Questions

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62928	And if they bother you at all, you try and catch them, too, And_ will_ you save them up for me to look at, if you do?
62928	It''s such a lovely afternoon, With lovely things to see; Oh,_ why_ must I in my best frock Be taken out to tea?
40134	Can Quinine Replace Cold Baths and Sound Hygiene?
40134	Do you think that a Climate can conquer the grit Of the Sons of the West?
40134	[ Illustration] A Gentleman remained to fight-- With what result for him?
27176	would you slap the Porcupine?
23454	Oh then, was not little Jem happier far Than naughty, and idle, and wicked boys are?
23454	Will crying wash bruises away?
23454	what a noise:--will a noise make it well?
27175	Child, have you never heard it said That you are heir to all the ages?
27175	[ Illustration] How shall I hunt this quadruped?
27175	[ Illustration] The Polar Bear The Polar Bear is unaware Of cold that cuts me through: For why?
27424	I think I know the kind of thing, A Churchman, cleanly, nobly born, Come let us say Godolphin Horne?"
27424	Why do n''t they drown the Little Beast?"
27424	[ Illustration] And is it True?
39128	Mother said that you could?
39128	She said one of each?
39128	That''s right, are your ready?
39128	You do n''t care if I do?
39128	You''ll tell Mrs. Jones we were not to be late?
22582	[ Illustration] Why is this silly girl so vain?
22582	and is domestic strife, That sorest ill of human life, A plague so little to be feared, As to be wantonly incurr''d?
22582	how abject is our race, Condemn''d to slavery and disgrace; Shall we our servitude retain, Because our sires have borne the chain?
22582	what hast thou done, Why urge thy steed so fast?
45292	Swims not the Cod in curves?
45292	Thus, while the Lion lives on meat, The Pheasant is content with wheat.= Who then, when beasts do not agree,` Shall venture to decide?
45292	Why this dislike to''following the nose''` Which all the best authorities endorse?
45292	` Or move straight backward, like the jibbing Horse Why this absurd and pitiable pose` That takes delight in any devious course?
18343	Bless us,cried the Mayor,"what''s that?"
18343	How?
18343	One? 18343 Did I say, all? 18343 Insulted by a lazy ribald With idle pipe and vesture piebald? 18343 Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber door but a gentle tap? 18343 You hope, because you''re old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease? 18343 You threaten us, fellow? 18343 cried the Mayor,d''ye think I brook Being worse treated than a Cook?
45082	What, not in the parlour?
45082	And he made it a rule To be silent at school, And what do you think came to pass?
45082	And pray who would lose all their pudding and play For not being dress''d neat and clean?
45082	And, pray, may I take it to bed?
45082	Where''s Billy, and Sammy, and Jack?
45082	_ Charity._ Do you see that old beggar who stands at the door?
45082	_ Come when you are called._ Where''s Susan, and Kitty, and Jane?
45082	_ Dressed or undressed._ When children are naughty, and will not be drest, Pray, what do you think is the way?
45082	_ The Rose._"Dear Mother,"said a little boy,"This rose is sweet and red; Then tell me, pray, the reason why I heard you call it dead?
45082	_ The Stranger._ Who knocks so loudly at the gate?
45082	it looks fine; Its cheeks are all covered with red But, pray, will it always be mine?
21650	So much as that?
21650	Would you mind,said a swan,"if we shared in the fun?"
21650	Above the doorway there you see The Boy King''s statue:--Would you know Who founded this great school?
21650	Have n''t you any?
21650	If all gave a penny, I wonder how many Wheels, crackers, and squibs they''d be able to buy?
21650	PUNCH AND JUDY Have you a penny?
21650	The Lowther Arcade Tell me, rosy little boy, Listen, little maiden, too, Do you love a fine new toy?
21650	The Muffin Man You''ve heard about the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, You''ve heard about the muffin man who lives in Drury Lane?
21650	The Shoeblack Brigade If you wanted a boy to polish your shoes, Which of these two, do you think, you would choose?
21650	The Underground Railway Who is this in the Weighing Chair?
21650	Think you it longs for Egypt, This wondrous solemn stone, That stands and gazes at us Each day so sad and lone?
21650	Who would think London Town was so near, That its murmur comes borne on the breeze To the listener under the trees?
13646	When they said,"Is it small?"
13646	Will_ nobody_ answer this bell?
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Hull, Who was chased by a virulent Bull; But she seized on a spade, and called out,"Who''s afraid?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Norway, Who casually sat in a doorway; When the door squeezed her flat, she exclaimed,"What of that?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer: When they said,"Are you dumb?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said,"Are these caps?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said,"Does it buzz?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man of the West, Who wore a pale plum- colored vest; When they said,"Does it fit?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man who said,"How Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Burton, Whose answers were rather uncertain; When they said,"How d''ye do?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Gretna, Who rushed down the crater of Etna; When they said,"Is it hot?"
13646	he answered"What matter?"
13646	he replied,"Who are you?"
19722	Are you a beast of field and tree, Or just a stronger child than me?
19722	Block upon block lying scattered and free, What is there left of my town by the sea?
19722	Green leaves a- floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a- boating-- Where will all come home?
19722	How am I to sing your praise, Happy chimney- corner days, Sitting safe in nursery nooks, Reading picture story- books?
19722	Late in the night when the fires are out,[ Illustration] Why does he gallop and gallop about?
19722	O you that are so strong and cold, O blower, are you young or old?
19722	Shall it be to Africa, a- steering of the boat, To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?
19722	Where shall we adventure, to- day that we''re afloat, Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
19722	[ Illustration:"_ Boats of mine a- boating_"] WHERE GO THE BOATS?
19722	[ Illustration] And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
19722	[ Illustration] FOREIGN LANDS Up into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me?
19722	[ Illustration][ Illustration] BLOCK CITY What are you able to build with your blocks?
19722	[ Illustration][ Illustration][ Illustration] THE SWING How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue?
19722	do n''t you wish that you were me?
982	He replied,"Who are you?"
982	There was a Young Lady of Norway, Who casually sat in a doorway; When the door squeezed her flat, She exclaimed,"What of that?"
982	There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer; When they said,"Are you dumb?"
982	There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said,"Are these caps?"
982	There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said,"Does it buzz?"
982	There was an Old Man of Aosta, Who possessed a large Cow, but he lost her; But they said,"Do n''t you see, She has rushed up a tree?
982	There was an Old Man of the West, Who wore a pale plum- coloured vest; When they said,"Does it fit?"
982	There was an Old Man who said,"How,-- Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?
982	There was an Old Person of Gretna, Who rushed down the crater of Etna; When they said,"Is it hot?"
982	There was an Old Person of Hurst, Who drank when he was not athirst; When they said,"You''ll grow fatter,"He answered,"What matter?"
982	There was an old Man of th''Abruzzi, So blind that he could n''t his foot see; When they said,"That''s your toe,"He replied,"Is it so?"
982	There was an old Person of Burton, Whose answers were rather uncertain; When they said,"How d''ye do?"
982	When they said--"Is it small?"
982	Will NOBODY answer this bell?
59726	A jewelled snood that shall lie between The delicate waves of your hair?
59726	ALMS IN AUTUMN Spindle- wood, spindle- wood, will you lend me, pray, A little flaming lantern to guide me on my way?
59726	And did you guess that fairy- talk is not a bit like words?
59726	And did you know that butterflies could sing like little birds?
59726	And would n''t it be a dreadful thing To do a fairy harm?
59726	And would n''t it be silly for a great big girl like me To be the leastest bit afraid of things that could n''t be?
59726	Are there no dragons to fight?
59726	Are there no jackanapes giants to slay?
59726	I had to go and leave her there, I felt I could n''t stay, I wanted you to see her too-- But oh, whatever shall we do If she has flown away?
59726	THE GOBLIN TO THE FAIRY QUEEN What do you lack, queen, queen, That is precious and fine and rare?
59726	To crush a little delicate wing Or bruise a tiny arm?
59726	What can I do, queen, queen, To hasten the hours along When you grow weary of woodland green, Weary of woodland song?
23794	How can I cut it without a knife?
23794	How can I marry without a wife?
23794	Says the little girl to the little boy,"What shall we do?"
23794	What did he sing for?
23794	What will poor Betty do?
23794	[ Illustration] A dillar, a dollar, A ten o''clock scholar; What makes you come so soon?
23794	[ Illustration] Bonny lass, pretty lass, wilt thou be mine?
23794	[ Illustration] Goosey, goosey, gander, Where shall I wander?
23794	[ Illustration] Little lad, little lad, Where wast thou born?
23794	[ Illustration] Little maid, little maid, Whither goest thou?
23794	[ Illustration] Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow?
23794	[ Illustration] See- Saw- Jack in the hedge, Which is the way to London Bridge?
23794	[ Illustration] There was a little boy and a little girl Lived in an alley; Says the little boy to the little girl,"Shall I, oh, shall I?"
23794	[ Illustration] Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?
32523	I will give you a rule,said her mother,"my dear, Just think for a moment your sister is here: And what would you tell her?
32523	What makes you weep?
32523	What will you put to make it well?
32523	What, not in the parlour?
32523	_ Your_ Parents after pleasures roam, Not like papa, for he Delights to stay with me at home--_ Now_ do n''t you envy me?
32523	And he made it a rule To be silent at school, And what do you think came to pass?
32523	And pray, who would lose all their pudding and play, For not being dress''d neat and clean?
32523	And pray, why may not I, like you, Have soup and fish, and mutton too?"
32523	And what did little Alfred do?
32523	BILLY GILL''S GOOD FORTUNE"Come, let us play,"Said Tommy Gay;"Well then, what at?"
32523	DRESSED OR UNDRESSED When children are naughty and will not be dress''d, Pray, what do you think is the way?
32523	From a girl of so much merit, May we not in time expect She will show a proper spirit_ One_ wrong habit to correct?
32523	It must have flown above the guard, It came so quick and hit so hard; And, would you think it?
32523	PRIDE AND PRIGGISHNESS"See, Fanny,"said Miss Charlotte Pride,"How fine I am to- day: A new silk hat, a sash beside; Am I not very gay?
32523	THE BAD DONKEY- BOY''S GOOD FORTUNE"How can you bear to use him so, You cruel little monkey?
32523	Then who would be naughty, and sit all the day In night- clothes unfit to be seen?
32523	Things to Eat WHAT IS BEST FOR CHILDREN"Mamma, why may n''t I, when we dine, Eat ham and goose, and drink white wine?
32523	Was the baby then to blame When he tried to lisp the same?
32523	who will pity?
32523	who''s to blame?
136	Can I get there by candlelight?
136	And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
136	And what were childhood, wanting you?"
136	Are you a beast of field and tree, Or just a stronger child than me?
136	Block upon block lying scattered and free, What is there left of my town by the sea?
136	Green leaves a- floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a- boating-- Where will all come home?
136	How am I to sing your praise, Happy chimney- corner days, Sitting safe in nursery nooks, Reading picture story- books?
136	III To Auntie"Chief of our aunts"--not only I, But all your dozen of nurselings cry--"What did the other children do?
136	Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about?
136	Must we to bed indeed?
136	O you that are so strong and cold, O blower, are you young or old?
136	Shall it be to Africa, a- steering of the boat, To Providence, or Babylon or off to Malabar?
136	VI Block City What are you able to build with your blocks?
136	VIII Foreign Lands Up into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me?
136	Where shall we adventure, to- day that we''re afloat, Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
136	XIV Where Go the Boats?
136	XXXIII The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue?
136	do n''t you wish that you were me?
136	do n''t you wish that you were me?
13647	But, if we may take the liberty of inquiring, on what do you chiefly subsist?
13647	Can we be of any service to you, O crusty Crabbies?
13647	Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?
13647	Do n''t you think we could ride without being instructed, Without any saddle or bridle or spur? 13647 Ai n''t you pleased with my song?
13647	Do you think we are able?"
13647	Eggsy- any, Little hen?
13647	Floppy Fly,"Why do you never come to court?
13647	I''ve as many legs as you: Why ca n''t we walk on two?"
13647	Must you needs be so cruel, you beautiful Broom, Because you are covered with paint?
13647	On which Violet, who was perfectly acquainted with the art of mitten- making, said to the Crabs,"Do your claws unscrew, or are they fixtures?"
13647	Ought she not to wear a bonnet?''
13647	Shall we go?
13647	Shall we try?
13647	So they called out,"Is that a mouse?"
13647	Why do you never go at all?
13647	is it because I''m so thin, And my legs are so long,--ding- a- dong, ding- a- dong!-- That you do n''t care about me a pin?
13647	let us be married; too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?"
13647	who, As the Duck and the Kangaroo?
13647	why do n''t you heed my complaint?
13647	wo n''t they be soon upset, you know?
28722	_ Can I get there by candlelight?_So goes the old refrain.
28722	And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
28722	Are you a beast of field and tree, Or just a stronger child than me?
28722	Block upon block lying scattered and free, What is there left of my town by the sea?
28722	Green leaves a- floating, Castles of the foam, Boats of mine a- boating-- Where will all come home?
28722	How am I to sing your praise, Happy chimney- corner days, Sitting safe in nursery nooks, Reading picture story- books?
28722	Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about?
