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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4942 | Allow me, sir, the honor;--Then a bow Down to the earth-- Is''t possible to show Meet gratitude for such kind condescension? |
4942 | One? 4942 Shall we fight or shall we fly? |
4942 | 4. Who but the locksmith could have made such music? |
4942 | A thousand guilders? |
4942 | And a day less or more At sea or ashore, We die-- does it matter when? |
4942 | And"Are you ready?" |
4942 | But how little is there of the great and good which can die? |
4942 | Doth God exact day labor, light deny''d, I fondly ask? |
4942 | 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? |
4942 | Had they been bold enough then, who can tell but that the traitors had won? |
4942 | Have I not, even as it is, learned much by many of my errors?" |
4942 | He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar;"Now tread we a measure?" |
4942 | How do I love thee? |
4942 | How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? |
4942 | How was it done? |
4942 | I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace? |
4942 | Is Sparta dead? |
4942 | Is it then so new That you should carol so madly? |
4942 | Is the old Grecian spirit frozen in your veins, that you do crouch and cower like a belabored hound beneath his master''s lash? |
4942 | Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a''that? |
4942 | Oh, when will Liberty Once more be here? |
4942 | Outram and Havelock breaking their way through the fell mutineers? |
4942 | Replied the other--"have you never heard, A man may lend his store Of gold or silver ore, But wisdom none can borrow, none can lend?" |
4942 | Shall I not know the world best by trying the wrong of it, and repenting? |
4942 | So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e''er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar? |
4942 | Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee-- Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage,--what are they? |
4942 | V. Mine? |
4942 | Was n''t it good for a boy to see Out to Old Aunt Mary''s? |
4942 | We are six ships of the line; can we fight with fifty- three?" |
4942 | Were eyes put into our head, that we might see, or that we might fancy, and plausibly pretend, we had seen? |
4942 | What have they done? |
4942 | What matter if I stand alone? |
4942 | You hope, because you''re old and obese, To find in the furry, civic robe ease? |
4942 | You think that puts the case too sharply? |
4942 | a wayward youth might perhaps answer, incredulously,"no one ever gets wiser by doing wrong? |
4942 | cried I,"whence is it?" |
4942 | cried the Mayor,"what''s that? |
4942 | hear ye yon lion roaring in his den? |
4942 | how did Mozart do it, how Raphael? |
4942 | is it true that was told by the scout? |
4942 | is it you? |
4942 | is it you? |
4942 | thinkest thou that because no one stands near with parchment and blacklead to note thy jargon, it therefore dies and is harmless? |
4942 | was there ever such a knight, in friendship or in war, As our sovereign lord, King Henry, the soldier of Navarre? |
4942 | where is it? |
40576 | And now, Redbreast, where is your mate? 40576 I''d like a small crumb or something to eat, And may I come in and warm my poor feet? |
40576 | Now will you listen to our call, And come to hear the children small? 40576 Say, Sir Robin, why do n''t you sing? |
40576 | Say, what do you do in that far sunny clime? 40576 Will you give me a birdie? |
40576 | Will you give me your doll? 40576 Would you think it quite right to be twitted that way, Just because of your coat was not handsome and gay? |
40576 | And a tear is in her eye, And will my darling baby Come back by- and- by? |
40576 | And my pretty home Grown so still and drear? |
40576 | And what did you, my little maid, While I down South this winter stayed?" |
40576 | Are you hungry? |
40576 | Are you thirsty? |
40576 | Asks a mother dear; Why has darling baby Left me lonely here? |
40576 | BECAUSE Now what''s the use of wondering Why''tis not always day? |
40576 | CLARABEL''S VALENTINE"Now, who shall get my valentine?" |
40576 | DOES JESUS KNOW? |
40576 | Do you want a crumb? |
40576 | Do you want a drink? |
40576 | Does He hear the church bells ringing As they''re swinging to and fro? |
40576 | Does He hear us when we''re praying? |
40576 | Does He hear us when we''re singing? |
40576 | Does He hear what we are saying? |
40576 | Does Santa Claus come there at Christmas time? |
40576 | Had some one played her tricks? |
40576 | He said unto his victim fair:"This is a pretty place; So wo n''t you fly to the window high Where hangs the woven lace?" |
40576 | I said to him,"Robin, why do you wait? |
40576 | I''d like to know If you can grow To be as big as me?" |
40576 | If I had my wish, Do you know what I''d say? |
40576 | Now, what''s a parlor good for, say? |
40576 | Or do n''t you know that this is spring? |
40576 | Says mama with a sigh; Where has baby gone to? |
40576 | She oft would say, In her sweet way,"How tall you going to be? |
40576 | So one Spring day When little May Stood by her apple- tree; What do you think? |
40576 | So who should get her valentine? |
40576 | So wo n''t you kindly listen, And patience try to keep? |
40576 | THE SPIDER AND THE BEE"Will you walk into my parlor?" |
40576 | The wind will blow and drift the snow O''er lakes and frozen rills; But what care we? |
40576 | Then what would be the use of wings Upon a pussy cat? |
40576 | WHAT GOOD IS A BROTHER? |
40576 | WHERE DO BABIES GO? |
40576 | WHY? |
40576 | What good is a brother? |
40576 | What made her stay down South so late? |
40576 | When did you come? |
