This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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23338 | V Each morn a thousand Recipes, you say-- Yes, but where match the beer of Yesterday? |
23792 | [ Illustration] Indeed, indeed-- to Quit It oft Before I swore,--but did I mean it when I swore? |
26437 | XXI Strange, is it not? |
26437 | XXV One day I queried would she please to Say How long, how long this Fad was apt to Stay? |
26437 | XXVII PREDESTINATION-- full of Unbelief-- Must I accept it, is there no Relief? |
32944 | O''leadin''citizens, you know, to go and seine"Old Blue"-- But had n''t no big seine, and so-- w''y, what wuz they to do?... |
32944 | [ Illustration][ Illustration] XLIII And childern.--_Childern?_ Lawzy- day! |
28184 | IX Each Morn a thousand Volumes brings, you say; Yes, but who reads the Books of Yesterday? |
28184 | LX The vagrant Singer, how does he, good Lord, Compete with such a money- making Horde Of tinsel rhymesters that infest the Shops? |
28184 | LXI Why, be our Talent truly Art, how dare Refuse our Lucubrations everywhere? |
28184 | LXIV Strange, is it not? |
28184 | What, are we not through With Richard Calmady and Emmy Lou? |
28184 | Why are they not worth even more? |
28184 | Why, are not Tenth Editions still more rare? |
28184 | XXX What, without asking, to be hypnotized Into a Sale of Stevenson disguised? |
28184 | out of senseless Show- Girls to evoke A Drama? |
28184 | that of the Authors who Publish in England, such a mighty Few Make a Success, though here they score a Hit? |
31467 | A murmured word, a sigh, a stolen kiss-- Ah, tell me, does the Promised Paradise Hold anything one- half so sweet as this? |
31467 | EACH morn some fresh repentance brings, you say? |
31467 | TO"settle down and marry,"oft of yore, I swore-- but was I sober when I swore? |
31467 | WHAT Diva''s rubies ever glow so red As when some Gilded Chappie hath been bled? |
31467 | WHAT if my conscience seem an idle joke-- My good resolves all disappear in smoke? |
31467 | WHAT if the conscience feel, perchance, a sting? |
31467 | WHY, when to- day your bills are promptly paid, Assume the whims of some capricious maid, Incur the debts you never did contract, And yet must settle? |
31467 | WOULD YOU CAST A LOVING WOMAN HENCE?] |
31467 | WOULD you the spangle of existence spend In Matrimony? |
31467 | Would you cast a loving Woman hence? |
31467 | Yes-- but where leaves the vows of Yesterday? |
31467 | [ Illustration: I SWORE-- BUT WAS I SOBER WHEN I SWORE?] |
5408 | If for a Martyr''s Death I so am prized, May not my hallowed Ashes be preserved That Saint Cigar I may be canonized? |
5408 | - of Kisses can there be Enough?" |
5408 | LXVIII A Microbe lingers in a Kiss, you say? |
5408 | LXX What, then, of Him in dizzy Heights profound Who scans the Zenith''s constellated Round? |
5408 | LXXVI So what of Secrets mouthed beneath the Rose, Rumorous Badinage of These and Those? |
5408 | LXXXIV One said,"And can no wiser Law revoke The Edict that foredestined me to Smoke, My stump to be a Byword and a Jest? |
5408 | What reckons Love of Hairpins more or less? |
5408 | X- Pendants; who has not noted a hairpin in the act of falling, hanging for a moment, as though loth to leave its gentle habitation? |
5408 | XCVI Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft before I swore, but Was I Smoking when I swore? |
16898 | ''My gown? |
16898 | ''Now who shall gar them cry_ Enow_, That gang this fearsome gate?'' |
16898 | ''Now, little Edward, answer me''-- I said, and clutched him by the gown--''At Cambridge would you rather be, Or here in Oxford town?'' |
16898 | ''Then, pot or glass, why label it"_ With Care_"? |
16898 | ''Whose is yon corse that, thus adorned wi''gourd- leaves, Forth ye bear with slow step?'' |
16898 | Am I hoaxed by a scout? |
16898 | And is it so? |
16898 | And stay our Captain''s din? |
16898 | And yet what profit of it all? |
16898 | And your gown was enough to compel me To fall down and worship its hem--( Are''hems''wearing? |
16898 | Are things what they seem, Or is Sophists about? |
16898 | Are things what they seem, Or is Sophists about? |
16898 | At this my boy hung down his head, While sterner grew the parent''s eye; And six- and- thirty times I said,''Come, Edward, tell me why?'' |
16898 | Be it this, be it that--''I forget,''or''Was joking''--whatever the fem--inine fib, you''ll have made me your debtor And come,--you_ will_ come? |
16898 | But I ask,--Do I dream? |
16898 | Can Folly stalk And aim her unrespecting darts In shades where grave Professors walk And Bachelors of Arts? |
16898 | Do I dream? |
16898 | Do I sleep? |
16898 | Do they blow? |
16898 | Do you think that a frock lasts for ever?'' |
16898 | Hath he forgott? |
16898 | Have you thought, since that night, of the Grotto? |
16898 | How had so frail a thing the heart To journey where she trembled so? |
16898 | Is our"to ti en einai"a failure, or is Robert Browning played out? |
16898 | Is our"to ti en einai"a failure, or is Robert Browning played out? |
16898 | Lady Jane''s guardian was a haughty Peer, who Clung to old creeds and had a nasty temper; Can we blame Willum that he hardly cared to Risk a refusal? |
16898 | Leave the issue to be guessed At the endynge of the waye''-- As I laye a- wakynge,''twas soe she seemed to say--''Whatte and if it alle be feynynge? |
16898 | Methought, last night, that one in suit of woe Stood by the Tavern- door and whispered,''Lo, The Pledge departed, what avails the Cup? |
16898 | Naye, gossyp, loyterynge soe late, What ayles thee thus to chyde? |
16898 | Of the rose that I begged from your hair? |
16898 | Of the stains of the old_ Journalisten_? |
16898 | Of the words whispered under the palms, While the minutes flew by and forgot to Remind us of Aunt and her qualms? |
16898 | Or did I viewe A ghostlye companye This even, by the dismalle yewe, Of faces three That beckoned mee To land where no repynynges bee? |
16898 | Or why your Sheepskin with my Gourd compare? |
16898 | Saye, cushat, callynge from the brake, What ayles thee soe to pyne? |
16898 | Saye, gossyp, whom dost thou abyde? |
16898 | Shalle I alone Delayinge crye''Anon, Anon''? |
16898 | So''the best of all ways''--why repeat you The verse at 2.30 a.m., When I''m stealing an hour to entreat you Dear Kitty, to come to Commem.? |
16898 | Then O, but his cheek would flush, an''''Bridget,''He''d say,''Will yez love me?'' |
16898 | Thy carefulle heart shall cease to ake When dayes be fyne And greene thynges twyne: Saye, cushat, what thy griefe to myne? |
16898 | Why loyter I among the quicke, When ye are gonne? |
16898 | Why, now, sir, you are hourly filled with wine, And has the clay more licence now than then? |
16898 | Yourself condemned to three score years and ten, Say, did you judge the ways of other men? |
16898 | _ Has_ it gone up the spout? |
16898 | said I:''For Cambridge has her"King''s Parade,"And much the more becoming gown; Why should you slight her so,''I said,''Compared with Oxford town?'' |