28722	Must we to bed indeed?
28722	Shall it be to Africa, a- steering of the boat, To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?
28722	VI BLOCK CITY WHAT are you able to build with your blocks?
28722	VIII FOREIGN LANDS UP into the cherry tree Who should climb but little me?
28722	WHERE GO THE BOATS?
28722	Where shall we adventure, to- day that we''re afloat, Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
28722	XIV WHERE GO THE BOATS?
28722	XXXIV TIME TO RISE A BIRDIE with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said:''Ai n''t you''shamed, you sleepy- head?''
28722	[ Illustration: THE SWING Up in the air and down] XXXIII THE SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue?
28722	do n''t you wish that you were me?
28722	do n''t you wish that you were me?
23545	''What must I pay?''
23545	And, ere the wheat is ripe, why lies her gold Hid''neath fresh new- pluckt sprigs of eglantine?
23545	Doth his eye Remember a face lovely in a wood?
23545	He lifts his voice yet louder,''What smell be this,''says he,''My nose on the sharp morning air Snuffs up so greedily?''
23545	Is it in the globèd dew Such sweet melodies may fall?
23545	Is it the elfin laughter of Fairies riding faint and high,''Neath the branches of the moon, Straying through the starry sky?
23545	Or gloomy goblins marching out Their captain Puck to greet?
23545	Shall we blow sweet airs on it, Lure the magpie there to flit?
23545	Shall we smooth the path before you, You old grey man?''
23545	Sprinkle it green with gilded showers, Strew it o''er with painted flowers?
23545	THE PILGRIM''Shall we carry now your bundle, You old grey man?
23545	Then cried the Pedlar in a bitter voice,''What, in the thicket, is this idle noise?''
23545	This is the tomb of Captain Lean, Would a straiter please his soul?
23545	Whence come these wondrous things that I this Christmas morning see?''
23545	Why all the morning hath the cuckoo tolled, Sad to and fro in green and secret ways, With lonely bells the burden of his days?
23545	Why all the summer doth sweet Lettice pine?
23545	in an old unfriendly house, What shapes may not conceal Their faces in the open day, At night abroad to steal?
23545	is that a horn I hear In cloudland winding sweet?
23545	is that a horn I hear, In cloudland winding sweet-- And bell- like clash of bridle- rein, And silver- shod light feet?
23545	said the dwarf,''is it crying you''re at?
23545	says he,''what leetle bird Is singing in yon high tree, So every shrill and long- drawn note Like bubbles breaks in me?''
23545	who are ye,''sweet Lucy cries,''that in a dreadful ring, All muffled up in brindled shawls, do caper, frisk, and spring?''
3753	''What?''
3753	- Half a pottle- No more she had got, When out steps a Fairy From her green grot; And says,''Well, Jill, Would''ee pick ee mo?''
3753	-- And what do I care if it does?
3753	Ever weary of waning in lovelight, The white still moon?
3753	Gill?''
3753	Gill?''
3753	Gill?''
3753	Gill?''
3753	Have you snared a weeping hare?
3753	Have you whistled,''No Nunny,''and gunned a poor bunny, Or a blinded bird of the air?
3753	King David lifted his sad eyes Into the dark- boughed tree-''''Tell me, thou little bird that singest, Who taught my grief to thee?''
3753	Rust to the harrow: Who said,''Where sleeps she now?''
3753	SONGS THE SONG OF THE SECRET Where is beauty?
3753	Sexton to willow: Who said,''Green duck for dreams, Moss for a pillow''?
3753	THE BANDOG Has anybody seen my Mopser?
3753	THE DUNCE Why does he still keep ticking?
3753	THE SONG OF THE MAD PRINCE Who said,''Peacock Pie?''
3753	TIT FOR TAT Have you been catching of fish, Tom Noddy?
3753	The old King to the sparrow: Who said,''Crops are ripe?''
3753	WILL EVER?
3753	Where rests she now her head, Bathed in eve''s loveliness''?
3753	Who said,''All Time''s delight Hath she for narrow bed; Life''s troubled bubble broken''?
3753	Who said,''Ay, mum''s the word''?
3753	Why does his round white face Stare at me over the books and ink, And mock at my disgrace?
3753	Why does that bluebottle buzz?
3753	Why does that thrush call,''Dunce, dunce, dunce!''?
3753	Why does the sun so silent shine?
3753	Will ever a shepherd come With a crook of simple gold, And lead all the little stars Like lambs to the fold?
3753	Will ever the Wanderer sail From over the sea, Up the river of water, To the stones to me?
3753	Will he ever be weary of wandering, The flaming sun?
3753	Will he take us all into his ship, Dreaming, and waft us far, To where in the clouds of the West The Islands are?
19541	Are you going next week to see Phillis and Phoebe? 19541 But now and then, just for a treat, I let her wait awhile; You shake your head-- why, would n''t you?
19541	Please will you take me then To look at the mill?
19541	And I''ve got a nice new dolly, Shall I fetch her out to you?
19541	And what did they sing?
19541	Does a tiny Fairy flit In the pretty blue of it?
19541	In the pleasant green Garden We sat down to tea;"Do you take sugar?"
19541	Jump-- jump-- jump-- Jump all night; Wo n''t our mothers Be in a fright?
19541	Lemon tell me when Belinda goes to school; And what time does she go to bed?"
19541	Little Blue Shoes Must n''t go Very far alone, you know Else she''ll fall down, Or, lose her way; Fancy-- what Would mamma say?
19541	Little girlie tell to me What your wistful blue eyes see?
19541	Oh who''ll give us Posies, And Garlands of Roses, To twine round our heads so gay?
19541	Oh, Susan Blue, How do you do?
19541	Oh, dear, I''m sure it is true; Whatever on earth can it matter to you?
19541	Oh, dear, how will it end?
19541	Oh, little girl, tell us do the Flowers Tell you secrets when they find you all alone?
19541	Oh, what shall my blue eyes go see?
19541	Oh, what should she do-- oh, what should she do?
19541	Oh, who could tell?
19541	Or is it that you hope so soon To see the rising yellow Moon?
19541	Or is it-- as I think I''ve heard-- You''re looking for a little Bird To come and sit upon a spray, And sing the summer night away?
19541	Or shall we sail a flower- boat, And watch it slowly-- slowly float?
19541	Or the Birds and Butterflies whisper Of things to us unknown?
19541	Or the Peacock upon the Yew Tree?
19541	Or the dear little white Lambs at play?
19541	Please may I go for a walk with you?
19541	Shall it be pretty Quack- Quack to- day?
19541	Shall we talk to the stars, or talk to the moon, Or run along home to our dinner so soon?
19541	So Damon to doggie Says,"How do you do?"
19541	What did she see-- oh, what did she see, As she stood leaning against the tree?
19541	Where do you come from?
19541	Where shall we go?
19541	Who''d live in a London street when there''s the country?
19541	Willy said to his sister,"Please may I go with you?"
19541	You very fine Miss Molly, What will the daisies say, If you carry home so many Of their little friends to- day?
19541	You''d like to take her home with you?
19541	[ Illustration]"Dear Mrs. Primrose will you come One day next week to tea?
19541	and"Do you take milk?"
30272	And is it a real noise?
30272	And what are you staring at me for-- is there anything behind?
30272	And whatever are you smiling for?
30272	And who will pull it down?
30272	Are all things that live to be loved and cared for?
30272	But I thought only real things could make real things,the little one said;"where does the imitation horse end and the real sound begin?"
30272	But if it gives one happiness too?
30272	But suppose all the poor folk died,cried Tommy,"what would the rich folk do?
30272	But suppose all the rich folk died, what would the poor folk do?
30272	But what is he called?
30272	But where did he come from?
30272	But where is your garland?
30272	But where will my throne be?
30272	But why have you done it so long?
30272	But you will do things well?
30272	Did you ever eat your porridge when it was quite cold and very nasty?
30272	Do you like butter?
30272	How far have you to go?
30272	If I do it badly, will it make them unhappy?
30272	Is she unhappy, that you are taking so much trouble for her?
30272	Let us write a book,they said;"but what shall it be about?"
30272	Perhaps you are not proud?
30272	Shall we go to the woods?
30272	Then why did he want spurs?
30272	Tommy, are you tired?
30272	Well, what is it always smiling for?
30272	What have you to do?
30272	What would you do if I wore boots?
30272	Where is he going?
30272	Where is your broom? 30272 Who set it up?"
30272	Why are they going away?
30272	Why did you talk to him?
30272	Why do n''t the servants take it?
30272	Why do we not help too?
30272	Why has n''t it got a heart?
30272	Why?
30272	Will it be of any good?
30272	Will you really touch it?
30272	Would n''t you like to be rich?
30272	You dear children,thought the white cat,"why do you come to play here at all?
30272	A voice that seemed to come from nowhere asked--"Are you ready, Willie?"
30272	And are the frogs a- wooing?
30272	And what shall we give you for tea?
30272	And why do n''t they come to see me marry?
30272	But the carriage turned over, the poor goat shied, The little belle laughed, the silly beaux cried, And the tinker fumed,"Oh, why do they tarry?
30272	Dear swallows, have you brought us a message?"
30272	For father''s heart seems always near, And who can tell but he may hear, Or know the words we say?
30272	He clasped the goat yet a little closer, and called out,"Apple- blossom, I am waiting; are you here?"
30272	Now what shall we talk of, my own dollies fair?
30272	She will start up and listen, wondering how long she has been sleeping, and then she will call out--"Oh, my darlings, is it you?"
30272	That queer little thing with the short frizzy hair, Why does he keep looking at me?
30272	The way to what, and where?"
30272	Then she asked,"Did you ever eat your porridge too hot and burn your tongue?"
30272	VERY SHORT STORIES MRS. W. K. CLIFFORD[ Illustration][ Illustration:"APPLE BLOSSOM, I AM WAITING; ARE YOU HERE?"
30272	What are they all a- doing?"
30272	What are you doing to it, you naughty boy?"
30272	What do you do when you want to do your best,--your very, very best?"
30272	What shall I do?"
30272	What shall we do to see them?"
30272	Whither?
30272	Who knows but what, out there, your ball might touch the sky?
30272	Why should I think of you?"
30272	Will it be summer when they have gone by?"
30272	Will no one come to play with me?
30272	Will you give me some spurs?"
30272	and are your eyes as blue as ever; or have the sad tears dimmed them?
30272	and is your hair golden still?
30272	and where is the pathway to the rabbit house?"
30272	and your voice, is it like the singing of the birds?
30272	my dear, my dear, what is in your heart now, that once was so full of summer and the sun?"
30272	slumbering yet, When the day''s so warm and bright?
30272	the little one cried out in terror;"does the horse make that noise along the floor?"
30272	they sighed many a time,"why are you staying?
30272	where are all the dormice gone?
16686	But Father sleeps beneath the grass, And Mother is alone: And who would fill the pails, and fetch The wood when I am gone? 16686 If I dare?"
16686	Oh, Granny dear, tell us,the children cried,"where we May find the shining Mistletoe that grows upon the tree?"
16686	What should I think of the fellow? 16686 Who cares,"said the children,"for this old Willow- man?
16686	''What have I got to do or to bear; and how can I do it or bear it best?''
16686	( will_ she_ be convalescent, because it was such hard work waiting on_ me_?)
16686	--And what, oh, what!--your message to poor me?"
16686	A sadness steals about the heart,--And is it thus from youth we part, And life''s redundant prime?
16686	Ah, well- a- day!_) Would it be safe for me That fateful form to see?"
16686	Alas!_) Say, are you what you seem?
16686	And how can you boil the kettle if you''re not near the brook?
16686	And what are the ends Of life, but to serve one''s friends?"
16686	And who that loves hues Could fail to mention The wonderful blues Of the mountain gentian?"
16686	And who, when little Sister ails, Can comfort her, but me?
16686	Are the voices of tender wisdom apt to die?
16686	Are you a Giant, great big man, or is your real name Smith?
16686	Are you tired, little Sister?
16686	But what were the feelings of Master Blue Shell?
16686	Can any one look so wise, and have so little in his head?
16686	Can you be of those female forms so dread,[4] Who bear the souls of the heroic dead To where undying laurels crown the warrior''s head?
16686	Can you tell us, pray, Is there any more pork afloat in the bay?"
16686	Could they, Mamma?"
16686	Dear Mamma made you this fine berceaunette, Muslin and rose- colour, ribbon and lace; When had a baby a cosier place?
16686	Did I triumph alone?
16686	Did you ever meet one, and is it really like the dragons on our very old best blue tea- things?"
16686	Do n''t you get tired of doing nothing, and worse tired still if you do anything; and does everything wobble about when you walk?
16686	Do n''t you wish you were well?
16686	Do you never stir?
16686	Do your eyes ache if you try to read, and your neck if you draw, and your back if you sit up, and your head if you talk?
16686	Does the wool tangle inside as well as outside your head?
16686	Does your doctor say it is fairly established?
16686	Dost thou hear the night hounds bay?
16686	Eh?
16686	Fine ladies, too, whose flounces catch and tear on every stump, What joy have they in jagged pines, who neither skip nor jump?