40576 | Where are all the playthings That lay upon the floor? |
40576 | Where has baby gone to? |
40576 | Where has baby gone to? |
40576 | Where have you been this winter long? |
40576 | Where''s the little dolly cab That bumped against the door? |
40576 | Why do n''t she come to build her nest, And lay some eggs, and sit and rest?" |
40576 | Would you think it would be nice if you could not sing To be counted as naught but a poor useless thing? |
40576 | does Jesus know? |
40576 | does Jesus know? |
40576 | does Jesus know? |
40576 | does Jesus know? |
38053 | Am dat so? 38053 An''dey ask him,''Was your feet sore?'' |
38053 | And his mate? 38053 Are n''t you going to kiss me, Nellie?" |
38053 | Are they fresh? |
38053 | Are you going? |
38053 | Did n''t I tell you?-- Did n''t I say them sets was n''t sound? |
38053 | Have you got any eggs this morning, Uncle Mose? |
38053 | His best,Bill Lawson said to me,"what''s that, I''d like to know? |
38053 | I seen,says he,"a notice on the chapel railin''tied; They''ll have service there this evenin''--can the youngster stand the ride? |
38053 | I''m hanged,said Larrie, and he stopped short in the middle of the road;"look here, my good woman, are you going to take your baby, or are you not?" |
38053 | Is it Fred? 38053 That lofty mountain yonder, which high its head erects, That Alp of packing cases-- are those, dear, your effects?" |
38053 | The Flowers of the Forest--("He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down")--they are-- playing, shall I say? |
38053 | We must n''t talk of that time, though, ever-- eh, Nellie? |
38053 | Well? |
38053 | What? |
38053 | Where''s the fall? |
38053 | Who could we get? 38053 Who''s below?" |
38053 | Why, how ole am de boy? |
38053 | Your pressing need yesterday? |
38053 | Your purpose, Walters? |
38053 | ''Thwart the empires,''neath the oceans, Subtly speeds the living fire; Who shall tell what wild emotions Spring from out that thridden wire? |
38053 | ''Twere an awful smash, an''it laid me out, I ai n''t forgot it, and never shall; Were the passengers hurt? |
38053 | (_ By kind permission of the Author._) How am I to describe the sadly impressive scene at Modder River on the evening of the 13th of December? |
38053 | Ai n''t he sound, eh? |
38053 | An''yo''say she has childruns? |
38053 | And what''s my thanks? |
38053 | And you''re not going to let me know the secret, eh? |
38053 | But who shall measure His mercies? |
38053 | But you know the rest-- how Providence contrived that very night That a doctor should come cadgin''at our shanty for a light.... Baby? |
38053 | But you''ll tell me-- you''ll tell your own Margaret? |
38053 | Do let you rest? |
38053 | Eh? |
38053 | How''s your son comin''on at de school? |
38053 | I should like to know how that can be when a man''s a Mason-- when he keeps a secret that sets him and his wife apart? |
38053 | I should like to know where were your buttons then? |
38053 | I''d ask dis goot conundhrum, too, Vich ve should brofit by:"''Vill you indo mine parlor valk?'' |
38053 | In the hour of Britain''s peril Shall we falter, while the fires Still are glowing on our altars From the ashes of our sires? |
38053 | Lawrence?" |
38053 | Now, Caudle, do n''t let us quarrel, there''s a good soul: tell me, what''s it all about? |
38053 | On Central Park a shmardt young man Says:"Strauss, how vas you peen?" |
38053 | On the lips of her last and dearest Pressing a farewell kiss, She cried aloud in her anguish--"Can God make amends for_ this_?" |
38053 | Sebenty- two, sebenty- free, sebenty- foah, sebenty- five, sebenty- six, sebenty- seven, sebenty- eight, sebenty- nine-- and your mudder? |
38053 | Up jumps Murphy, scowling darkly as he looks at Pat O''Connor:"Is this the way,"he says to Pat,"that you uphold Ould Oireland''s honour?" |
38053 | Was there ever such a man? |
38053 | Well? |
38053 | What does the poor man''s son inherit? |
38053 | What does the poor man''s son inherit? |
38053 | What does the poor man''s son inherit? |
38053 | What, then, is afoot? |
38053 | When a person gets to be fifty- three years old----""Fifty- free? |
38053 | Where is Sandy M''Fadyn?" |
38053 | Why, Jane, what''s this-- this pile of letters here? |
38053 | Why, how ole am de gal? |
38053 | Why, if once in your life a button''s off your shirt-- what do you say"ah"at? |
38053 | You did n''t swear? |
38053 | You mean to say-- you''re not? |
38053 | You were not in a passion, wer''n''t you? |
38053 | You wo n''t? |
38053 | _ Other Volumes in this Series._ MANNERS FOR MEN MANNERS FOR WOMEN A WORD TO WOMEN HOW TO BE PRETTY WHAT SHALL I SAY? |
38053 | _ how_ can I"go steady"? |
38053 | a foreboding?" |
38053 | an''take off his little shoes, An''dey wash him, an''dey kiss him, an''dey say--''Now what''s de news?'' |
38053 | and slowly, as the trucks rattle into the gloom, Inch by inch they advance to the conquest of a prison-- or is it a tomb? |
38053 | eighteen( counting), nineteen, twenty, twenty- one, twenty- two, twenty- free, twenty- foah, twenty- five, and how''s yore gal comin''on? |
38053 | how could he? |
38053 | the son? |
38053 | there below-- any hope, boys, any chances of saving his life?" |
16936 | And when the petitions are sent up imploring his blessings, and asking his forgiveness, have you none to offer? 16936 As to that,"said the dial,"is there not a window in your house, on purpose for you to look through?" |
16936 | But, mother,asked Frank, impatiently,"how shall I keep these thoughts out? |
16936 | Do you ever pray to God? 16936 Do you mean God, mother?" |
