be also the man of love?
21816	Imprisoned now, was n''t he?"
21816	In short, once again to return to the point: for what reason did you warn me against my friend?"
21816	In the natural advance of all creatures, do they not bury themselves over and over again in the endless resurrection of better and better?
21816	Invited you to tea?
21816	Invoke God''s blessing upon him?
21816	Is he, or is he not, what he seems to be?"
21816	Is it a real goose?"
21816	Is it barren?
21816	Is it because I publicly take under my protection a figure like this?
21816	Is it not so?"
21816	Is it not to nature that you are indebted for that robustness of mind which you so unhandsomely use to her scandal?
21816	Is it not writ, that on a moonlight night,"Medea gathered the enchanted herbs That did renew old Æson?"
21816	Is it so_ certain_ you are going to lose?"
21816	Is it that he feels that whatever man may be, man is not the universe?
21816	Is it worth my while to go on, respected sir?"
21816	Is my reverend friend here, too, a performer?"
21816	Is not my friend sagacious?
21816	Is not that air of yours, so spiritlessly enduring and yielding, the very air of a slave?
21816	Is summer good to him?
21816	Is that compatible with maxims of Italy?"
21816	Is the world too old?
21816	Is this a snuff- colored surtout of yours, or ai n''t it?
21816	It is agreed we shall be brothers, then?"
21816	It is terrible; but is it surprising?
21816	It says as much as''not warranted;''for what do college men say of anything of that sort?
21816	Just cast up in your private mind who is your master, will you?"
21816	Knavery to devote the half of one''s receipts to charity?
21816	Life- preserver?"
21816	Lint her out?"
21816	Look, now; take it this way: A modest man thrust out naked into the street, would he not be abashed?
21816	Love affair?"
21816	Madam, or sir, would you visit upon the butterfly the caterpillar?
21816	Man or woman, is there none such here?"
21816	May I ask, are you a sister of the Church?"
21816	May I proceed?
21816	Meantime, to himself he incoherently mumbled:--"Confidence?
21816	Molino del Rey?
21816	My cider- mill-- does that ever steal my cider?
21816	My conscience upbraids me.--The poor negro: You see him occasionally, perhaps?"
21816	My corn- husker-- does that ever give me insolence?
21816	My dear fellow,"beaming his eyes full upon him,"what injury have I done you, that you should receive my greeting with a curtailed civility?"
21816	My friend, then, is something like what the Indians call a Great Medicine, is he?
21816	My mowing- machine-- does that ever lay a- bed mornings?
21816	Nothing but yarbs?
21816	Now I put it to you, Frank; is there anything in it hortatory to high, heroic, disinterested effort?
21816	Now eight hundred millions-- what is that, to average it, but one little dollar a head for the population of the planet?
21816	Now quick, which way did he go?"
21816	Now the bridge that has carried me so well over, shall I not praise it?"
21816	Now, have you no confidence in my art?"
21816	Now, is all safe?"
21816	Now, sir, take a young boy, a young male infant rather, a man- child in short-- what sir, I respectfully ask, do you in the first place remark?"
21816	Now, then"( winningly),"this book-- will you let me drown it for you?"
21816	Now, those who have faithless memories, should they not have some little confidence in the less faithless memories of others?"
21816	Now, what I would ask is, do you think it sensible standing for a sensible man, one foot on confidence and the other on suspicion?