16686	Garlanding me in shady spots The Forget- me- nots Are blue as the summer sky: Who so lovely as I?
16686	Good- day, I- say: Will you have a game of play?
16686	HOW MANY YEARS AGO?
16686	Have n''t you got out of bed?"
16686	He said,"What''s the matter?"
16686	Host, pray who''s within?"
16686	How can you give people treats who can order what they wish for far better than you?
16686	How long will it be, Papa Poodle, before you have learned to read?
16686	How many years ago, love, Since you came courting me?
16686	How many years ago, love, Since you to Father spoke?
16686	I came away, though loth to come, I clung, and yet why should I cling?
16686	I dare not give myself away; For what would Mother do?
16686	I do hate convalescence, do n''t you?"
16686	I ran to the window and said,"What is it, dear Fritz?"
16686	I said,"Are you a sea- captain?"
16686	I said,"But_ would n''t_ you rather be in battles than in bed, with your head aching as if it would split?"
16686	I said,"ca n''t I come too?"
16686	I wonder, if I let you off lessons, whether I could teach you to pull the string with your teeth, and fire our new gun?
16686	If I learn to be patient, shall I learn to be brave, do you think?
16686	If horses should be shod with iron, Big Smith, will you shoe mine?
16686	Is it because they are allowed to go out in bad weather?
16686	Maiden with the gipsy face, If thou canst not tell me all, Tell me thus much, of thy grace, Should I climb, or fear to fall?
16686	Maiden with the gipsy look, Dusky locks and russet hue, Open wide thy Sybil''s book, Tell my fate and tell it true; Shall I live?
16686	Miss Mittens never saw my tree- top home-- so unlike hers; What wonder if her only thought of squirrels is of furs?
16686	Must friends like flowers fade away, And life like Nature know decay, And bow to time?
16686	My dear little master, is that what you say?
16686	My hero was happy at last, you will say?
16686	One of a hundred little rills-- Born in the hills, Nourished with dews by the earth, and with tears by the sky, Sang--"Who so mighty as I?
16686	Or is your life, like other lives, a dream?
16686	Or, as you smile and hover, Are you not rather some fond goddess of the skies who waits a mortal lover?
16686	Seeing what none else may see, Dost thou see the man in grey?
16686	She says we do it on purpose, and never try to take care; But if things have got to go to the wash, what can it matter how dirty they are?
16686	Should I dare, or dread to dare?
16686	Should I speak, or silent be?
16686	Should I wonder to hear it?
16686	So I asked him,"Have you got convalescence?
16686	The question is-- Did Thomas find them?
16686	They say that Dapple- grey''s not yours, but do n''t you wish he were?
16686	Timely we d, or single be?
16686	To be beautiful is not amiss, But to be loved is more than this; And who more sought than I, By all that run or swim or crawl or fly?
16686	WOULD I COULD FORGET MADRIGAL THE ELLEREE: A SONG OF SECOND SIGHT OTHER STARS FADED FLOWERS SPEED WELL HOW MANY YEARS AGO?
16686	We had sad work in trying to make the starch-- I wonder what the Queen does with hers?
16686	What can look smarter Than the broad blue ribbon of Knights of the Garter?
16686	What would_ you_ think of a man who was ordered into battle, and went grumbling and wishing he were in bed?"
16686	Why do you make the horses''shoes of iron instead of leather?
16686	Why were we born at all, since not one of us all was born red?"
16686	Why, dear Mamma, do n''t you shut baby''s eyes?
16686	Why?
16686	Would n''t you rather be ill than only better?
16686	Would n''t you rather go back to bed?
16686	You wag your tail at that, do you?
16686	You would like it a great deal better?
16686	[ Illustration] How now?
16686	and did Cook say,"So much grumbling and complaining is nigh as big a sin as swearing and cursing"?
16686	and is it that which makes you such a noodle?
16686	but,''What is it I''ve got to do?''
16686	he said,"Did you ever see any lobsters so grand, As those who sit down there in the sand?
16686	how shall I tell?
16686	must you for ever be a dream Deep in my heart, and distant from my sight?
16686	or shall I die?
16686	said the Dog:"All this fuss about a Hedgehog?
16686	what shall I do?
16686	who is he?
16686	why Am I thus surrounded With checks and limits, and bounded By bank and border To keep me in order, Against my will?
16686	why should n''t it have roast beef to eat?"
42850	''Here he comes, holds in mouth this time--What may the thing be? 42850 Bless us,"cried the Mayor,"what''s that?"
42850	Boasts he Muléykeh the Pearl?
42850	How?
42850	One? 42850 Such the turn,"said I,"the matter takes with you?
42850	What if no flocks and herds enrich the son of Sinán? 42850 When was I most brave?
42850	You-- a soldier? 42850 Your heart''s queen, you dethrone her?
42850	''Such the new manoeuvre, Captain?
42850	A Lieutenant?
42850	A Mate-- first, second, third?
42850	And now''tis the haunch and hind- foot''s turn--That''s hard: can the beast quite raise it?
42850	And"What mockery or malice have we here?"
42850	Are you bought by English gold?
42850	Are you cowards, fools, or rogues?
42850	As I ride, as I ride To our Chief and his Allied, Who dares chide my heart''s pride As I ride, as I ride?
42850	Burn the fleet and ruin France?
42850	But no such word Was ever spoke or heard; For up stood, for out stepped, for in struck amid all these--A Captain?
42850	But when the heart suffers a blow, Will the pain pass so soon, do you know?"
42850	But where''s the need of wasting time now?
42850	CHO.--King Charles, and who''ll do him right now?
42850	CHO.--King Charles, and who''ll do him right now?
42850	Could the girl be wo nt( She the stainless soul) to treasure up Money, earth''s trash and heaven''s affront?
42850	Did I cheat?''
42850	Did I say, all?
42850	Did the conqueror spurn the creature, Once its service done?
42850	Did this boy''s eye wink once?
42850	Do n''t object"Why call him friend, then?"
42850	Do the ten steeds run a race of glory?
42850	Evermore?
42850	For whom did he cheer and laugh else, While Noll''s damned troopers shot him?
42850	Gold, did I say?
42850	Had a spider found out the communion- cup, Was a toad in the christening- font?
42850	He stepped it, safe on the ledge he stood, When-- whom found he full- facing?
42850	Hid there?
42850	How bring Clive in?
42850	How else had he wrought himself his ruin, in fortune''s spite?
42850	How should I have borne me, please?
42850	I and Clive were friends-- and why not?
42850	I''ve better counsellors; what counsel they?
42850	If a friend has leave to question,--when were you most brave, in short?"
42850	If she wished not the rash deed''s recallment?
42850	Insulted by a lazy ribald With idle pipe and vesture piebald?
42850	Is he generous like Spring dew?
42850	Is it love the lying''s for?
42850	Is there a reason in metre?
42850	It is life against life: what good avails to the life- bereft?"
42850	Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber- door but a gentle tap?
42850	Kentish and loyalists, keep we not here, CHO.--Marching along, fifty- score strong, Great- hearted gentlemen, singing this song?
42850	King Charles, and who''ll do him right now?
42850	King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now?
42850	King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now?
42850	King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now?
42850	Now, did you ever?
42850	Now, do you see?
42850	Or are witnesses denied-- Through the desert waste and wide Do I glide unespied As I ride, as I ride?
42850	Quarters?
42850	Reach the mooring?
42850	Reels that castle thunder- smitten, storm- dismantled?
42850	Resignation?
42850	She went out''mid hooting and laughter; Clement Marot stayed; I followed after, And asked, as a grace, what it all meant?
42850	That''s the tale: its application?
42850	The blow a glove gives is but weak: Does the mark yet discolour my cheek?
42850	Then the pilots of the place put out brisk and leapt on board;"Why, what hope or chance have ships like these to pass?"
42850	There''s yet Another child to save?
42850	This clerk''s no swordsman?
42850	Till, at ending, all the judges Cry with one assent"Take the prize-- a prize who grudges Such a voice and instrument?
42850	To whom used my boy George quaff else, By the old fool''s side that begot him?
42850	Too much bee''s- wing floats my figure?
42850	Was it prose or was it rhyme, Greek or Latin?
42850	Were they seven Strings the lyre possessed?
42850	What craft is it Duhl designs?
42850	What if, with such words as these, He had cast away his weapon?
42850	What moment of the minute, what speck- centre in the wide Circle of the action saw your mortal fairly deified?
42850	What then?
42850	What, off again?
42850	What, you force a card, you cheat, Sir?''
42850	When a man''s busy, why, leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure:''Faith, and at leisure once is he?
42850	Where did I break off at?
42850	Wherefore Keep on casting pearls To a-- poet?
42850	Who dared interpose between the altar''s victim and the priest?
42850	Who found me in wine you drank once?
42850	Who gave me the goods that went since?
42850	Who helped me to gold I spent since?
42850	Who raised me the house that sank once?
42850	Who''d have thought it?
42850	Who?
42850	Why I deliver this horrible verse?
42850	Why prate Longer?
42850	Why should I speak of sale?
42850	Why?
42850	Will that do?
42850	Would I beg your son to cheer my dark if Muléykeh died?
42850	You hope, because you''re old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease?
42850	You threaten us, fellow?
42850	You-- at Plassy?
42850	a cricket( What"cicada?"
42850	cried the Mayor,"d''ye think I brook Being worse treated than a Cook?
42850	cries Hervé Riel:"Are you mad, you Malouins?
42850	once quench it, what help is left?
19316	''But when won the coming battle, What of profit springs therefrom?
19316	''Know''st thou not me?''
19316	''Let me of my heart take counsel: War is not of life the sum; Who shall stay and reap the harvest When the autumn days shall come?''
19316	''My hands are tied, but my tongue is free, And wha will dare this deed avow?
19316	''O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the King of me, To send us out at this time o''year To sail upon the sea?
19316	''O where will I get a gude sailor To tak''my helm in hand, Till I gae up to the tall topmast To see if I can spy land?''
19316	''Shall we fight or shall we fly?
19316	''Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town?''
19316	''There the breach lies for passage, the ladder to scale; And your hands on your sabres, and how should ye fail?
19316	''What if,''mid the cannons''thunder, Whistling shot and bursting bomb, When my brothers fall around me, Should my heart grow cold and numb?''
19316	''Whence flies your sloop full sail before so fierce a gale, When all others drive bare on the seas?
19316	''Where are ye gaun, ye mason lads, Wi''a''your ladders lang and hie?''
19316	''Where be ye gaun, ye broken men?''
19316	''Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen?''
19316	''Where be ye gaun, ye marshal men?''
19316	''Why trespass ye on the English side?
19316	''With the exception of the choral lines-- And shall Trelawney die?
19316	--What forms are these coming So white through the gloom?
19316	--Whose praise do they mention?
19316	A Lieutenant?
19316	A Mate-- first, second, third?
19316	Am I bidding for glory''s roll?
19316	An Irish liar''s bandage, or an English coward''s shirt?
19316	And a day less or more At sea or ashore, We die-- does it matter when?
19316	And as we crossed the''Bateable Land, When to the English side we held, The first o''men that we met wi'', Whae suld it be but fause Sakelde?
19316	And forgotten that the bold Buccleuch Can back a steed or shake a spear?
19316	And forgotten that the bold Buccleuch Is keeper here on the Scottish side?
19316	And have they e''en ta''en him, Kinmont Willie, Withouten either dread or fear?
19316	And have they fixed the where and when?
19316	And have they ta''en him, Kinmont Willie, Against the truce of Border tide?
19316	And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
19316	And shall Trelawny die?
19316	And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
19316	And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand?
19316	And when we cam''to the lower prison, Where Willie o''Kinmont he did lie:''O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou''s to die?''
19316	And where are they?
19316	And''Will the churls last out till we Have duly hardened bones and thews For scouring leagues of swamp and sea Of braggart mobs and corsair crews?''
19316	And,''What mockery or malice have we here?''
19316	Are you bought by English gold?
19316	Are you cowards, fools, or rogues?
19316	Bright jewels of the mine?
19316	Burn the fleet and ruin France?
19316	But O my Country''s wintry state What second spring shall renovate?
19316	But Sohrab looked upon the horse and said:''Is this, then, Ruksh?
19316	But no such word Was ever spoke or heard; For up stood, for out stepped, for in struck amid all these--A Captain?
19316	But were those heroes living And strong for battle still, Would Mehrab Khan or Rustum Have climbed, like these, the hill?''
19316	But, with a cold, incredulous voice he said:''What prate is this of fathers and revenge?
19316	Can it be changed by a man''s belief?
19316	Can such delights be in the street And open fields, and we not see''t?
19316	Can this be he, That heroic, that renowned, Irresistible Samson?
19316	Can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France?
19316	Come they from Scythian wilds afar Our blood to spill?
19316	Could I believe in those hard old times, Here in this safe luxurious age?
19316	Did He who made the lamb make thee?
19316	Dost thou answer to my kiss?
19316	Dost thou its former pride recall, Or ponder how it passed away?''
19316	ENVOY Gloriana!--the Don may attack us Whenever his stomach be fain; He must reach us before he can rack us,... And where are the galleons of Spain?
19316	Each flower has wept and bowed toward the east, Above an hour since, yet you not drest, Nay, not so much as out of bed?