16936 | If you allow yourself to be distressed by trifles now, how will you bear the real trials of life, which you must inevitably sustain, sooner or later? 16936 Now,"resumed the dial,"may I be allowed to inquire if that exertion was at all fatiguing or disagreeable to you?" |
16936 | Shall I,says he,"of tender age, In this important care engage? |
16936 | What then? 16936 Why ca n''t I have my potato sliced, Aunt Cleaveland?" |
16936 | And now, said the teacher, you see that I was right when I told you that I had a hard question to ask you, when I asked What is a bird? |
16936 | And why ca n''t I shut the door when it is open? |
16936 | Are you so blest as to have nothing to ask, and so good as to need no forgiveness? |
16936 | As you slip aside to allow him to take your place at the fire, will he not feel that you are kind? |
16936 | But did not something within you, my son, tell you, while there, that you were doing wrong to disobey your parents?" |
16936 | But how can there be any pleasure in it, if you choose such things as have no amusement in them, at all?" |
16936 | DESIGNED FOR THE YOUNGER CLASSES IN SCHOOLS, ACADEMIES,& c.*****"Understandest thou what thou readest?" |
16936 | Did he recite his lesson correctly, read audibly, and appear to understand what he read? |
16936 | Did you read as correctly, articulate as distinctly, speak as loudly, or behave as well, as he? |
16936 | Do you pretend to sit as high in school as Anthony? |
16936 | Do you see any smoke in the wood and the coal, my dear? |
16936 | Do you, when his holy book is read, feel no desire to hear the directions he has given to lead you to your heavenly home? |
16936 | From thy all- seeing Spirit, Lord, What hiding- place does earth afford? |
16936 | Have not you, too, gone about the earth like an evil genius, blasting the fair fruits of peace and industry? |
16936 | He knows that you gave up to accommodate him; and how can he help liking you for it? |
16936 | How, then, could it take fire? |
16936 | I asked,"What''s your name, little girl?" |
16936 | I never heard a word about it before, said George, yesterday: who told you about it, Charles? |
16936 | I never heard one word of it before, said my uncle Toby, hastily: how came he there, Trim? |
16936 | Is that a map which you have before you, with the leaves blotted with ink? |
16936 | Is that what he said? |
16936 | Now, can you tell me what you go to the fire for? |
16936 | Now, can you tell me_ what fire is_? |
16936 | Now, what right had he to put himself in the way of temptation? |
16936 | Now, where can the heat come from? |
16936 | O where can I thy influence shun, Or whither from thy presence run? |
16936 | Should not you?" |
16936 | The question is this:_ What is a bird?_ 14. |
16936 | Thou shalt pronounce this parable upon the King of Babylon; and shalt say: How hath the oppressor ceased? |
16936 | Very well, said the teacher; but can you not think of anything else that a bird has, which other creatures have not? |
16936 | Was his copy written neatly, his letters made handsomely, and did no blot appear on his book? |
16936 | Was his wealth stored fraudfully, the spoil of orphans wronged, and widows who had none to plead their rights? |
16936 | Was it for this I sighed? |
16936 | Well, John, said the teacher, your hand is up; can you tell me_ what a bird is_? |
16936 | What does it Mean to be Tempted? |
16936 | What, all my flowers?" |
16936 | When Alice makes her fire in the kitchen, how does she make it? |
16936 | Whose book is that which you have under your arm? |
16936 | Whose towers are these that overlook the wood? |
16936 | Why, then, is not everything warm? |
16936 | Will you say that your time is your own, and that you have a right to employ it in the manner you please? |
16936 | Would you now do me the favor to give about half a dozen strokes, to illustrate my argument?" |
16936 | You know what fire is made from, do you not? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ And what are its effects, mother? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ But does not the fire make the heat, mother? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ But, mother, how did the heat get into the wood and coal? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ But, mother, the match is made of wood,--why does that take fire so easily? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ Dear mother, how can you do it? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ Everything contains heat, mother, did you say? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ I am sure I can not tell, mother; will you please to tell me? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ If the heat is in the wood and the coal, mother, why do we not feel it in them? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ Why, mother, have you never seen her? |
16936 | _ Daughter._ Why, mother, is heat kept in cages, like birds or mice? |
16936 | _ Daughter_ Why, mother, what sort of a cage can heat be kept in? |
16936 | _ Mother._ And can you see the smoke in the wood before the wood is put on the fire? |
16936 | _ Mother._ And do they burn the shovel and the tongs, my dear? |
16936 | _ Mother._ And how does the fire warm you, my dear? |
16936 | _ Mother._ And the heat that comes from the fire, after it is made, does not come in at the windows, nor down the chimney, does it? |
16936 | _ Mother._ And where does the heat come from, Caroline? |
16936 | _ Mother._ But does she not first do something to the match? |
16936 | _ Mother._ But how does she light the match, my dear? |
16936 | _ Mother._ But is the wood or the coal warm before the fire is made? |
16936 | _ Mother._ But you are sure that the smoke comes from the wood, are you not? |