21816	Now, what does that amount to but this, that you dreamed an angel appeared to you?
21816	Now, what is it, Frank?
21816	Of being in need?
21816	Of course you have papers?"
21816	Of long winters how much can he sleep?
21816	Of what school or system was the judge, pray?"
21816	Oh, whar, whar is dat good friend of dis darkie''s, dat good man wid de weed?"
21816	Oh, who can wonder at that old reproach against science, that it is atheistical?
21816	On board this boat?"
21816	On what paper?
21816	Or a friend be the worse by a friend?
21816	Or is it I who am mistaken?--Are you not, sir, Henry Roberts, forwarding merchant, of Wheeling, Pennsylvania?
21816	Or where did the novelist pick them up?
21816	Or, as Hamlet says, were it''to consider the thing too curiously?''"
21816	Our office----""Came aboard at that last landing, eh?
21816	Philanthropic scruples, doubtless, forbid your going as far as New Orleans for slaves?"
21816	Philosophy, knowledge, experience-- were those trusty knights of the castle recreant?
21816	Pray how was that?"
21816	Pray, barber,"innocently looking up,"which think you is the superior creature?"
21816	Pray, do you know a herb- doctor there?
21816	Pray, is it not to nature that you owe the very eyes by which you criticise her?"
21816	Pray, my dear sir, do you feel quite yourself again?
21816	Pray, no doubt you could accommodate me with a bosom- friend too, could n''t you?
21816	Pray, sir, who or what may you have confidence in?"
21816	Pray, sir,"with a sudden illumination,"about six years back, did it happen to you to receive any injury on the head?
21816	Pray, which do you think are most, knaves or fools?"
21816	Pray, will you call him back, and let me ask him if he were really in earnest?"
21816	Pray,"with enlivened air,"was he anyway connected with the Moredocks of Moredock Hall, Northamptonshire, England?"
21816	Put the blessed Bible in his trunk?
21816	Relenting in his air, the sick man cast upon him a long glance of beseeching, as if saying,"With confidence must come hope; and how can hope be?"
21816	Resaca de la Palma?"
21816	Ring?
21816	Ring?"
21816	Ringman?
21816	Ringman?
21816	Roberts?"
21816	Roberts?"
21816	Security?
21816	Seems that conclusion too confident?"
21816	Sell you a money- belt, sir?"
21816	Shall I recite it?"
21816	Shall a peach refresh him?
21816	Should we not now, sir?
21816	Smooth scamp in a snuff- colored surtout?"
21816	So the constables helped me, asking_ where_ would I go?
21816	So we say to our patrons when they would fain return a boy upon us as unworthy:''Madam, or sir,( as the case may be) has this boy a beard?''
21816	So,"with an indifferent air,"you have seen the unfortunate man I spoke of?"
21816	Sort of low spirits among holders on the subject of that stock?"
21816	Stout?"
21816	Sublime fellow, ai n''t he?"
21816	Sure it''s all nat''ral?
21816	Surely, you do n''t mean to say, in so many words, that you have no confidence?
21816	Surprising, that one should hate a race which he believes to be red from a cause akin to that which makes some tribes of garden insects green?
21816	Swift as a sister- of- charity, the stranger hovers over him:--"My poor, poor sir, what can I do for you?"
21816	Take him in and clothe him; would not his confidence be restored?
21816	Take my rifle from me, give him motive, and what will come?
21816	Tell me, if----""If?
21816	Tell me, was it your misfortune to receive any concussion upon the brain about the period I speak of?
21816	Tell me, were they not human who engendered us, as before heaven I believe they shall be whom we shall engender?
21816	That is, will what is fat on the board prove fat on the bones?
21816	That''s the very stool I was sitting on, ai n''t it?"
21816	The best wisdom in this world, and the last spoken by its teacher, did it not literally and truly come in the form of table- talk?"
21816	The bowing and cringing, time- serving old sinner-- is such an one to give manly precepts to youth?
21816	The effervescence of champagne, with what eye does he behold it?
21816	The old man stared at him a moment; then, whispering to the cosmopolitan:"Strange boy, this; sort of simple, ai n''t he?
21816	The word, I mean; what expresses it?
21816	Then clattering round the brush in the cup,"Will you be shaved, or wo n''t you?"
21816	Then you do n''t want the money for yourself?"
21816	Then, anxiously putting on his spectacles, he scrutinized it pretty closely--"well soldered?
21816	Then, gayly poking at him with his gold- headed cane,''Why do n''t you, then?
21816	Then, you rather like St. Augustine, sir?"
21816	There, you can get along now, ca n''t you?
21816	They called me Happy Tom, d''ye see?
21816	This transfer- book, now,"holding it up so as to bring the lettering in sight,"how do you know that it may not be a bogus one?
21816	Thrown out of employment, what could Jack Ketch turn his hand to?
21816	To resume: taking the thing as I did, can you be surprised at my uneasiness in reading passages so charged with the spirit of distrust?"