19316	Fond impious man, think''st thou yon sanguine cloud, Raised by thy breath, has quenched the orb of day?
19316	For some were sunk and many were shattered, and so could fight us no more-- God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before?
19316	He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain?
19316	He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set, where were they?
19316	He is the Reaper, and binds the sheaf, Shall not the season its order keep?
19316	Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance and horse to horse?
19316	Here stand I on the ocean''s brink, Who hath brought news of the further shore?
19316	How shall I cross it?
19316	How they hae ta''en bold Kinmont Willie, On Haribee to hang him up?
19316	I fondly dream''Had ye been there,''... for what could that have done?
19316	I shall be murdered and clean forgot; Is it a bargain to save my soul?
19316	IS LIFE WORTH LIVING?
19316	If our colours are struck and the fighting done?
19316	If thou regrett''st thy youth,_ why live?_ The lad of honourable death Is here: up to the field, and give Away thy breath!
19316	In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
19316	In what furnace was thy brain?
19316	Is it love the lying''s for?
19316	Is life worth living?
19316	Is that sign the proper sign Of Rustum''s son, or of some other man''s?''
19316	Is the sable warrior fled?
19316	Let me entreat for them; what have they done?
19316	Millions of harvests still to reap; Will God reward, if I die for a creed, Or will He but pity, and sow more seed?
19316	Must we borrow a clout from the Boer-- to plaster anew with dirt?
19316	Must_ we_ but blush?
19316	Must_ we_ but weep o''er days more blest?
19316	Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?''
19316	O Mary, canst thou wreck his peace, Wha for thy sake wad gladly die?
19316	O have ye na heard o''the keen Lord Scroope?
19316	O is my basnet a widow''s curch?
19316	O thinkna ye my heart was sair When my love dropt down, and spak''nae mair?
19316	O, when shall Englishmen With such acts fill a pen, Or England breed again Such a King Harry?
19316	Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
19316	On what wings dare he aspire?
19316	Once more he cried,''The judgment, Good friends, is wise and true, But though the red_ be_ given, Have we not more to do?
19316	Or answer by the Border law?
19316	Or answer to the bold Buccleuch?''
19316	Or canst thou break that heart of his Whase only faut is loving thee?
19316	Or do my eyes misrepresent?
19316	Or my lance a wand of the willow- tree?
19316	Our frigate takes fire, The other asks if we demand quarter?
19316	Out then spake an aged Moor In these words the king before,''Wherefore call on us, O King?
19316	Over the traffic of cities-- over the rumble of wheels in the streets; Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses?
19316	Quoth he,''The she- wolf''s litter Stands savagely at bay: But will ye dare to follow, If Astur clears the way?''
19316	Reach the mooring?
19316	Sail or sink, One thing is sure, I return no more; Shall I find haven, or aye shall I be Tossed in the depths of a shoreless sea?
19316	Say ye, Oh gallant Hillmen, For these, whose life has fled, Which is the fitting colour, The green one or the red?''
19316	Say, come ye from the shore of the holy Salvador, Or the gulf of the rich Caribbees?''
19316	Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o''lang syne?
19316	So daring in love and so dauntless in war, Have ye e''er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
19316	Speak not for those a separate doom Whom fate made Brothers in the tomb; But search the land of living men, Where wilt thou find their like agen?''
19316	Strange as night in a strange man''s sight, Though fair as dawn it be: For what is here that a stranger''s cheer Should yet wax blithe to see?
19316	The Colonel''s son a pistol drew and held it muzzle- end,''Ye have taken the one from a foe,''said he;''will ye take the mate from a friend?''
19316	The swarm that in thy noontide beam were born?
19316	The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?
19316	Then the pilots of the place put out brisk and leapt on board;''Why, what hope or chance have ships like these to pass?''
19316	Then up and spoke the Colonel''s son that led a troop of the Guides:''Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides?''
19316	There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band; Why had_ they_ come to wither there, Away from their childhood''s land?
19316	Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
19316	To turn the rein were sin and shame, To fight were wondrous peril: What would ye do now, Roland Cheyne, Were ye Glenallan''s Earl?''
19316	Veterans steeled To face the King of Terrors mid the scaith Of many an hurricane and trenchèd field?
19316	Was it all real as that I lay there Lazily stretched on my easy- chair?
19316	We are six ships of the line; can we fight with fifty- three?''
19316	We''ll cross the Tamar, land to land, The Severn is no stay, With"one and all,"and hand in hand, And who shall bid us nay?
19316	Wear they the livery of the Czar?
19316	Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade Or with the tangles of Neæra''s hair?
19316	Were the horrors invented to season rhymes, Or truly is man so fierce in his rage?
19316	What checks the fiery soul of James?
19316	What collared hound of lawless sway, To famine dear, What pensioned slave of Attila, Leads in the rear?
19316	What could I suffer, and what could I dare?
19316	What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death?''
19316	What does he but soften Heart alike and pen?
19316	What field of all the civil war, Where his were not the deepest scar?
19316	What garments out- glistening The gold- flowered broom?
19316	What if conquest, subjugation, Even greater ills become?''
19316	What is the Flag of England?
19316	What is the Flag of England?
19316	What is the Flag of England?
19316	What is the Flag of England?
19316	What may mean this gathering?''
19316	What may not others fear If thus he crowns each year?
19316	What may not then our isle presume While victory his crest does plume?
19316	What need they?
19316	What noble Lucumo comes next To taste our Roman cheer?''
19316	What powerful call shall bid arise The buried warlike and the wise; The mind that thought for Britain''s weal, The hand that grasped the victor steel?
19316	What recks it them?
19316	What should I do with slaying any more?
19316	What sought they thus afar?
19316	What strings symphonious tremble in the air, What strains of vocal transport round her play?
19316	What sweet- breathing presence Out- perfumes the thyme?
19316	What the anvil?
19316	What the hammer?
19316	What the hand dare seize the fire?
19316	What will that grief, what will that vengeance be?
19316	What would I burn for, and whom not spare?
19316	What''s the soft South- wester?
19316	What''vails the vain knight- errant''s brand?
19316	What, silent still?
19316	When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see?
19316	Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o''er the head of your loved Lycidas?
19316	Where''s now their victor vaward wing, Where Huntly, and where Home?
19316	Who can over- ride you?
19316	Who doth not lift his voice, and say,''Life is worth living still''?
19316	Who knows but that great Allah May grudge such matchless men, With none so decked in heaven, To the fiends''flaming den?''
19316	Who were those Heroes?
19316	Why dost thou stay, and turn away?
19316	Why stayest thou here?
19316	Why?
19316	Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge?
19316	Would the talkers be talking?
19316	Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars?
19316	XXIX KINMONT WILLIE THE CAPTURE O have ye na heard o''the fause Sakelde?
19316	You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
19316	You have the letters Cadmus gave; Think ye he meant them for a slave?
19316	_ Burns._ XLIII THE GOAL OF LIFE Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min''?
19316	_ Campbell._ LXVIII BATTLE SONG Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark; What then?
19316	_ Scott._ LIX THE OMNIPOTENT''Why sitt''st thou by that ruined hall, Thou agèd carle so stern and grey?
19316	_ Whitman._ CI A SEA- FIGHT Would you hear of an old- time sea- fight?
19316	_ William Morris._ CXIV IS LIFE WORTH LIVING Is life worth living?
19316	and silent all?
19316	and what dread feet?
19316	and where art thou, My country?
19316	cries Hervé Riel:''Are you mad, you Malouins?
19316	must I stay?''
19316	no sleepers must sleep in those beds, No bargainers''bargains by day-- no brokers or speculators-- would they continue?
19316	of thine, England, maiden immortal, laden with charge of life and with hopes divine?
19316	on thy airy brow, Since England gains the pass the while, And struggles through the deep defile?
19316	or how shalt fear take hold of thy heart?
19316	or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?
19316	quoth false Sextus;''Will not the villain drown?
19316	say''st thou nothing?
19316	that his Greatness should lack us!-- But where are the galleons of Spain?
19316	what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd''s trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse?
19316	what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
19316	what is this Lieth there so cold?
19316	what solemn scenes on Snowdon''s height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll?
19316	what the chain?
19316	where was he?
19316	who hath reft,''quoth he,''my dearest pledge?''
19316	would the singer attempt to sing?
27441	Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? 27441 By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp''st thou me?
27441	''Am I rewarded thus,''quoth he,''In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave?
27441	''And did I not,''said Allan,''did I not Forbid you, Dora?''
27441	''And is mine one?''
27441	''And where are your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son?
27441	''And whither are you going, child, To- night, along these lonesome ways?''
27441	''And wilt thou show no more,''quoth he,''Than doth thy duty bind?
27441	''Are these your thanks, ungrateful child, Are these your thanks?''
27441	''Bless us,''cried the Mayor,''what''s that?
27441	''But since your Grace on foreign coasts, Among your foes unkind, Must go to hazard life and limb, Why should I stay behind?
27441	''But what good came of it at last?''
27441	''But,''quoth the Traveller,''wherefore did he leave A flock that knew his saintly worth so well?''
27441	''Can''st hear,''said one,''the breakers roar?
27441	''Come riddle my riddle, dear mother,''he said,''And riddle us both as one; Whether I shall marry with fair Ellinor, And let the brown girl alone?''
27441	''Do this; how can we give to you,''They cried,''what to the poor is due?''
27441	''Doth holy Romuald dwell Still in his cell?''
27441	''His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?''
27441	''His?
27441	''How many miles is it to thy true love?
27441	''How should''st thou, fair lady, love me, Whom thou know''st thy country''s foe?
27441	''How?''
27441	''I say, whose house is that there here?''
27441	''If I was to leave my husband dear, And my two babes also, O what have you to take me to, If with you I should go?''
27441	''In doing so, you glad my soul,''The aged king replied;''But what say''st thou, my youngest girl, How is thy love ally''d?''
27441	''Is he there now?''
27441	''Is that my father Philip, Or is''t my brother John?
27441	''Is there any room at your head, Willy, Or any room at your feet?
27441	''Is this your bride?''
27441	''Last night the gifted seer did view A wet shroud swathed round lady gay; Then stay thee, Fair, in Ravensheuch; Why cross the gloomy firth to- day?''
27441	''My child, in Durham do you dwell?''
27441	''My gentle lad, what is''t you read-- Romance or fairy fable?
27441	''Now cheer up, sir Abbot, did you never hear yet That a fool he may learn a wise man wit?
27441	''Now who be ye, would cross Lochgyle, This dark and stormy water?''
27441	''O what a mountain is yon,''she said,''All so dreary with frost and snow?''
27441	''O what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on?''
27441	''O what is the matter?''
27441	''O, art thou blind, Lord Thomas?''
27441	''One?
27441	''Or wilt thou be my chamberlain, To make my bed both soft and fine?
27441	''Pray, sir, did you not send for me By such a messenger?''
27441	''Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me?''
27441	''That is well said,''quoth Lancelot; But sith it must be so, What knight is that thou hatest thus?
27441	''What a wretch,''says the cat,''''tis the vilest of brutes; Does he feed upon flesh when there''s herbage and roots?''
27441	''What ails you, child?''
27441	''What bear ye, what bear ye, ye six men tall?
27441	''What got ye to dinner, Lord Randal, my son?
27441	''What hast thou here?''
27441	''What is the matter, master?''
27441	''What is thy name?''
27441	''What might this honour be?''
27441	''What news, what news, Lord Thomas?''
27441	''What news?
27441	''What wilt thou give me?''
27441	''What''s your boy''s name, good wife, And in what good ship sail''d he?''
27441	''What, he again?
27441	''Where got ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son?
27441	''Where is he?''
27441	''Where, sir, is all this dainty cheer?
27441	''Who gives me this maid?''
27441	''Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?''
27441	''Why grieves my Rose, my sweetest Rose?
27441	''Why so severe?''
27441	''Will Mary this charge on her courage allow?''
27441	''Wilt thou be usher of my hall, To wait upon my nobles all?
27441	--''What, is he gone?
27441	4 If all the world was apple- pie, And all the sea was ink, And all the trees were bread and cheese, What should we have to drink?
27441	6 When can their glory fade?
27441	Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, So haggard and so woe- begone?
27441	And is that Woman all her crew?
27441	And what shoulder, and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
27441	And what will this poor Robin do?
27441	And what''s a butterfly?
27441	And when he came bold Robin before, Robin asked him courteously,''O, hast thou any money to spare For my merry men and me?''
27441	And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand form''d thy dread feet?
27441	And where are your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?''
27441	And wherefore do you look so pale?
27441	And why should I speak low, sailor, About my own boy John?
27441	And why the plum''s inviting blue?
27441	And, woman, why do you groan so sadly, And wherefore beat your bosom madly?''
27441	Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres?
27441	Art thou the Peter of Norway boors?
27441	As wistly she did me behold, How lik''st thou him?
27441	Away went Gilpin-- who but he?
27441	But fortune, that doth often frown Where she before did smile, The king''s delight and lady''s joy Full soon she did beguile: For why?
27441	But he like a cruel knight spurred on, His heart did not relent- a; For, till he came there, he show''d no fear; Till then, why should he repent- a?