16936 | _ Mother._ But, after the fire is made, we feel much heat coming from the fire, do we not? |
16936 | _ Mother._ Can you think of any reason why they do not burn the shovel and the tongs? |
16936 | _ Mother._ Did you never see a stick of wood fall on the hearth from the kitchen fire, and see the smoke coming from it? |
16936 | _ Mother._ Is there any fire in the sand- paper, Caroline? |
16936 | _ Mother._ Was there any fire in the match, before she lighted it? |
16936 | _ Mother._ Well, now, where can the heat come from? |
16936 | _ The same subject, continued.__ Mother._ Did you ever see a person rub his hands together, when he was cold? |
16936 | exclaimed Anna,"how can you sit and sew, when there are so many pleasant sights and sounds around you?" |
16936 | he cried:"Hast then, thou most ungrateful sot, My charge, my only charge, forgot? |
16936 | is there any harm in that?" |
16936 | said she;"what hurt can it do? |
16936 | said the mother, did he say so? |
16936 | why, what do you mean? |
11921 | What is that? |
11921 | ***** WHAT IS TIME? |
11921 | And by the brook, and in the glade, Are all our wand''rings o''er? |
11921 | And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour? |
11921 | And has he left the birds and flowers, And must I call in vain, And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? |
11921 | And is it not apparent that all their labours tend towards certain ends? |
11921 | And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine? |
11921 | And where were they? |
11921 | Are we startled at these reports of philosophers? |
11921 | As for the old woman, she was Time, Old Age, Duration: with her what can wrestle? |
11921 | But are they all true? |
11921 | But why do they live together, if they do not help one another? |
11921 | By what rules does she determine the due proportions between the nest and the young which are not yet in existence? |
11921 | Can Honour''s voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt''ry sooth the dull, cold ear of Death? |
11921 | Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? |
11921 | Do all rooks live in rookeries? |
11921 | Do rooks always keep to the same trees? |
11921 | Do they all work together, or every one for itself? |
11921 | Do you hear what a cawing the birds make? |
11921 | He counted them at break of day-- And when the sun set, where were they? |
11921 | He spoke the truth: but why had he become necessary? |
11921 | He was a weak child, they told him; could he lift that cat he saw there? |
11921 | How did she learn that she should lay eggs-- that eggs would require a nest to prevent them from falling to the ground and to keep them warm? |
11921 | How long by tyrants shall thy land be trod? |
11921 | How would ye bear to draw your latest breath, Where all that''s wretched paves the way for death? |
11921 | I ask''d a dying sinner, ere the tide Of life had left his veins:"Time?" |
11921 | I say, what name detestable enough could we find for such a being? |
11921 | If, dead to these calls, you already languish in slothful inaction, what will be able to quicken the more sluggish current of advancing years? |
11921 | If, then, not our globe only, but this whole system, be so very dimunitive, what is a kingdom or a country? |
11921 | In what far distant region of the sky, Hush''d in deep silence, sleep ye when''tis calm? |
11921 | Is that a rookery, papa? |
11921 | Is this the foundation which you lay for future usefulness and esteem? |
11921 | Is this the whole? |
11921 | Most perfect most divine, had by consent Flock''d thither to abide eternally Within those silent chambers where they dwell In happy intercourse? |
11921 | Must_ we_ but weep o''er days more blest? |
11921 | My hopes and fears Start up alarm''d, and o''er life''s narrow verge Look down-- on what? |
11921 | Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? |
11921 | Oft as the morning ray Visits these eyes, waking at once, I cry, Whence this excess of joy? |
11921 | Pray, are not rooks the same with crows? |
11921 | So true, so brave-- a lamb at home, A lion in the chase?" |
11921 | That horn you tried to drink was the sea; you did make it ebb: but who could drink that, the bottomless? |
11921 | The giant merely awoke, rubbed his cheek, and said,"Did a leaf fall?" |
11921 | Those gay- spent festive nights? |
11921 | Those restless cares? |
11921 | Was it the hunted quarry past Right up Ben- ledi''s side? |
11921 | What are a few lordships, or the so- much- admired patrimonies of those who are styled wealthy? |
11921 | What can preserve my life, or what destroy? |
11921 | What has befallen me? |
11921 | What if the foot, ordain''d the dust to tread, Or hand to toil, aspired to be the head? |
11921 | What if the head, the eye, or ear, repined To serve-- mere engines to the ruling Mind? |
11921 | What is it that teaches the bird to place her nest in a situation sheltered from the rain, and secure against the attacks of other animals? |
11921 | What is the earth, with all her ostentatious scenes, compared with this astonishingly grand furniture of the skies? |
11921 | What, but a dim speck hardly perceptible in the map of the universe? |
11921 | When shall I and my people be able to get rest?" |
11921 | Where are they? |
11921 | Where are your stores, ye powerful beings, say, Where your aerial magazines reserved To swell the brooding terrors of the storm? |
11921 | Where''s the respect to wisdom paid? |
11921 | Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near? |
11921 | Wouldst know the moral of the rhyme? |
11921 | You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? |
11921 | You have the letters Cadmus gave-- Think ye he meant them for a slave? |