21816	To sell a thing on credit may be an accommodation, but where is the friendliness?
21816	To solicit out of hand, for my private behoof, an hundred dollars from a perfect stranger?
21816	To that mob of misery, what is a joint here and a loaf there?
21816	Two or three dirty dollars the motive to so many nice wiles?
21816	Was it, or was it not, nature?"
21816	Was not Seneca a usurer?
21816	Was the caterpillar one creature, and is the butterfly another?
21816	Was there ever one who so made it his particular mission to hate Indians that, to designate him, a special word has been coined-- Indian- hater?"
21816	Well, my young friend, what is it?
21816	Well, souse I went into a wet cell, like a canal- boat splashing into the lock; locked up in pickle, d''ye see?
21816	Well, suppose he ca n''t, have you any objection to telling him your story?
21816	Well, the Detector says----""But why, in this case, care what it says?
21816	Well, then, is there no object of charity here?"
21816	Well, then, what, in the first place, in a general view, do you remark, respected sir, in that male baby or man- child?"
21816	What am I?
21816	What are a score or two of missionaries to such a people?
21816	What are his dreams?
21816	What are they like?"
21816	What are you dragging him in for all the time?
21816	What are you ducking and groveling about?
21816	What avails, then, that some one Indian, or some two or three, treat a backwoodsman friendly- like?
21816	What better proof, now, that we are kind, considerate fellows, with responsive fellow- feelings-- eh, barber?
21816	What can you prove against him?"
21816	What could it be?
21816	What do them sentimental souls know of prisons or any other black fact?
21816	What do you mean by asking me to do you a favor?"
21816	What do you mean?"
21816	What do you say for a walk?
21816	What do you say?"
21816	What do you think, Charlie?"
21816	What do you want of me?"
21816	What do_ I_ carry?
21816	What does the father?
21816	What ge''mman want to own dese here legs?"
21816	What has a broker to do with lather?
21816	What have I done?
21816	What hinders?"
21816	What is he?"
21816	What is it Frank?"
21816	What is it but eight hundred millions for each of fourteen years?
21816	What is it?"
21816	What is yours, pray?"
21816	What more would you have?"
21816	What say you?"
21816	What should I, or you either, know of him?
21816	What to us are their words or their thoughts?
21816	What was that I was saying?
21816	What''s Charlemont?
21816	What''s wisdom itself but table- talk?
21816	What''s your name, barber?"
21816	Whatever the nation''s growing opulence or power, does it not lackey his heels?
21816	Where do you sleep there of nights?"
21816	Where does any novelist pick up any character?
21816	Where go you?
21816	Where is he?"
21816	Where is it?
21816	Where is your patriotism?
21816	Where is your security?"
21816	Where your gratitude?
21816	Where''s your desk?
21816	Where''s your office?"
21816	Which is his berth, pray?"
21816	Who are you?
21816	Who did ever dress or act like your cosmopolitan?
21816	Who is he?"
21816	Who is he?"
21816	Who is that too charitable baker, pray?"
21816	Who is your master, pray; or are you owned by a company?"
21816	Who knows, my dear sir, but for a time you may have taken yourself for somebody else?
21816	Who would go sounding his way into love or friendship, like a strange ship by night, into an enemy''s harbor?"
21816	Who would have thought it?
21816	Who''s Charlemont?"
21816	Who, as steward, takes the money?"
21816	Who, without cause, inflicteth wounds?
21816	Why did n''t you out with that before?"
21816	Why did they let him go in his old age on the town?
21816	Why do n''t you be bright and hopeful, like me?
21816	Why do n''t you have confidence, China Aster?
21816	Why do n''t you say two millions?
21816	Why do n''t you, China Aster, take a bright view of life?
21816	Why not?
21816	Why should he or anybody else hate Indians?
21816	Why speak you, sir, of news, and all that, when you must see this is a book I have here-- the Bible, not a newspaper?"
21816	Why talk of necessities when nakedness and starvation beget the only real necessities?"
21816	Why that cold sign?
21816	Why will the captain suffer these begging fellows on board?
21816	Why wrinkle the brow, and waste the oil both of life and the lamp, only to turn out a head kept cool by the under ice of the heart?