27441	But presently a loud and furious hiss Caused me to stop, and to exclaim,''What''s this?''
27441	But yet his horse was not a whit Inclin''d to tarry there; For why?
27441	By a false heart and broken vows, In early youth I die: Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I?
27441	Campbell_ LXVIII_ SONG_ I had a dove, and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for?
27441	Can I find one to guide me, so faithful and kind?
27441	Children dear, was it yesterday We heard the sweet bells over the bay?
27441	Children dear, was it yesterday( Call yet once) that she went away?
27441	Children dear, was it yesterday?
27441	Children dear, was it yesterday?
27441	Children dear, were we long alone?
27441	Cowper_ CLII_ THE PRIEST AND THE MULBERRY- TREE_ Did you hear of the curate who mounted his mare, And merrily trotted along to the fair?
27441	Did God smile his work to see?
27441	Did He who made the lamb make thee?
27441	Did I say, all?
27441	Does not the hound betray our pace, And gins and guns destroy our race?
27441	For why?
27441	Forthwith alighting on the ground,''Whence comes,''said I,''that piteous moan?''
27441	From the fiends that plague thee thus!-- Why look''st thou so?"
27441	Gay_ CXXXVII_ THE DÃ � MON LOVER_''O where have you been, my long, long, love, This long seven years and more?''
27441	Have you not heard how the Trojan horse Held seventy men in his belly?
27441	Hemans_ CIV_ MARY THE MAID OF THE INN_ Who is yonder poor maniac, whose wildly fixed eyes Seem a heart overcharged to express?
27441	How can I pay Jaffar?''
27441	How say you?
27441	How sayst thou, honest friend, quoth she, Wilt thou a''prentice take?
27441	How were these nuptials kept?
27441	How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	Hughes_ CXLVIII_ THE KING OF THE CROCODILES_''Now, woman, why without your veil?
27441	I couple without more ado; My dear Dick Redcap, what say you?''
27441	I fear no plots against me, I live in open cell: Then who would be a king, lads, When the beggar lives so well?
27441	I grant, to man we lend our pains, And aid him to correct the plains; But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year?
27441	I hear the church bells ring, O say, what may it be?''
27441	I hear the sound of guns, O say, what may it be?''
27441	I kiss''d you oft and gave you white peas; Why not live sweetly, as in the green trees?
27441	I say, how''s my John?
27441	I see a gleaming light, O say, what may it be?''
27441	I seeing this little dapper elf Such arms as these to bear, Quoth I, thus softly to myself, What strange things have we here?
27441	I''m not their mother-- How''s my boy-- my boy?
27441	In the caverns where we lay, Through the surf and through the swell, The far- off sound of a silver bell?
27441	In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the ardour of thine eyes?
27441	Insulted by a lazy ribald With idle pipe and vesture piebald?
27441	Is Death that Woman''s mate?
27441	Is that a Death?
27441	Is this mine own countree?
27441	Is this the hill?
27441	John saw Versailles from Marli''s height, And cried, astonish''d at the sight,''Whose fine estate is that there here?''
27441	Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber door, but a gentle tap?
27441	My Lord, and shall we pass the bill I mention''d half an hour ago?''
27441	My boy John-- He that went to sea-- What care I for the ship, sailor?
27441	My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me?
27441	Next tripping came a courtly fair, John cried, enchanted with her air,''What lovely wench is that there here?''
27441	Now, when the frost was past enduring, And made her poor old bones to ache, Could any thing be more alluring Than an old hedge to Goody Blake?
27441	O boat, is this the bay?
27441	O stream, is this thy bar of sand?
27441	O, dost thou not see my own heart''s blood Run trickling down my knee?''
27441	O, where have ye been, my handsome young man?''
27441	On what wings dare he aspire-- What the hand dare seize the fire?
27441	Or any room at your side, Willy, Wherein that I may creep?''
27441	Or is it some historic page Of kings and crowns unstable?''
27441	Or is''t my true love Willy, From Scotland new come home?''
27441	Or why do you kill the king''s ven''son, When your company is so few?''
27441	Or wilt thou be one of my guard?
27441	Or wilt thou be taster of my wine, To wait on me when I do dine?
27441	Quoth I again, how can it be, That he his mark should find?
27441	Quoth I, I pray you let me know, Came he thus first to light, Or by some sickness, hurt, or blow, Deprived of his sight?
27441	Says the little girl to the little boy,''What shall we do?''
27441	Seek''st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side?
27441	Shakespeare_ IV_ ANSWER TO A CHILD''S QUESTION_ Do you ask what the birds say?
27441	Shakespeare_ XL_ HOW''S MY BOY?_ Ho, sailor of the sea!
27441	Shall haughty man my back bestride?
27441	Shall the sharp spur provoke my side?
27441	Shall then our nobler jaws submit To foam and champ the galling bit?
27441	Shall we our servitude retain, Because our sires have borne the chain?
27441	She knocked, and straight a man he cried,''Who''s there?''
27441	She, seeing mine eyes still on her were, Soon, smilingly, quoth she, Sirrah, look to your rudder there, Why look''st thou thus at me?
27441	Southey_ CV_ THE WITCHES''MEETING__ 1st Witch._ When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
27441	The Traveller ask''d,''or is the old man dead?''
27441	The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing?
27441	The bird, that by some name or other All men who know thee call their brother: The darling of children and men?
27441	The bugles that so joyfully were blown?
27441	The same fond mother bent at night O''er each fair sleeping brow: She had each folded flower in sight,-- Where are those dreamers now?
27441	Their Thomas in Finland, And Russia far inland?
27441	Then many a not very pleasant thing Pass''d between her and the Crocodile King;''Is this your care of the nest?''
27441	Then what were perjur''d Colin''s thoughts?
27441	Then when the farmer pass''d into the field He spied her, and he left his men at work And came and said,''Where were you yesterday?
27441	Was there a man dismay''d?
27441	Well, what would you have?
27441	What ail''d thee, robin, that thou could''st pursue A beautiful creature, That is gentle by nature?
27441	What bear ye on your shoulders?''
27441	What care I for the men, sailor?
27441	What cat''s averse to fish?
27441	What got ye to dinner, my handsome young man?''
27441	What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
27441	What is''t that ails young Harry Gill, That evermore his teeth they chatter, Chatter, chatter, chatter still?
27441	What rises white and awful as a shroud- enfolded ghost?
27441	What roar of rampant tumult bursts in clangour on the coast?
27441	What sport can earth, or sea, or sky, To match the princely chase afford?''
27441	What the hammer, what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain?
27441	What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year?
27441	When did music come this way?
27441	When from these lofty thoughts I woke,''What is it?''
27441	When shall the sandy bar be cross''d?
27441	When shall the sandy bar be cross''d?
27441	When shall the sandy bar be cross''d?
27441	Where got ye your dinner, my handsome young man?''
27441	Where is the throng, the tumult of the race?
27441	Where now shall I go, poor, forsaken, and blind?
27441	Where then did the Raven go?
27441	Whose child is that?
27441	Why all around this cackling train Who haunt my ears for chickens slain?''
27441	Why are those bleeding turkeys there?
27441	Why grows the peach''s crimson hue?
27441	Why should I speak low, sailor?
27441	Why should we yet our sail unfurl?
27441	Why wake you to the morning''s care?
27441	Why with new arts correct the year?
27441	Wordsworth_ XIX_ LORD RANDAL_''O, where have ye been, Lord Randal, my son?
27441	You come back from sea And not know my John?
27441	You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night?
27441	You threaten us, fellow?
27441	Young Harry was a lusty drover, And who so stout of limb as he?
27441	_ 1st Witch._ Where the place?
27441	_ Leigh Hunt_ XV_ LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCY_ Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, Alone and palely loitering?
27441	_ Old Song_ CXVI_ THE SPANISH LADY''S LOVE_ Will you hear a Spanish lady How she woo''d an English man?
27441	and are there two?
27441	cried the Mayor,''d''ye think I''ll brook Being worse treated than a cook?
27441	in winter dead and dark, Where can poor Robin go?
27441	is this indeed The light- house top I see?
27441	is this the kirk?
27441	must I stay?''
27441	quoth he;''What news hast thou to tell to me?''
27441	quoth the man;''what''s this you tell us?
27441	said I,''that you bear Beneath the covert of your cloak, Protected from this cold damp air?''
27441	said Little John,''That you blow so hastily?''
27441	said Robin Hood,''In ready gold or fee, To help thee to thy true love again, And deliver her unto thee?''
27441	shall I?''
27441	she said,''Or canst thou not very well see?
27441	she said,''What news hast thou brought unto me?''
27441	the young man said,''What is your will with me?''
27441	then said the bishop,''Or for whom do you make this ado?
27441	to cry; Which as I was about to bring, And came to view my fraught, Thought I, what more than heavenly thing Hath fortune hither brought?
27441	what are you doing here?''
27441	what can be In happiness compared to thee?
27441	what news?
27441	what''s the matter?
27441	what''s the matter?
27441	what''s the matter?
27441	what, the land and houses too?
27441	when shall we find the bay?
27441	when shall we find the bay?
27441	when shall we find the bay?
27441	where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face?
27441	where was he?
27441	wherefore weep you so?''
27441	whose funeral''s that?''
27441	why?
27441	would you not live with me?
27441	your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall-- Say, why bare- headed you are come, Or why you come at all?''
18909	Ai n''t goin''to see the celebration?
18909	And is mine one?
18909	And so you saw them-- when? 18909 And where are they?
18909	Are you not tired with rolling and never Resting to sleep? 18909 Backward?"
18909	Birds can fly, An''why ca n''t I? 18909 But if some maid with beauty blest, As pure and fair as Heaven can make her, Will share my labor and my rest Till envious Death shall overtake her?
18909	But if some maiden with a heart On me should venture to bestow it, Pray should I act the wiser part To take the treasure or forego it? 18909 But what if, seemingly afraid To bind her fate in Hymen''s fetter, She vow she means to die a maid, In answer to my loving letter?
18909	But why do I talk of Death,-- That phantom of grisly bone? 18909 Could we send him a short message?
18909	Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?
18909	Do you know the Blue- Grass country?
18909	Has some saint gone up to heaven?
18909	How many are you, then,said I,"If they two are in heaven?"
18909	How many? 18909 If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose,"the Walrus said,"That they could get it clear?"
18909	Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?
18909	Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?
18909	Lady Moon, Lady Moon, whom are you loving?
18909	Now why weep ye so, good people? 18909 Now, who will buy my apples?"
18909	Oh, he''s a fanatic,the others rejoined,"Dispense with the ambulance?
18909	Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?
18909	Some whisky, rum or gin?
18909	The night is fine,the Walrus said,"Do you admire the view?
18909	Well, well,said he,"explain to me and I''ve no more to say; Can you go anywhere to- morrow and come back from there to- day?"
18909	What does it want?
18909	What if, aweary of the strife That long has lured the dear deceiver, She promise to amend her life, And sin no more; can I believe her? 18909 What if, in spite of her disdain, I find my heart entwined about With Cupid''s dear, delicious chain So closely that I ca n''t get out?
18909	What''s that?
18909	Where did it come from?
18909	Who planted this old apple- tree?
18909	Whom should I marry? 18909 Why do n''t you laugh?
18909	Will you trust me, Katie dear,-- Walk beside me without fear? 18909 You did?
18909	Your name?
18909	_ We Are Seven--A simple Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? 18909 --and I seized the little lad;How can you dare to rob your wife and your little helpless child?"
18909	9''?
18909	A Child''s Thought of God They say that God lives very high; But if you look above the pines You can not see our God; and why?
18909	A funeral?
18909	Ai n''t I always been a pardner to you?
18909	Ai n''t I always been your friend?
18909	Ai n''t he a funny old Raggedy Man?
18909	Ai n''t he the beanin''est Raggedy Man?
18909	Ai n''t nu''h''n but_ rocks_?
18909	Ai n''t you satisfied at all?
18909	All my pennies do n''t I spend In getting nice things for you?
18909	Am I blind or lame?
18909	Am I lazy or crazy?
18909	An''that t''other thing?
18909	An''then that feller looked around An''seed me there, down on the ground, An''--was he mad?
18909	An''w''y fer is you''s little foot tied, Little cat?
18909	And Sis?--has she grown tall?
18909	And is n''t it, my boy or girl, The wisest, bravest plan, Whatever comes, or does n''t come, To do the best you can?
18909	And mother-- does she fade at all?
18909	And now she watches the pathway, As yester eve she had done; But what does she see so strange and black Against the rising sun?
18909	And oft the young lads shouted, when they saw the maid at play:"Ho, good- for- nothing Brier- Rose, how do you do to- day?"
18909	And shall this man dictate to us?
18909	And suppose the world do n''t please you, Nor the way some people do, Do you think the whole creation Will be altered just for you?
18909	And tell me now, what makes thee sing, With voice so loud and free, While I am sad, though I''m a king, Beside the river Dee?"
18909	And the brown thrush keeps singing,"A nest do you see, And five eggs hid by me in the juniper tree?
18909	And what does he say, little girl, little boy?
18909	And what is so rare as a day in June?
18909	And what meaneth that stifled murmur of wonder and amaze?
18909	And what shall_ I_ say, if a wretch should propose?
18909	And when they were alone, the angel said,"Art thou the king?"
18909	And whom bury ye today?
18909	And would n''t it be nicer For you to smile than pout, And so make sunshine in the house When there is none without?