11921 | [ Illustration: Letter C.] Can anything( says Plato) be more delightful than the hearing or the speaking of truth? |
11921 | [ Illustration: Letter W.] What sounds are on the mountain blast, Like bullet from the arbalast? |
11921 | _ Elizabeth_:''It is false, for when they said"Do you confess the indictment?" |
11921 | _ Sir Matthew Hale_:''What is his calling?'' |
11921 | _ Twisden_:''Poverty is your cloak, for I hear your husband is better maintained by running up and down a- preaching than by following his calling?'' |
11921 | _ Twisden_:''Will your husband leave preaching? |
11921 | and silent all? |
11921 | and where art thou, My country? |
11921 | call my brother back to me, I can not play alone; The summer comes with flower and bee-- Where is my brother gone? |
11921 | for thee? |
11921 | rising to the ignoble call-- How answers each bold Bacchanal? |
11921 | said the King;"what is the matter?" |
11921 | said the other lady, whose visage glowed with passion, made up of scorn and pity,"what are the pleasures you propose? |
11921 | silent still? |
11921 | those busy bustling days? |
11921 | those longings after fame? |
11921 | those unsolid hopes Of happiness? |
11921 | those veering thoughts, Lost between good and ill, that shared thy life? |
11921 | where, Where are thy men of might-- thy grand in soul? |
11921 | whither now are fled Those dreams of greatness? |
11921 | whose power over them was employed in assisting the rapacious, deceiving the simple, and oppressing the innocent? |
11921 | why art thou the last Llewellyn''s horn to hear? |
11921 | why liest thou with the vile In loathsome beds, and leav''st the kingly couch, A watch- case to a common larum- bell? |
11921 | why, my soul, dost thou complain, Why, drooping, seek the dark recess? |
34498 | A what? |
34498 | Are you hurt? |
34498 | Do you feel the bottom there, old fellow? |
34498 | Do you slide? |
34498 | It looks a nice warm exercise, that, does n''t it? |
34498 | Just hold me at first, Sam, will you? |
34498 | Let go, sir,said Sam;"do n''t you hear the governor a- callin''? |
34498 | Sir? |
34498 | These-- these-- are very awkward skates, ai n''t they, Sam? |
34498 | Well, sister, you''re late; what''s the matter? |
34498 | Who dares--this was the patriot''s cry, As striding from the desk he came,--"Come out with me, in Freedom''s name For her to live, for her to die?" |
34498 | Why, Jane, what can I do? 34498 Why, whativer is the matter, sister?" |
34498 | You skate, of course, Winkle? |
34498 | All this? |
34498 | And if the war must go on, why put off longer the Declaration of Independence? |
34498 | And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus? |
34498 | And since we must fight it through, why not put ourselves in a state to enjoy all the benefits of victory, if we gain the victory? |
34498 | And whence be the grapes of the wine- press which we tread? |
34498 | And wherefore doth your rout send forth a joyous shout? |
34498 | But what then? |
34498 | But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees, wherein Rosalind is so admired? |
34498 | Chastisement? |
34498 | Come, sister, will you go? |
34498 | Cut off from all hope of royal clemency, what are you, what can you be, while the power of England remains, but outlaws? |
34498 | Did I say better? |
34498 | Did not great Julius bleed for justice''s sake? |
34498 | Did you see as the cap- box was put out?" |
34498 | Do we mean to submit to the measures of Parliament, Boston Port Bill, and all? |
34498 | Do we mean to submit, and consent that we ourselves shall be ground to powder, and our country and its rights trodden down in the dust? |
34498 | Do you confess so much? |
34498 | Do you hear, forester? |
34498 | Does the poor solitary tea- duty support the purposes of this preamble? |
34498 | Durst not tempt him? |
34498 | For on what principle does it stand? |
34498 | Gentlemen, why prostitute this noble world? |
34498 | Has seven years''struggle been yet able to force them? |
34498 | Hath Cassius lived To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus, When grief and blood ill- tempered vexeth him? |
34498 | Have the evening clouds, suffused with sunset, dropped down and become fixed into solid forms? |
34498 | Have the rainbows that followed autumn storms faded upon the mountains and left their mantles there? |
34498 | Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rash humor which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful? |
34498 | I an itching palm? |
34498 | I durst not? |
34498 | I. Nay, why should I fear Death, Who gives us life and in exchange takes breath? |
34498 | I. Oh, wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the north, With your hands, and your feet, and your raiment all red? |
34498 | If we postpone independence, do we mean to carry on or give up the war? |
34498 | Is it come to this? |
34498 | Is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?" |
34498 | Is it so very magnanimous to give up a part of your income in order to save your whole property? |
34498 | Is it through you? |
34498 | Is not the supply there stated as effectually abandoned as if the tea- duty had perished in the general wreck? |
34498 | Is reform needed? |
34498 | Must I budge? |
34498 | Must I endure all this? |
34498 | Must I give way and room to your rash choler? |
34498 | Must I observe you? |
34498 | Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor? |
34498 | Now, where is the revenue which is to do all these mighty things? |
34498 | O deep- sea- diver, who might then behold such sights as thou? |
34498 | Pickwick?" |
34498 | Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? |
34498 | Should I have answered Caius Cassius so? |
