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.
| identifier | question |
|---|---|
| 33403 | Surprise and delightdid I say? |
| 33403 | It does show faces and if there[they?] |
| 33403 | Was this one a complete one? |
| 33403 | all the burst in in[delete duplicate''in''?] |
| 33403 | the man the reason for a pale cullass[cutlass?] |
| 35654 | And thou--she whispered,"didst thou give thyself to this woman?" |
| 35654 | And what of thee? |
| 35654 | Have I grown like her-- in good sooth? |
| 35654 | Nay,he said,"how should that have been, when I was so much more an- hungered to see quickly the face of my beloved?" |
| 35654 | What hast thou learned of life in thy far countries? |
| 35654 | And Flame spoke unto the Old Gray Woman of Shadows, saying,"Gray One, I pray thee, what wouldst thou?" |
| 35654 | But Queen Ellaline said to him,"Nay, my lord, shall not thou and I return to the castle alone? |
| 35654 | Dost thou not know? |
| 35654 | Drawing her close within the shelter of his arms he said,"Thou believest that I love thee as my heart''s blood?" |
| 35654 | Flame, looking upon the glory that was her face, fell at her feet, crying,"Thou wilt forgive?" |
| 35654 | Straightway he went to her, saying,"Canst thou not forgive?" |
| 35654 | Telwyn the King leaned him forward in eagerness, asking,"The Shining One? |
| 35654 | Then because he was silent a space, as one thinking, she said,"What is it that thou wouldst say to me?" |
| 35654 | Then did the face of Roseheart grow wistful- sweet, and she asked,"The woman of thy dream-- didst thou find her?" |
| 35654 | Then spake Ellaline, the Queen, with quiet voice, saying,"What wouldst thou, Flame, son of Lokus? |
| 35654 | Thou rememberest the Radiant One?" |
| 35654 | Were it not well that they should walk apart in the forest in the cool of the evening, if that be their wish?" |
| 35654 | What meanest thou?" |
| 35654 | Where now is Wur, that thou hast the look of happiness?" |
| 35654 | [ Sidenote:_ The Finding_] Remembering the pain and struggle of his quest, Flame cried out,"Wherefore did I go from thee?" |
| 22692 | And so the book you handed me, to plight our troth,with ire said she,"you bought from Charlie here on tick? |
| 22692 | Is there no way,so wails the host,"to lay this Richard Randle''s ghost?" |
| 22692 | My fears are in the distance,is Woodrow''s grateful song;"what foe can make resistance against this mighty throng? |
| 22692 | A bathroom? |
| 22692 | And this old pilgrim, dour and hoary, on all our pleasure drew the noose; for, at the end of every story, he''d sadly ask:"What was the use?" |
| 22692 | Are we striving, are we reaching, for the life serene and sweet? |
| 22692 | Business seems unholy? |
| 22692 | But what are these rip- snorting wagons? |
| 22692 | Do you in anything excel? |
| 22692 | For who can love a duffer so pallid, weak and thin, who seems resigned to suffer and let folks rub it in? |
| 22692 | He looked me over long and well, and then enquired:"What can you do? |
| 22692 | He placed the flag to thwart the scorner, the doubter, and the man obtuse; and then the old man in the corner looked up and asked:"What was the use?" |
| 22692 | His hearers were standing before him in attitudes speaking of awe, for what could they do but adore him, the man with the prognathous jaw? |
| 22692 | How many planets are between us and good old Mother Earth? |
| 22692 | Is there a legend you hold dear, some legend of the long ago? |
| 22692 | Long years have passed since R. R. Rox was placed in silver- mounted box; and does he rest in peace? |
| 22692 | My darling love-- but who comes here?" |
| 22692 | NAMING THE BABY First I thought I''d call him Caesar; but my Uncle Ebenezer said that name was badly hoodoed-- wasn''t Julius Caesar slain? |
| 22692 | Oh, is it Saturn, Mars or Venus? |
| 22692 | Old Bilks gold- bricked me in that deal, but does his system pay? |
| 22692 | POST- MORTEM INDUSTRY You''ve heard of Richard Randle Rox? |
| 22692 | Shall I get down to menial task? |
| 22692 | Shall I your Cheap John wigwam share, the daughter of a millionaire, who early learned in wealth to bask? |
| 22692 | THE BRIGHT FACE Things are moving slowly? |
| 22692 | THE OUTCAST You ask me why I weep and moan, like some lost spirit in despair, and why I wonder[ Transcriber''s note: wander?] |
| 22692 | That all the fakers come to it when they would fleece the suckers? |
| 22692 | The maids who made their pies of mud, and danced in dirty alleys? |
| 22692 | The old man broke into my story, and mildly asked:"What was the use?" |
| 22692 | The people read me as I cook my victims, and exclaim with glee,"If he would only write a book, oh where would Scott and Dickens be?" |
| 22692 | This side of heaven can there be such pure and unmixed ecstacy? |
| 22692 | We smote him roundly in our anger, resolved to cook his ancient goose, and still, above the din and clangor, we heard him ask,"What is the use?" |
| 22692 | What can you offer-- you who seek my hand? |
| 22692 | What globe do we infest? |
| 22692 | What mighty bird is that a- soaring-- I seem to hear its pinions roaring, it scoots along so fast? |
| 22692 | Where are the kids who climbed the trees, the tousled young carousers, who got their faces black with dirt, and tore their little trousers? |
| 22692 | Where are the lads who scrapped by rounds, while other lads kept tallies? |
| 22692 | Why should the music cease? |
| 22692 | You ask me why I pack this gun, all loaded up, prepared to shoot? |
| 22692 | You hear the pageant''s dreary song as down the road it ambles; I wonder, oftentimes, how long you''ll stand my cheerful gambols? |
| 22692 | You say I print too many ads, unfit for youths''perusal, of fakers''pills and liver pads? |
| 22692 | You say my other pages reek with filthy"cures for cancer"? |
| 22692 | You say my paper is n''t fit for aught but toughs and muckers? |
| 22692 | [ Illustration: The Sleeper Wakes]"What world is this?" |
| 22692 | he asked, in terror;"what life, of which I''m now a sharer? |
| 22692 | off alone, and paw the ground and tear my hair? |