18909	And would n''t it be nobler To keep your temper sweet, And in your heart be thankful You can walk upon your feet?
18909	And would n''t it be pleasanter To treat it as a joke, And say you''re glad"''Twas Dolly''s And not your head that broke"?
18909	And would n''t it be wiser Than waiting like a dunce, To go to work in earnest And learn the thing at once?
18909	And your age?"
18909	Any memory of his sermon?
18909	Are n''t we picking up folks just as fast as they fall?
18909	Art thou a mourner?
18909	Art thou afraid?"
18909	Away with a bellow fled the calf, And what was that?
18909	Aye?
18909	Bearing his load on the rough road of life?
18909	Before her stood fair Bregenz, once more her towers arose; What were the friends beside her?
18909	Bob kept askin''for a job, And the Boss, he says:"What kind?"
18909	Boy, whah''s de raisin''I give you?
18909	Brave Adm''r''l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?
18909	Brave Adm''r''l, speak; what shall I say?"
18909	Bright jewels of the mine?
18909	But here the pitcher twirled again-- was that a rifle shot?
18909	But the treasures-- how to get them?
18909	But vot off dot?
18909	But where was the child delaying?
18909	But who that fought in the big war Such dread sights have not seen?
18909	But why does a sudden tremor seize on them as they gaze?
18909	Cain''t tell w''en dey''s ripe?
18909	Can you hear?"
18909	Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old flotilla lay: Ca n''t you''ear their paddles chunkin''from Rangoon to Mandalay?
18909	Come, haste"?
18909	Did dey pisen you''s tummick inside, Little cat?
18909	Did dey pound you wif bricks, Or wif big nasty sticks, Or abuse you wif kicks, Little cat?
18909	Did he die like a craven, Begging those torturing fiends for his life?
18909	Did it hurt werry bad w''en you died, Little cat?
18909	Did the gosling laugh?
18909	Did you kiss me and call me"Mother"--and hold me to your breast, Or is it one of the taunting dreams that come to mock my rest?
18909	Do n''t I give you lots of cake?
18909	Do n''t ye see I have her with me-- my poor sainted little Belle?''
18909	Do n''t you hear?
18909	Do you not know me?
18909	Do you see her little hand beckoning?
18909	Do you see o''er the gilded cloud mountains Sister''s golden hair streaming out?
18909	Do you think that Katie guessed Half the wisdom she expressed?
18909	Do you think, sir, if you try, You can paint the look of a lie?
18909	Does half my heart lie buried there In Texas, down by the Rio Grande?
18909	Does he see the ruddy wine Shiver in its crystal goblet, or do those grave eyes divine Something sadder yet?
18909	Does he see the waxen bloom Tremble in its vase of silver?
18909	Does no voice within Answer my cry, and say we are akin?"
18909	Does the leetle, chatterin'', sassy wren, No bigger''n my thumb, know more than men?
18909	Dost reel from righteous retribution''s blow?
18909	Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast?
18909	En wut you s''posen Brer Bascom, yo''teacher at Sunday school,''Ud say ef he knowed how you''s broke de good Lawd''s Gol''n Rule?
18909	Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said,"What writest thou?"
18909	Firstly?
18909	For angels have golden tresses And eyes like sister''s, blue?
18909	Have I been here long?
18909	Have the loving voice and the Helping Hand brought back my wandering son?
18909	He asks me questions sooch as dese: Who baints mine nose so red?
18909	Here hath been dawning another blue day: Think, wilt thou let it slip useless away?
18909	His brothers had walked but a little way When Jotham to Nathan chanced to say,"What on airth is he up to, hey?"
18909	Ho, ho, pale brother,"said the Wine,"Can you boast of deeds as great as mine?"
18909	How answer his brute question in that hour When whirlwinds of rebellion shake the world?
18909	How gan I all dese dings eggsblain To dot schmall Yawcob Strauss?
18909	How many ages in time?
18909	How many days in a week?
18909	How many hours in a day?
18909	How many minutes in an hour?
18909	How many months in a year?
18909	How many seconds in a minute?
18909	How many weeks in a month?
18909	How many years in an age?
18909	I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song?
18909	I do''want no foolin''--you hear me?
18909	I staggered faintly in, Fearing--_what_?
18909	I''ll light on the libbe''ty- pole, an''crow; An''I''ll say to the gawpin''fools below,''What world''s this''ere That I''ve come near?''
18909	If a storm should come and awake the deep What matter?
18909	If by easy work you beat, Who the more will prize you?
18909	If the men_ were_ so wicked, I''ll ask my papa How he dared to propose to my darling mamma; Was he like the rest of them?
18909	In the laugh that rings so gayly through the richly curtained room, Join they all, save one; Why is it?
18909	Is his heaven far to seek for those who drown?"
18909	Is it possible?
18909	Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust?
18909	Is it worth while that we jeer at each other In blackness of heart that we war to the knife?
18909	Is n''t it true?
18909	Is the pudding done?
18909	Is this a hoax?
18909	Is this the dream He dreamed who shaped the suns And pillared the blue firmament with light?
18909	Is you boun''fuh ter be a black villiun?
18909	Is you''s purrin''an''humpin''-up done?
18909	Is your heart an ocean so strong and deep I may launch my all on its tide?
18909	Jest fold our hands an''see the swaller, An''blackbird an''catbird beat us holler?
18909	Maggie, sister''s an angel, Is n''t she?
18909	May I carry, if I will, All your burdens up the hill?"
18909	Men who had fought ten to one ere that day?
18909	Morgan-- Morgan is waiting for me; Oh, what will Morgan say?"
18909	Must we give in,"Says he with a grin,"''T the bluebird an''phoebe Are smarter''n we be?
18909	My labor never flags; And what are its wages?
18909	No?
18909	Not Sunday?
18909	Now ai n''t you ashamed er yo''se''lf sur?
18909	Now if from here to Morrow is a fourteen- hour jump, Can you go to- day to Morrow and come back to- day, you chump?"
18909	Now the smiles are thicker-- wonder what they mean?
18909	Now, Maggie, I''ve something to tell you-- Let me lean up to you close-- Do you see how the sunset has flooded The heavens with yellow and rose?
18909	Now, tell me, Are you guilty of this, or no?"
18909	Now_ my_ hair is n''t golden, My eyes are n''t blue, you see-- Now tell me, Maggie, if I were to die, Could they make an angel of me?
18909	O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, How will the Future reckon with this man?
18909	O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, Is this the handiwork you give to God, This monstrous thing distorted and soul- quenched?
18909	Oh, let us be married,--too long we have tarried,-- But what shall we do for a ring?"
18909	Oh, w''y did n''t yo wun off and hide, Little cat?
18909	Oh, when its aged branches throw Thin shadows on the ground below, Shall fraud and force and iron will Oppress the weak and helpless still?
18909	Or does she seem to pine and fret For me?
18909	Remember the story of Elihu Burritt, An''how he clum up to the top, Got all the knowledge''at he ever had Down in a blacksmithing shop?
18909	Rouse thee from thy spell; Art thou a sinner?
18909	Said I,"I guess you know it all, but kindly let me say, How can I go to Morrow, if I leave the town to- day?"
18909	Said I,"I want to go to Morrow; can I go to- day And get to Morrow by to- night, if there is no delay?"
18909	Said I,"My boy, it seems to me you''re talking through your hat, Is there a town named Morrow on your line?
18909	Say, stummick, what''s the matter, You had to go an''ache?
18909	Say, what''s the matter with you?
18909	Secondly?
18909	Seek''st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean- side?
18909	Shall I tell you where and when?
18909	Shall he?
18909	Shall not the roaring waters their headlong gallop check?
18909	Shall she let it ring?
18909	Shall we be trotting home again?"
18909	Should it be A dashing damsel, gay and pert, A pattern of inconstancy; Or selfish, mercenary flirt?
18909	Slave of the wheel of labor, what to him Are Plato and the swing of Pleiades?
18909	So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure?
18909	So she resolutely walked up to the wagon old and red--"May I have a dozen apples for a kiss?"
18909	Suppose that some boys have a horse, And some a coach and pair, Will it tire you less while walking To say,"It is n''t fair"?
18909	Suppose you''re dressed for walking, And the rain comes pouring down, Will it clear off any sooner Because you scold and frown?
18909	Suppose your task, my little man, Is very hard to get, Will it make it any easier For you to sit and fret?
18909	Suppose, my dear, I take my knife, And cut the rope to save my life?"
18909	THEN DID HE BLENCH?
18909	Tell me dat, Did dey holler at all when you cwied?
18909	Tell me, darling, will you be The wife of Bobby Shaftoe?"
18909	That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o''er land and sea-- And wouldst thou hew it down?
18909	The Baby Where did you come from, baby dear?
18909	The Pilgrims came to Plymouth Rock In fourteen ninety- two, An''the Indians standin''on the dock Asked,"What are you goin''to do?"
18909	The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung:"Shall I take them away?"
18909	The Tree bore his fruit in the midsummer glow: Said the child,"May I gather thy berries now?"
18909	The Wind, he took to his revels once more; On down In town, Like a merry- mad clown, He leaped and halloed with whistle and roar,"What''s that?"
18909	The church, a phantom, vanished soon; What saw the teacher then?
18909	The old man-- is he hearty yet?
18909	The weather was bitter cold, The young ones cried and shivered--( Little Johnny''s but four years old)-- So what was I to do, sir?
18909	Then I felt myself pulled once again, and my hand caught tight hold of a dress, And I heard,"What''s the matter, dear Jim?
18909	Then said,"Who art thou, and why com''st thou here?"
18909	Then why should I sit in the scorner''s seat, Or hurl the cynic''s ban?
18909	There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band: Why had they come to wither there Away from their childhood''s land?
18909	There, do n''t hold my hands, Maggie, I do n''t feel like tearing it now; But-- where was I in my story?
18909	They scrape away a little snow; What''s this?
18909	Tom was only a moderate drinker; ah, sir, do you bear in mind How the plodding tortoise in the race left the leaping hare behind?
18909	Und vhere der plaze goes vrom der lamp Vene''er der glim I douse?
18909	Up spoke our own little Mabel, Saying,"Father, who makes it snow?"
18909	W''y is dat?
18909	Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?
18909	Was that thunder?
18909	Was there a man dismay''d?
18909	Was there a soldier who carried the Seven Flinched like a coward or fled from the strife?
18909	We shall be so kind in the after while, But what have we been to- day?
18909	We shall bring to each lonely life a smile, But what have we brought to- day?
18909	We shall give out gold in princely sum, But what did we give to- day?
18909	What ails you, Hal?
18909	What does little baby say In her bed at peep of day?
18909	What fields, or waves, or mountains?
18909	What is the use of heapin''on me a pauper''s shame?
18909	What love of thine own kind?
18909	What means this great commotion?
18909	What means this stir in Rome?
18909	What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain?
18909	What plant we in this apple- tree?
18909	What plant we in this apple- tree?
18909	What plant we in this apple- tree?
18909	What recked he?
18909	What recked those who followed?
18909	What shall the tasks of mercy be, Amid the toils, the strifes, the tears Of those who live when length of years Is wasting this apple- tree?
18909	What shapes of sky or plain?
18909	What sought they thus afar?
18909	What the long reaches of the peaks of song, The rift of dawn, the reddening of the rose?
18909	What thou art we know not; What is most like thee?
18909	What was done?
18909	What whistle''s that, yelling so shrill?
18909	What''s he got on?
18909	What?
18909	When can their glory fade?
18909	When pain and sickness made me cry, Who gazed upon my heavy eye, And wept, for fear that I should die?
18909	When sleep forsook my open eye, Who was it sung sweet lullaby And rocked me that I should not cry?
18909	When the sun goes down with a flaming ray And the dear friends have to part?
18909	When you were home, old comrade, say, Did you see any of our folks?
18909	Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom''s soil beneath our feet, And Freedom''s banner streaming o''er us?
18909	Where now the solemn shade, Verdure and gloom where many branches meet; So grateful, when the noon of summer made The valleys sick with heat?
18909	Where should I fly to, Where go to sleep in the dark wood or dell?
18909	Who fathoms the Eternal Thought?
18909	Who has seen the wind?
18909	Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be?
18909	Who knows whither the clouds have fled?
18909	Who knows?
18909	Who loosened and let down this brutal jaw?
18909	Who made him dead to rapture and despair, A thing that grieves not and that never hopes, Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
18909	Who ran to help me when I fell And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the part to make it well?
18909	Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping in my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed?
18909	Who talks of scheme and plan?
18909	Who taught my infant lips to pray, To love God''s holy word and day, And walk in wisdom''s pleasant way?
18909	Who vos it cuts dot schmoodth blace oudt Vrom der hair ubon mine he d?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who won the war?