34498 | Should I not say--"Hath a dog money? |
34498 | Was that done like Cassius? |
34498 | What means this trampling of horsemen in our rear? |
34498 | What should I say to you? |
34498 | What''s the matter? |
34498 | When two of these asses met, there would be an anxious"Have you got your lantern?" |
34498 | Where''s the eye, however blue, Doth not weary? |
34498 | Where''s the face One would meet in every place? |
34498 | Where''s the maid Whose lip mature is ever new? |
34498 | Where''s the voice, however soft, One would hear so very oft? |
34498 | Whose banner do I see, boys? |
34498 | Why then, why then, sir, do we not as soon as possible change this from a civil to a national war? |
34498 | Why, then, should we defer the Declaration? |
34498 | Will you go? |
34498 | Would twenty shillings have ruined Mr. Hampden''s fortune? |
34498 | X. O broad- armed fisher of the deep, whose sports can equal thine? |
34498 | You will force them? |
34498 | _ Orl._ And why not the swift foot of Time? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Are you native of this place? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Can you remember any of the principal evils laid to the charge of women? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Did you ever cure any so? |
34498 | _ Orl._ I prithee, who doth he trot withal? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Very well: what would you? |
34498 | _ Orl._ What were his marks? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Where dwell you, pretty youth? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Who ambles Time withal? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Who doth he galop withal? |
34498 | _ Orl._ Who stays it still withal? |
34498 | _ Ros._ But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak? |
34498 | _ Ros._ I pray you, what is''t o''clock? |
34498 | _ Ros._ Me believe it? |
34498 | do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, blood, complexion, clean and sweet? |
34498 | had not that been as proper? |
34498 | let her loose; Everything is spoilt by use: Where''s the cheek that doth not fade, Too much gazed at? |
34498 | shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers;--shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? |
34498 | what will become of the preamble if you repeal this tax?" |
10491 | Beyond the street a tower,--beyond the tower a moon,--beyond the moon a star,--beyond the Star, what? |
10491 | See I not, there, a white shimmer? 10491 What shall I say, brave Admiral, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" |
10491 | Who but the locksmith could have made such music? 10491 ''What know I? 10491 ''_ Shall Rome or Heathen rule in Arthur''s realm? 10491 --But no such word Was ever spoke or heard; For up stood, for out stepped, for in struck amid all these A captain? 10491 A lieutenant? 10491 A mate-- first, second, third? 10491 And do you not see what a pretty and pleasant come- off there is for most of us in this spiritual application? 10491 And what did he say to that, Conn? 10491 And who commanded,--and the silence came,--Here let the billows stiffen and have rest?" |
10491 | And"Are you ready?" |
10491 | And"What mockery or malice have we here?" |
10491 | Are you bought by English gold? |
10491 | Are you cowards, fools, or rogues? |
10491 | Brave Admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" |
10491 | Burn the fleet and ruin France? |
10491 | But for that reason, is the fool to be wretched, utterly crashed down, and left in all the suffering which his conduct and capacity naturally inflict? |
10491 | But where, thought I, are the crew? |
10491 | Came not faint whispers near? |
10491 | Did it never strike you that you wanted another watchword also,"fair-_work_,"and another and bitterer hatred,--"foul-_work_"? |
10491 | Did the conqueror spurn the creature, Once its service done? |
10491 | Does a man ever give up hope, I wonder,-- Face the grim fact, seeing it clear as day? |
10491 | For the next, Sir John; let me see.--Simon Shadow? |
10491 | Good my lord captain,--_ Falstaff_.--What, dost thou roar before thou art pricked? |
10491 | Has n''t he a home of his own? |
10491 | Hast thou a charm to stay the morning- star In his steep course? |
10491 | Have you provided me with half a dozen sufficient men? |
10491 | He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar;"Now tread we a measure?" |
10491 | How doth the good Knight now? |
10491 | I beseech you, which is Justice Shallow? |
10491 | I suppose this is renewable on the usual term? |
10491 | I''ve better counsellors; what counsel they? |
10491 | Is here all? |
10491 | Is it love the lying''s for? |
10491 | It''s Mas''r Davy? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''ll do him right now? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''ll do him right now? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''ll do him right now? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now? |
10491 | King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now? |
10491 | King Leodogran rejoiced, But musing''Shall I answer yea or nay?'' |
10491 | Let me see; where is Mouldy? |
10491 | Micawber, would you be willing to tell me the amount of your indebtedness? |
10491 | Now, Mas''r Davy, you''re a- wonderin''what that little candle is for, ai n''t yer? |
10491 | O''K_.--But he says you stole it for the day to go huntin''? |
10491 | O''K_.--Is it yourself, Moya? |
10491 | O''K_.--Oh, Conn, what have you been afther? |
10491 | ON BEING ASKED, WHENCE IS THIS FLOWER? |
10491 | Oh, Sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene''er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? |
