This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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shakespeare-sonnets_03 | For where is she so fair whose unear''d womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry? |
shakespeare-sonnets_03 | Or who is he so fond will be the tomb, Of his self- love to stop posterity? |
shakespeare-sonnets_04 | Profitless usurer, why dost thou use So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live? |
shakespeare-sonnets_04 | Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty''s legacy? |
shakespeare-sonnets_08 | Music to hear, why hear''st thou music sadly? |
shakespeare-sonnets_08 | Music to hear, why hear''st thou music sadly? |
shakespeare-sonnets_08 | Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy: Why lov''st thou that which thou receiv''st not gladly, Or else receiv''st with pleasure thine annoy? |
shakespeare-sonnets_09 | Is it for fear to wet a widow''s eye Is it for fear to wet a widow''s eye, That thou consum''st thy self in single life? |
shakespeare-sonnets_100 | C. Where art thou Muse that thou forget''st so long Where art thou Muse that thou forget''st so long, To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? |
shakespeare-sonnets_100 | Spend''st thou thy fury on some worthless song, Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light? |
shakespeare-sonnets_101 | Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb? |
shakespeare-sonnets_101 | O truant Muse what shall be thy amends O truant Muse what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dy''d? |
shakespeare-sonnets_103 | Were it not sinful then, striving to mend, To mar the subject that before was well? |
shakespeare-sonnets_108 | What''s in the brain, that ink may character What''s in the brain, that ink may character, Which hath not figur''d to thee my true spirit? |
shakespeare-sonnets_108 | What''s new to speak, what now to register, That may express my love, or thy dear merit? |
shakespeare-sonnets_10 | change thy thought, that I may change my mind: Shall hate be fairer lodg''d than gentle love? |
shakespeare-sonnets_114 | Or whether doth my mind, being crown''d with you Or whether doth my mind, being crown''d with you, Drink up the monarch''s plague, this flattery? |
shakespeare-sonnets_115 | Love is a babe, then might I not say so, To give full growth to that which still doth grow? |
shakespeare-sonnets_121 | Or on my frailties why are frailer spies, Which in their wills count bad what I think good? |
shakespeare-sonnets_133 | Is''t not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet''st friend must be? |
shakespeare-sonnets_135 | Shall will in others seem right gracious, And in my will no fair acceptance shine? |
shakespeare-sonnets_135 | Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious, Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine? |
shakespeare-sonnets_137 | Or mine eyes, seeing this, say this is not, To put fair truth upon so foul a face? |
shakespeare-sonnets_137 | Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they behold, and see not what they see? |
shakespeare-sonnets_137 | Why should my heart think that a several plot, Which my heart knows the wide world''s common place? |
shakespeare-sonnets_138 | And wherefore say not I that I am old? |
shakespeare-sonnets_146 | Is this thy body''s end? |
shakespeare-sonnets_146 | Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge? |
shakespeare-sonnets_146 | Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? |
shakespeare-sonnets_148 | If it be not, then love doth well denote Love''s eye is not so true as all men''s: no, How can it? |
shakespeare-sonnets_148 | If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the world to say it is not so? |
shakespeare-sonnets_148 | how can Love''s eye be true, That is so vexed with watching and with tears? |
shakespeare-sonnets_149 | Do I not think on thee, when I forgot Am of my self, all tyrant, for thy sake? |
shakespeare-sonnets_149 | say I love thee not, When I against myself with thee partake? |
shakespeare-sonnets_150 | To make me give the lie to my true sight, And swear that brightness doth not grace the day? |
shakespeare-sonnets_150 | Who taught thee how to make me love thee more, The more I hear and see just cause of hate? |
shakespeare-sonnets_150 | from what power hast thou this powerful might, With insufficiency my heart to sway? |
shakespeare-sonnets_151 | Love is too young to know what conscience is Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? |
shakespeare-sonnets_16 | And fortify your self in your decay With means more blessed than my barren rhyme? |
shakespeare-sonnets_16 | But wherefore do not you a mightier way But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time? |
shakespeare-sonnets_17 | Who will believe my verse in time to come Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill''d with your most high deserts? |
shakespeare-sonnets_18 | Shall I compare thee to a summer''s day? |
shakespeare-sonnets_18 | Shall I compare thee to a summer''s day? |
shakespeare-sonnets_28 | How can I then return in happy plight How can I then return in happy plight, That amdebarre''d the benefit of rest? |
shakespeare-sonnets_39 | And what is''t but mine own when I praise thee? |
shakespeare-sonnets_39 | What can mine own praise to mine own self bring? |
shakespeare-sonnets_39 | how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? |
shakespeare-sonnets_40 | Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all; What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? |
shakespeare-sonnets_51 | what excuse will my poor beast then find, When swift extremity can seem but slow? |
shakespeare-sonnets_53 | What is your substance, whereof are you made What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? |
shakespeare-sonnets_57 | Being your slave what should I do but tend Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? |
shakespeare-sonnets_61 | Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? |
shakespeare-sonnets_61 | Is it thy will, thy image should keep open Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? |
shakespeare-sonnets_65 | Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? |
shakespeare-sonnets_65 | Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? |
shakespeare-sonnets_65 | where, alack, Shall Time''s best jewel from Time''s chest lie hid? |
shakespeare-sonnets_67 | Why should false painting imitate his cheek, And steel dead seeming of his living hue? |
shakespeare-sonnets_67 | Why should he live, now Nature bankrupt is, Beggar''d of blood to blush through lively veins? |
shakespeare-sonnets_67 | Why should poor beauty indirectly seek Roses of shadow, since his rose is true? |
shakespeare-sonnets_76 | Why is my verse so barren of new pride Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? |
shakespeare-sonnets_76 | Why with the time do I not glance aside To new- found methods, and to compounds strange? |
shakespeare-sonnets_84 | Who is it that says most, which can say more Who is it that says most, which can say more, Than this rich praise,--that you alone, are you? |
shakespeare-sonnets_86 | Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write, Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead? |
shakespeare-sonnets_87 | And for that riches where is my deserving? |
shakespeare-sonnets_87 | For how do I hold thee but by thy granting? |
shakespeare-sonnets_92 | But what''s so blessed- fair that fears no blot? |