18909	Who''s to blame?"
18909	Who, Harry?
18909	Who?
18909	Whose breath blew out the light within this brain?
18909	Whose heart hath ne''er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand?
18909	Whose the fault then?
18909	Whose was the hand that slanted back this brow?
18909	Why ai n''t you a friend o''mine?
18909	Why do n''t you tell me like a man: What is the matter with our folks?"
18909	Why do yonder sorrowing maidens scatter flowers along the way?
18909	Why is the Forum crowded?
18909	Why look so pale and so sad, as for ever Wishing to weep?"
18909	Why should people of sense stop to put up a fence, While the ambulance works in the valley?"
18909	Why, sir, you''re crying as hard as I; what-- is it really done?
18909	Why, what''s the mattter, friend?
18909	Will he dare it, the hero undaunted, that terrible, sickening height, Or will the hot blood of his courage freeze in his veins at the sight?
18909	Will he fall?
18909	Wu''dat you got under dat box?
18909	Wut you say?
18909	Yet through that summer morning I lingered near the spot: Oh, why do things seem sweeter if we possess them not?
18909	You Moon, have you done something wrong in heaven, That God has hidden your face?
18909	You say,"Oh, yes"; you think so?
18909	Your feet were bleeding as You walked our pavements-- How did we miss Your footprints on our pavements?-- Can there be other folk as blind as we?
18909	_ A soft hand stroked it as I went by._ What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?
18909	_ Alfred, Lord Tennyson._ The Tree The Tree''s early leaf buds were bursting their brown;"Shall I take them away?"
18909	_ Alice Cary._ The Wind Who has seen the wind?
18909	_ Alice Cary._ Who Won the War?
18909	_ Alice Gary._ Little Birdie What does little birdie say, In her nest at peep of day?
18909	_ Charles F. Adams._ To- day We shall do so much in the years to come, But what have we done to- day?
18909	_ Charles Wolfe._ How Many Seconds in a Minute?
18909	_ Christina G. Rossetti._ To- day Here hath been dawning another blue day: Think, wilt thou let it slip useless away?
18909	_ Edwin Markham._ Poorhouse Nan Did you say you wished to see me, sir?
18909	_ Fannie Windsor._ What is Good"What is the real good?"
18909	_ Felicia Hemans._ Bobby Shaftoe"Marie, will you marry me?
18909	_ Frederick Whitttaker._ A Boy and His Stomach What''s the matter, stummick?
18909	_ From the same box as the cherubs''wings._ How did they all just come to be you?
18909	_ Give you a song?_ No, I ca n''t do that, my singing days are past; My voice is cracked, my throat''s worn out, and my lungs are going fast.
18909	_ God spoke, and it came out to hear._ Where did you get those arms and hands?
18909	_ God thought about me, and so I grew._ But how did you come to us, you dear?
18909	_ I found it waiting when I got here._ What makes your forehead so smooth and high?
18909	_ Joseph Bert Smiley._ Is It Worth While?
18909	_ Lord Houghton._ Breathes There the Man With Soul So Dead?
18909	_ Lord Houghton._ Lady Moon"Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?"
18909	_ Love made itself into hooks and bands._ Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?
18909	_ Marion Short._ The Owl Critic"Who stuffed that white owl?"
18909	_ Out of the everywhere into the here._ Where did you get your eyes so blue?
18909	_ Out of the sky as I came through._ What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?
18909	_ Rose Hartwick Thorpe._ Kate Shelly Have you heard how a girl saved the lightning express-- Of Kate Shelly, whose father was killed on the road?
18909	_ Rudyard Kipling._ Whistling in Heaven You''re surprised that I ever should say so?
18909	_ Some of the starry spikes left in._ Where did you get that little tear?
18909	_ Something better than anyone knows._ Whence that three- cornered smile of bliss?
18909	_ Three angels gave me at once a kiss._ Where did you get that pearly ear?
18909	_ William Cullen Bryant._ Character of the Happy Warrior Who is the happy Warrior?
18909	_ William Cullen Bryant._ My Mother Who fed me from her gentle breast And hushed me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
18909	_( From"The Lay of the Last Minstrel")_ Breathes there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land?
18909	ai n''t it fun to just wade in and help myself?
18909	and where?
18909	der you think dat I''s bline?
18909	do n''t be tazin''me,"said she, With just the faintest sigh,"I''ve sinse enough to see you''ve come, But what''s the reason why?"
18909	do n''t you see it is?
18909	do n''t you see?
18909	do n''t you see?
18909	each pain her hurt and woe?
18909	he shouted, long and loud; And,"Who wants my potatoes?"
18909	how de yeou like flyin''?
18909	oh, my baby-- did-- you-- come All the way-- alone-- my darling-- just to lead-- poor-- papa-- home?''
18909	shall Providence be blamed?"
18909	shouted she;"Why, do you see it?"
18909	so mournful?
18909	the teacher said, Filled with a new surprise;"Shall I behold his name enrolled Among the great and wise?"
18909	was there ever so merry a note?
18909	what ignorance of pain?
18909	what to do?
18909	when shall they all meet again?"
18909	who ever yeered tell er des sich?
18909	why so soon Depart the hues that make thy forests glad; Thy gentle wind and thy fair sunny noon, And leave thee wild and sad?
18909	wot_ do_ they understand?
19469	''Cause dis letter''s doin''to papa, Papa lives with God,''ou know, Mamma sent me for a letter, Does''ou fink''at I tan go?
19469	''Got hurt in a smash- up''? 19469 A what?"
19469	And did she stand With her anchor clutching hold of the sand, For a month, and never stir?
19469	And did the little lawless lad That has made you sick and made you sad, Sail with the_ Gray Swan''s_ crew?
19469	And he has never written line, Nor sent you word, nor made you sign To say he was alive?
19469	And how is this, my little chit?
19469	And how is this?
19469	And is there nothing yet unsaid Before the change appears? 19469 And so your lad is gone?"
19469	And where''s your home?
19469	And who are_ you_?
19469	But if some maid with beauty blest, As pure and fair as Heaven can make her, Will share my labor and my rest Till envious Death shall overtake her? 19469 But if some maiden with a heart On me should venture to bestow it, Pray should I act the wiser part To take the treasure or forgo it?
19469	But is there nothing in thy track To bid thee fondly stay, While the swift seasons hurry back To find the wished- for day?
19469	But what if, seemingly afraid To bind her fate in Hymen''s fetter, She vow she means to die a maid, In answer to my loving letter? 19469 But, my good mother, do you know All this was twenty years ago?
19469	Could their ears believe aright?
19469	Dear Father, hast Thou a new leaf for me? 19469 Do you think I will take your bounty, And let you smile and think You''re doing a noble action With the parish''s meat and drink?
19469	I rushed from the room like a madman, And flew to the workhouse gate, Crying''Food for a dying woman?'' 19469 I''se a letter, Mr. Postman; Is there room for any more?
19469	Is it''cause my aunty grieved you?
19469	Is there no hope, no chance of life?
19469	It is very cruel, too,Said little Alice Neal;"I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel?"
19469	John Maynard, can you still hold out?
19469	Missus,says I,"if you please, mum, Could I ax you for a rose?
19469	Now, who would cross the Ohio, This dark and stormy water?
19469	Now,said the deacon,"shall we pray?"
19469	Oh, where shall I find a little foot- page That would win both hose and shoon, And will bring to me the Singing Leaves If they grow under the moon?
19469	Our swords may cleave the casques of men, Our blood may stain the sod, But what are human strength and power Without the help of God?
19469	Sprinkled or plunged-- may I ask you, friend, How you attained to life''s great end?
19469	The other day?
19469	Then we dot up, and payed dust as well as we tould, And Dod answered our payers; now was n''t he dood?
19469	Then,said Tommy,"tell me, Jessie, how can I the Saviour love, When I''m down in this''ere cellar, and He''s up in heaven above?"
19469	Two?
19469	Wal-- no-- I come dasignin''--"To see my Ma?
19469	Well, why tant we pray dest as mamma did then, And ask Him to send him with presents aden?
19469	What if, in spite of her disdain, I find my heart entwined about With Cupid''s dear, delicious chain So closely that I ca n''t get out? 19469 What strength or power,"the statesman cried,"Could such a judgement bring?
19469	What? 19469 Where is the Earl of Holderness?"
19469	Which shall it be? 19469 Whom should I marry?
19469	Yer can see me, ca n''t yer, Jesus? 19469 You want to see my Pa, I s''pose?"
19469	''Twas lots of work, you think?
19469	''Twas well she died before-- Do you know If the happy spirits in heaven can see The ruin and wretchedness here below?
19469	''tis a pretty sum; I wish I had as much at home: I''d like to know, as I''m a sinner, What lucky fellow is the winner?"
19469	--"Miserable man, You''re mad as the sea,--you rave,-- What have I to forgive?"
19469	101 Who comes dancing over the snow 153 Who dat knockin''at de do''?
19469	174 Han''some, stranger?
19469	92 What flower is this that greets the morn 85 What makes the dog''s nose always cold?
19469	Aftah all de pains I''s took, Cain''t you tell me how I look?
19469	After the journey is over What is the use of them; how Can they carry them who must be carried?
19469	Ai n''t them high?
19469	An''leave the foe to welter where their blood had made a pool; But how can I git famous?
19469	And after him, with his MSS., Came Wesley, the pattern of godliness, But he cried,"Dear me, what shall I do?
19469	And did he marry her, you ask?
19469	And didst thou visit him no more?
19469	And have the lips of a sister fair Been baptized in their waves of light?
19469	And hop''st thou hence unscathed to go?
19469	And shall I fear to own His cause?"
19469	And sin no more; can I believe her?
19469	And so anxiously he asked her,"Is there really such a place?"
19469	And though you be done to the death, what then?
19469	And what are the names of the Fortunate Isles?
19469	And what is so huge as the aim of it?
19469	And who will cheer my bonny bride, If yet they shall arrest me?"
19469	And would you, who hear this simple tale, Pray for the poor, and praying,"prevail"?
19469	Apples?
19469	Are You Here?
19469	Are You Here?
19469	Are n''t we, Roger?
19469	Are the ninety and nine, All so safe and so fine, Not enough for the shepherd to keep?"
19469	Are you cutting out all that is mean?
19469	Are you easing the load Of overtaxed lifters, who toil down the road?
19469	Are you finding your work a delight?
19469	Are you going straight At a hustling gait?
19469	Are you hoeing your row neat and clean?
19469	Better?
19469	Black yer boots, sir?
19469	Brininstool._ Which Shall It Be?
19469	But his little daughter whispered, As she took his icy hand,"Is n''t God upon the ocean, Just the same as on the land?"
19469	But there came to the Crumpetty Tree Mr. and Mrs. Canary; And they said,"Did ever you see Any spot so charmingly airy?
19469	But where is he, that helmsman bold?
19469	But who shall dare To measure loss and gain in this wise?
19469	Cain''t you talk?
19469	Can such a feeble child as this Do aught for thee, O King?
19469	Canst thou not feel My warm blood o''er thy heart congeal?
19469	Clever?
19469	Come and fetch me, wo n''t yer, Jesus?
19469	Deep distress and hesitation Mingled with his adoration; Should he go, or should he stay?
19469	Did they save us?
19469	Did they thus affront their Lord?
19469	Did you tackle the trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful?
19469	Do n''t you have no fear; Heaven was made fur such as you is-- Joe, wot makes you look so queer?
19469	Do n''t you know, come Thu''sday night, She gwine ma''y Lucius White?
19469	Do n''t you take no int''rest?
19469	Do not let the seeker Bow before his God alone; Why should not your brother share The strength of"two or three"in prayer?
19469	Do not let the singer Wait deserved praises long; Why should one that thrills your heart Lack that joy it may impart?
19469	Do you cut out the weeds as you ought to do?
19469	Do you hoe it fair?
19469	Do you hoe it square?
19469	Do you hoe it the best that you know?
19469	Do you murmur a prayer, my brothers, when cozy and safe in bed, For men like these, who are ready to die for a wreck off Mumbles Head?
19469	Do you plant what is beautiful there?
19469	Do you whistle and sing as you toil along?
19469	Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and made thee feed By the stream and o''er the mead?
19469	Dost thou know who made thee?
19469	Dost thou not know that what is best In this too restless world is rest From overwork and worry?
19469	Fear ye foes who kill for hire?
19469	Flowers in heaven?
19469	Flowers, Joe-- I know''d you''d like''em-- Ai n''t them scrumptious?
19469	Foley._ The Gray Swan"Oh tell me, sailor, tell me true, Is my little lad, my Elihu, A- sailing with your ship?"
19469	For the harvest, you know, Will be just what you sow; Are you working it on the square?
19469	For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks?
19469	Gave thee clothing of delight,-- Softest clothing, woolly, bright?
19469	Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice?
19469	Had he sent His angel down?
19469	Had then God heard her?
19469	He called aloud:"Say, father, say If yet my task is done?"
19469	He looked up at the blue sky above Then at the men near by; Had_ they_ no little boys at home, That they could let him die?
19469	He said with trembling lip,--"What little lad?
19469	He''s thirsty, too-- see him nod his head?
19469	His bright blue eyes glanced fearless round, His step was firm and light; What was it underneath his plaid His little hands grasped tight?