10491 | Or at the casement seen her stand? |
10491 | Or did he think, even till they plunged and fell, Some miracle would stop them? |
10491 | Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? |
10491 | Reach the mooring? |
10491 | Said I,"What can the matter be? |
10491 | Shall I admit the officer? |
10491 | Shall I not lift her from this land of beasts Up to my throne and side by side with me? |
10491 | Shall I prick him down, Sir John? |
10491 | Shall I prick him, Sir John? |
10491 | So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e''er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar? |
10491 | Something with pale silken shrine? |
10491 | Stand aside; know you where you are? |
10491 | That you might tread upon them, and starve them, and get the better of them in every possible way? |
10491 | That''s the tale: its application? |
10491 | Then the pilots of the place put out brisk and leapt on board;"Why, what hope or chance have ships like these to pass?" |
10491 | Till, at ending, all the judges Cry with one assent"Take the prize-- a prize who grudges Such a voice and instrument? |
10491 | To whom used my boy George quaff else, By the old fool''s side that begot him? |
10491 | Was it prose or rhyme, Greek or Latin? |
10491 | Was the old Mother thryin''to make little o''me? |
10491 | Well, who made him more persevering and more sagacious than others? |
10491 | Well? |
10491 | Were they seven Strings the lyre possessed? |
10491 | What do you suppose fools were made for? |
10491 | What happiness to reign a lonely king? |
10491 | What if, seconds hence, When I am very old, yon shimmering dome Come drawing down and down, till all things end?" |
10491 | What is wise work, and what is foolish work? |
10491 | What is your good pleasure with me? |
10491 | What matter to me if their star is a world? |
10491 | What the difference between sense and nonsense, in daily occupation? |
10491 | What''s his name? |
10491 | Where''s the roll? |
10491 | Where''s the roll? |
10491 | Wherefore Keep on casting pearls To a-- poet? |
10491 | Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? |
10491 | Who filled thy countenance with rosy light? |
10491 | Who found me in wine you drank once? |
10491 | Who gave me the goods that went since? |
10491 | Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury and your joy, Unceasing thunder, and eternal foam? |
10491 | Who hath proven him King Uther''s son?" |
10491 | Who helped me to gold I spent since? |
10491 | Who is next? |
10491 | Who is this? |
10491 | Who made thee parent of perpetual streams? |
10491 | Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon? |
10491 | Who raised me the house that sank once? |
10491 | Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth? |
10491 | Who''d stoop to blame This sort of trifling? |
10491 | Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? |
10491 | Who? |
10491 | Why is one man richer than another? |
10491 | Why take the artistic way to prove so much? |
10491 | Why weepest thou so sore? |
10491 | Will''t please you rise? |
10491 | Will''t please you sit and look at her? |
10491 | Yet do we ever ask ourselves, personally, or even nationally, whether our work is coming to anything or not? |
10491 | You do n''t mean his name''s Steerforth, do you? |
10491 | _ David_.--Where are you going, Mr. Peggotty? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--Is thy name Mouldy? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--Is thy name Wart? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--Shadow, whose son art thou? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--Well, good woman''s tailor, wilt thou make as many holes in an enemy''s battle as thou hast done in a woman''s petticoat? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--What disease hast thou? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--What trade art thou, Feeble? |
10491 | _ Falstaff_.--Where''s he? |
10491 | _ Heep_.--Is Mr. Micawber in? |
10491 | _ Moya_.--I thought your husband was drowned at sea? |
10491 | _ Moya_.--Why should he be here, Mrs. O''Kelly? |
10491 | _ Peggotty_.--Where''s my coat? |
10491 | _ Peggotty_.--Who''s the man? |
10491 | _ Shallow_.--What think you, Sir John? |
10491 | _ Shallow_.--Where''s Shadow? |
10491 | _ Shallow_.--Where''s the roll? |
10491 | a cricket( What"cicada"? |
10491 | and what is here? |
10491 | cries Hervé Riel;"Are you mad, you Malouins? |
10491 | did stealing steps go by? |
10491 | for''What?'' |
10491 | ses I;"Come back you thafe of the world, where you takin''me to?" |
10491 | ses he,"Is that Conn, the Shaughraun, on my brown mare?" |
49291 | All men are equal,where? |
49291 | Dare they do it? |
49291 | Great Spirit,he cried"shall the battle be given, And all but their leader be there? |
49291 | What of Adams? |
49291 | What of Sherman? |
49291 | What''s the news? |
49291 | Where is your liquor? |
49291 | Who is speaking? |
49291 | Will they do it? |
49291 | ( Orig: Whese sons you required, and left not any?) |
49291 | ( Orig: almost pefect organism of the body politic?) |
49291 | A grain of this and a scruple of that!-- Know ye the name of the Medical Rat? |
49291 | A nation speaking another tongue? |
49291 | A people inimical to human freedom? |
49291 | A state abandoned to the caprices of despotism? |
49291 | Against whom are these charges brought? |
49291 | Against whom? |
49291 | And by whom are these charges made? |
49291 | And have we come back sulky and sullen from the very field of honor? |
49291 | And is this aggressive system forever to be adventured by her rulers? |
49291 | And who was that enemy? |