21816	Why, does he not among other things say:--''The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel''?
21816	Why, with painful words, hint the vanity of that which the pains of this body have too painfully proved?"
21816	Why?
21816	Why?
21816	Will you be shaved?"
21816	Will you pay three per cent a month?
21816	With the phlegm of an old banker pouching the change, the boy now turned to the other:"Sell you one, sir?"
21816	With those coat- tails and that spinal complaint of servility?
21816	Wo n''t you look?"
21816	Would you be so kind?"
21816	Would you, for one, turn the cold shoulder to a friend-- a convivial one, say, whose pennilessness should be suddenly revealed to you?"
21816	Yarb, ai n''t it?"
21816	Yarb- medicine; you are that yarb- doctor, too?"
21816	Yes, and it would help_ your_ memory, too, would n''t it, barber?
21816	You a freeman, you flatter yourself?
21816	You are an abolitionist, ai n''t you?"
21816	You call yourself a bone- setter-- a natural bone- setter, do ye?
21816	You called for port wine, did n''t you?"
21816	You did not hear me, my young friend, did you?
21816	You do n''t want to invest?"
21816	You see him, do n''t you?"
21816	You tell me you can not certainly know who or what my friend is; pray, what do you conjecture him to be?"
21816	You there?
21816	You will do me the favor wo n''t you?"
21816	You wo n''t stand by and see the human race abused?
21816	You would have confidence?"
21816	You''ve seen such leathery old garretteers, have n''t you?
21816	You, or the race?
21816	Your statement,"he added"tells a very fine story; but pray, was not your stock a little heavy awhile ago?
21816	_ I?_ I say again there is nothing I am more suspicious of.
21816	_ I_ ask a loan?
21816	_ Sure_ it will do me good?"
21816	_ that_ a life- preserver?
21816	again in the lyric mood,"Say, Frank, are we not men?
21816	and Swedenborg, though with one eye on the invisible, did he not keep the other on the main chance?
21816	be companionable with himself?
21816	coughed the miser in echo;"why should n''t it?
21816	cried Charlie, who, on his side, seemed with his whole heart to enter into the spirit of the thing,"what has confidence to do with the matter?
21816	cried another voice with a brogue;"arrah and is''t wisdom the two geese are gabbling about all this while?
21816	cried the barber, losing patience, and with it respect;"stubbornness?"
21816	demanded the young clergyman, flushing,"me?"
21816	did he?
21816	do n''t you see, now?"
21816	downward tendency?
21816	eagerly moving round his chair,"what is it?"
21816	echoed the cosmopolitan, slowly expanding his;"what is there in this world for one to open his eyes to?
21816	expressly studied boys, eh?
21816	have you, too, been distrusted?
21816	he operates, does he?
21816	he sighed,"little pity for it, for who sees it?--have you dropped anything?"
21816	how comes on the soft cash?"
21816	how ingenious we human beings are; and how kindly we reciprocate each other''s little delicacies, do n''t we?
21816	how soon-- ugh, ugh!--would my money be trebled?
21816	hum, bubble!--Confidence?
21816	is it not the most graceful and bounteous of all growths?
21816	mean?"
21816	my wife drink Santa Cruz?''
21816	or is the wind East, d''ye think?"
21816	or rather, tried to laugh at?"
21816	quite tight?"
21816	regarding the serene speaker with unaffected curiosity;"are you really in earnest?"
21816	said the man in gray;"where is he?
21816	still more bewildered,"do you, then, go about the world, gratis, seeking to invest people''s money for them?"
21816	that as the presence of man frights birds away, so, many bird- like thoughts?
21816	that glory, beauty, kindness, are not all engrossed by him?
21816	to feel what it was to be a snake?
21816	to glide unsuspected in grass?
21816	to sting, to kill at a touch; your whole beautiful body one iridescent scabbard of death?
21816	unwilling to be downright harsh with so affectionate a lad;''and he seems a little hollow inside the haunch there, do n''t he?
21816	where?"
21816	where?"
21816	where?"
21816	who devised it?
21816	who is he?"
21816	whose, pray?
21816	you do n''t want to invest?"
21816	you, upon whom nature has placarded the evidence of your claims?"