19469	His sleepless vision dim?
19469	Hope ye mercy still?
19469	How can I look-- his father-- on that which there mangled lies?
19469	How could I know it was Thee?"
19469	How could angels bear the sight?
19469	How''s the world a- usin''you?"
19469	I wonder, has he such a lumpish, leaden, Aching thing, in place of a heart?
19469	In which class are you?
19469	Is he clothed in rags?
19469	Is it amusing?
19469	Is it because I am nobody''s child?
19469	Is it perhaps some foolish freak Of thine, to put the words I speak Into a plaintive ditty?
19469	Is there a way to forget to think?
19469	It is n''t the fact that you''re licked that counts; It''s how did you fight-- and why?
19469	Laffin''at you ai n''t no harm-- Go''way, dahky, whah''s yo''arm?
19469	Likewise, there folks do n''t git hungry: So good people, w''en they dies, Finds themselves well fixed forever-- Joe my boy, wot ails yer eyes?
19469	List, what do they say?
19469	Little lamb, who made thee?
19469	Lost?
19469	May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath; What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death?"
19469	May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?
19469	Morning papers?"
19469	Must He dwell with brutal creatures?
19469	My home?
19469	Never see the country, did you?
19469	No failure you have need to fear, Except to fail to do your best-- What have you done, what can you do?
19469	Not one was left for the old lady''s food Of those potatoes; And she sighed and said,"What shall I do?
19469	Now, sence I''ve told you my story, do you wonder I''m tired of life?
19469	Oh, my God, can Joe be dead?
19469	Oh, the paupers are meek and lowly With their"Thank''ee kindly, mum''s"; So long as they fill their stomachs, What matter whence it comes?
19469	Oh, what is so fierce as the flame of it?
19469	One day I was pickin''currants down by the old quince tree, When I heerd Jake''s voice a- sayin'',"Be ye willin''ter marry me?"
19469	Or are you a leaner, who lets others share Your portion of labor, and worry and care?
19469	Or hide year face from the light of day With a craven soul and fearful?
19469	Or think it strange I often wish I warn''t an inventor''s wife?
19469	Papers, mister?
19469	Prithee hasten, Uncle Jared, what''s the bullet in my breast To that murderous storm of fire raining tortures on the rest?
19469	Rags is but a cotton roll Jest for wrappin''up a soul; An''a soul is worth a true Hale and hearty"How d''ye do?"
19469	Said the King to his daughters three;"For I to Vanity Fair am boun, Now say what shall they be?"
19469	Say"Hullo"and"How d''ye do?
19469	Say, are you killing the weeds, my boy?
19469	Say, how are you hoeing your row?
19469	Say, now, was you mad fu''true W''en I kin''o''laughed at you?
19469	See you not the Weaver leaving Finished work behind, in weaving?
19469	Shall I tell you where and when?
19469	Shall we always be youthful and laughing and gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away?
19469	Shall we even curse the madness Which for"ends of State"Dooms us to the long, long sadness Of this human hate?
19469	She lisped out,"Who is me?
19469	Should a brother workman dear Falter for a word of cheer?
19469	Should he leave the poor to wait Hungry at the convent gate, Till the vision passed away?
19469	Should he slight his radiant guest, Slight this visitant celestial For a crowd of ragged, bestial Beggars at the convent gate?
19469	Should it be A dashing damsel, gay and pert, A pattern of inconstancy; Or selfish, mercenary flirt?
19469	Should we help where now we hinder, Should we pity where we blame?
19469	Smellin''of''em''s made you happy?
19469	So why mark me at twenty- nine, And him at sixty- three?
19469	Somebody''s hand hath rested there-- Was it a mother''s, soft and white?
19469	Sometimes maybe Ma comes to the stairs And hollers up,"Boys, have you said your prayers?"
19469	Struck with palsy, sere and old, Waiting at the gates of gold, Spake he with his dying breath:"Life is done, but what is death?"
19469	Such spreading of rootlets far and wide, Such whispering to and fro; And,"Are you ready?"
19469	Tan''t I wite a letter too?"
19469	Tears, my boy?
19469	That fellow''s the"Speaker"--the one on the right;"Mr. Mayor,"my young one, how are you to- night?
19469	That flowered patch?
19469	The Colonel''s son a pistol drew and held it muzzle- end,"Ye have taken the one from a foe,"said he;"will ye take the mate from a friend?"
19469	The Fortunate Isles You sail and you seek for the Fortunate Isles, The old Greek Isles of the yellow bird''s song?
19469	The bards crown the heroes and children rehearse The songs that give heroes to story, And what say the bards to the children?
19469	The guardians gazed in horror, The master''s face went white:"Did a pauper refuse their pudding?"
19469	The sailor''s eyes were dim with dew,--"Your little lad, your Elihu?"
19469	The same fond mother bent at night O''er each fair sleeping brow; She had each folded flower in sight-- Where are those dreamers now?
19469	The soldier bent his head, Then, glancing round, with smiling lips,"You''ll join with me?"
19469	The sturdy trooper straight repeated,"When all the village cheers us on, That you, in tears, apart are seated?
19469	The voice, the glance, the heart I sought-- give answer, where are they?
19469	The world''s monument stands the Potomac beside, And what says the shaft to the river?
19469	Then it''s Tommy this, an''Tommy that, an''"Tommy,''ow''s yer soul?"
19469	Then sweetly rose the singer''s voice Amid unwonted calm:"Am I a soldier of the Cross, A follower of the Lamb?
19469	Then the clothesline, can she get it?
19469	Then the cry fell to a moan, Which was changed a moment later to another frenzied tone:"Black yer boots, sir?
19469	Then up and spoke the Colonel''s son that led a troop of the Guides:"Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides?"
19469	Then we stopt; the sun wuz shinin''; I ran back along the ridge An''I found her-- dead?
19469	There''s Tom, an''Tibby, An''Dad, an''Mam, an''Mam''s cat, None on''em earning money-- What do you think of that?
19469	Think ye I have made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor?
19469	Think ye my noble father''s glaive Would drink the life- blood of a slave?
19469	Think ye the Eternal Ear is deaf?
19469	Think ye the soul''s blood may not cry from that far land to Him?
19469	Those plaids?
19469	Too sleepy for sayin''de prayer tonight?
19469	Tut, man, what would you have?"
19469	Up from the ground he sprang and gazed, but who could paint that gaze?
19469	Useless?
19469	Was it fancy that brought it to me?
19469	Was it snowing I spoke of?
19469	Was n''t you a awful sight, Havin''me to baig you so?
19469	Was there a God in the skies?
19469	Was there nothing but a manger Cursed sinners could afford To receive the heavenly stranger?
19469	We''ll leave it here?
19469	Well, well, what''s that?
19469	Wha''d you come hyeah fu''to- night?
19469	What am I then?
19469	What are a couple of women?
19469	What cares he for the cold If his sheep to the fold He can bring from the dark mountain land?
19469	What danger lowers by land or sea?
19469	What do you care for a beggar''s story?
19469	What doth the poor man''s son inherit?
19469	What doth the poor man''s son inherit?
19469	What doth the poor man''s son inherit?
19469	What good is''rithmetic an''things, exceptin''jest for girls, Er them there Fauntleroys''at wears their hair in pretty curls?
19469	What hand is that, whose icy press Clings to the dead with death''s own grasp, But meets no answering caress?
19469	What little lad, do you say?
19469	What means that cry?
19469	What secret trouble stirs thy breast?
19469	What shall we call them?
19469	What to closed eyes are kind sayings?
19469	What to hushed heart is deep vow?
19469	What vexes your little tin soul?
19469	What voice was that on the wind?
19469	What would you have him do?"
19469	What''s her name?
19469	What''s the mercy despots feel?
19469	What''s this?"
19469	When in the world did the coxswain shirk?
19469	Whence came I here, and how?
19469	Whence came they?
19469	Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
19469	Where is my boy, my darling?
19469	Where is my wife, you traitors-- The poor old wife you slew?
19469	Where shall I send, and to whom shall I go For more potatoes?"
19469	Who Stole the Bird''s Nest?
19469	Who am I, that from the center Of Thy glory Thou shouldst enter This poor cell, my guest to be?
19469	Who says we are more?
19469	Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
19469	Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
19469	Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
19469	Who told me to do my duty?
19469	Why all this fret and flurry?
19469	Why is it, I wonder, I''m nobody''s child?
19469	Why not reform?
19469	Why, do n''t you know?
19469	Will land or gold redeem my son?
19469	Will no one dare For her sweet sake the flaming stair?"
19469	Will ye give it up to slaves?
19469	Will ye look for greener graves?
19469	Will ye to your homes retire?
19469	Will you listen to me?
19469	Will you listen to me?
19469	Will you listen to me?
19469	Wilt thou not pause and cease to pour Thy hurrying, headlong waters o''er This rocky shelf forever?
19469	With burning star and flaming band It kindles all the sunset land: O tell us what its name may be,-- Is this the Flower of Liberty?
19469	With the minuet in fashion, Who could fly into a passion?
19469	Without thee what were life?
19469	Witing letters, is''ou, mamma?
19469	Wot''s them fur, Joey?
19469	Would the vision come again?
19469	Would the vision there remain?
19469	Wrung she then the linen cleanly, bandaged up the wound again Ere the still eyes opened slowly; white lips murmuring,"Am I sane?"
19469	Yes, we''re boys-- always playing with tongue or with pen; And I sometimes have asked, Shall we ever be men?
19469	You are beaten to earth?
19469	You hear that boy laughing?
19469	You''eathen, where the mischief''ave you been?
19469	Your lineage matters not at all, Nor counts one whit your gold or gear, What can you do to show the world The reason for your being here?
19469	_ Beers_ 101 Who Stole the Bird''s Nest?
19469	_ Carrie Shaw Rice._ The Boy With the Hoe How are you hoeing your row, my boy?
19469	_ Clement Scott._ The Fireman''s Story"''A frightful face''?
19469	_ Edward Lear._ The Singing Leaves I"What fairings will ye that I bring?"
19469	_ Felicia D. Hemans._ The Boys Has there any old fellow got mixed with the boys?
19469	_ Helen L. Smith_ The New Year Who comes dancing over the snow, His soft little feet all bare and rosy?
19469	_ I have never refused you before?_ Let that pass, For I''ve drank my last glass, boys, I have drank my last glass.
19469	_ John G. Whittier._ The Flower of Liberty What flower is this that greets the morn, Its hues from Heaven so freshly born?
19469	_ John Pierpont._ Mad River IN THE WHITE MOUNTAINS_ Traveler_ Why dost thou wildly rush and roar, Mad River, O Mad River?
19469	_ Oliver Wendell Holmes._ The Lamb Little lamb, who made thee?
19469	_ Ought n''t to live so?_ Why, Mister, What''s a feller to do?
19469	_ Ought n''t to live so?_ Why, Mister, What''s a feller to do?
19469	_ Phoebe Cary._ How Did You Die?
19469	_ Rudyard Kipling._ Encouragement Who dat knockin''at de do''?
19469	_ Sarah Doudney._ Why the Dog''s Nose Is Always Cold What makes the dog''s nose always cold?
19469	_ Sir Walter Scott._ The Engineer''s Story Han''som, stranger?
19469	_ The River_ What wouldst thou in these mountains seek, O stranger from the city?
19469	_ The preachin''_?
19469	_ William Shakespeare._ The Newsboy Want any papers, Mister?
19469	an''"How d''ye do?"
19469	and tell me what is this?
19469	and will ye quail?
19469	are you here?
19469	are you here?
19469	are you here?
19469	as a drop of water in the sea, All this magnificence in Thee is lost:-- What are ten thousand worlds compared to Thee?
19469	boots or papers, which will I be over there?
19469	can such things be?
19469	cried the crow;"I should like to know What thief took away A bird''s nest to- day?"
19469	he gruffly said, A moment pausing to regard her;--"Why weepest thou, my little chit?"
19469	how Tommy''s eyes did glisten as he drank in every word As it fell from"Singing Jessie"--was it true, what he had heard?
19469	if''twas wrong, the wrong is mine; Besides, he may be in the brine, And could he write from the grave?
19469	is it true My little lad, My Elihu?
19469	is it you?
19469	is it you?
19469	little evergreens 203 Home they brought her warrior dead 74 How are you hoeing your row, my boy?
19469	must I stay?"
19469	not Nick Van Stann again?
19469	or were there God''s lips behind?
19469	our wayward son, Turbulent, reckless, idle one,-- Could_ he_ be spared?
19469	silent still?
19469	silent yet?
19469	sir, he was good, and they say he died brave-- Why, why, did you pass by my dear papa''s grave?
19469	so marvelously Constructed and conceived?
19469	start ye back?
19469	straight he saith,"Where is my wife, Elizabeth?"
19469	the lark at heaven''s gate sings 111 Has there any old fellow got mixed with the boys?
19469	the sailor''s eyes Stood open with a great surprise,--"The other day?
19469	the_ Swan?_"His heart began in his throat to rise.
19469	what could I do?-- Up to God''s ear that moment a wild, fierce question flew--"What shall I do, O Heaven?"
19469	what shall I do when the night comes down In its terrible blackness all over the town?
19469	what shall we do to slake their quenchless thirst?
19469	what ship?"
19469	what would the world be to us If the children were no more?
19469	where was he?
19469	which shall it be?"
19469	which shall it be?"
19469	who caused your proud heart to relent, And the hasty word spoken so soon to repent?
19469	why does the wind blow upon me so wild?
19469	why is it so hard for Man to wait?
19469	you find it strange?