49291 | Are we now unable to do this? |
49291 | Both have a right to_ seek_ for"happiness;"But, with such different chances of success, Where''s the_ equality_? |
49291 | But do we realize that Henry Clay is dead? |
49291 | But the cataract''s roar with the thunder now vied;"Oh, what is the meaning of this?" |
49291 | But, is there not one unquestionable answer? |
49291 | But, what is the higher law? |
49291 | Can there be a law, within these United higher than the Constitution of the United States? |
49291 | Deprived of sunshine, chill''d with vapor- blights, Say what are_ their_"inalienable rights,"Social and civil? |
49291 | Did I not say we need elevation? |
49291 | Did you ever see an eclipse? |
49291 | Do we need health, or genius, or learning, or eloquence, or pleasure, or fame, or power? |
49291 | Do we need wealth, or rank, or office? |
49291 | Do you ever think of the mothers many Whose sons you required, and left not any? |
49291 | Do you think of young limbs bruised and crush''d And laughing voices forever hush''d? |
49291 | Does any one of us need to be chaplain, or clerk, or representative, or senator, or speaker, or vice- president? |
49291 | Had Washington never lived, what would have been the result of our revolutionary struggle? |
49291 | Had he died immediately after the close of the war, what would have been the fate of our governmental experiment? |
49291 | Has any foreign ruler been so foolish as to listen with credulity to the tales of impending disunion? |
49291 | Have we lost this spirit? |
49291 | How can we eat what is not eatable? |
49291 | How can we punish what is not punishable? |
49291 | How could such a secret be kept from the foundation of the world till the end of the fifteenth century? |
49291 | How does it come? |
49291 | How does it come? |
49291 | I stand here the noblest being in the whole creation; may I not be master of that creation? |
49291 | If there can be and is such a law-- what is it? |
49291 | If we knew the clouds above us, Held by gentle blessings there, Would we turn away all trembling, In our blind and weak despair? |
49291 | If we knew the silent story, Quivering through the heart of pain, Would our womanhood dare doom them Back to haunts of guilt again? |
49291 | Is he busily engaged on the deck, is he manfully facing the danger, and skillfully suggesting means to avert it? |
49291 | Is such our need? |
49291 | Is there a physician to be found that can restore my soul to health?" |
49291 | Is there any American who wishes to consult European Powers as to the propriety or policy of our territorial expansion? |
49291 | Is there any one who fears a fatal blow from these Powers? |
49291 | Is this a theme not unworthy of the pen and the mind of Webster? |
49291 | It comes by_ trick_ as well as toil, But how is that? |
49291 | Know ye the names of the Reverend Rats? |
49291 | No? |
49291 | Not,"How did it come into the world?" |
49291 | Not,"How is it that I am sick?" |
49291 | Not,"How is it that fire descended from heaven upon Sodom?" |
49291 | Oh, Truth and Justice, and Common- Sense When will you drive this rat- tribe hence? |
49291 | Or, as the law says, how can we think on what is not thinkable? |
49291 | Or, how can we drink what is not drinkable? |
49291 | Our country is prosperous and powerful; but could it have been quite all it has been, and is, and is to be, without Henry Clay? |
49291 | Proving virtue itself a sin, By a comma left out or a colon left in; Of guesses and glosses the autocrats: Know ye the names of the Learned Rats? |
49291 | Queer John has sung, how money goes, But how it comes, who knows? |
49291 | Shall we not leave them a legacy as great as that our fathers left us? |
49291 | Souls of men are on board; wealth of man in the hold; And the storm- wind Euroclydon sweeps to his prey; And who heeds the bird? |
49291 | Speak out, my friends, would you exchange it for the demon''s drink, alcohol?" |
49291 | Strange to tell, he asks:"Can you inform me with what sword I was wounded, and by what Russian I have been thus grievously mauled? |
49291 | Suppose the glistening dew- drops Upon the grass should say:"What can a little dew- drop do? |
49291 | THE ONE GREAT NEED.--_Ibid._ Tell me, oh, tell me, what is it we need? |
49291 | Tell me wherefore down the valley, ye have traced the turnpike''s way Far beyond the cattle- pasture, and the brick- yard with its clay? |
49291 | The money comes-- how did I say? |
49291 | The war- shout has sounded, the stream must be cross''d Why lingers the leader afar? |
49291 | To whom shall we liken him, or with whom shall he be compared? |
49291 | Totally unused to ardent spirits, with my tongue, throat, and palate as raw as beef, what could I do? |
49291 | Victoria''s children laugh in glee!-- Does she remember mine, or me? |
49291 | Weep? |
49291 | What care I for infirmity? |
49291 | What could equal the faith of Abraham, as he tracked his lonely pilgrimage through the plains of Shinar, seeking a land that he knew not of? |
49291 | What did I say in the beginning? |
49291 | What else was so much good blood shed for, on so many more than classical fields of Revolutionary glory? |
49291 | What is it, then, that causes doubt and mystery to attend the ways of men? |
49291 | What of mere mortality could equal the firmness of Moses, as he came down from Sinai, his face all glowing from the presence of his God? |
49291 | What question does he ask? |
49291 | What so mysterious as the dissociation of the native tribes of this continent from the civilized and civilizable races of man? |
49291 | What so propitious as this long colonial training in the school of chartered government? |
49291 | Where is the captain? |
49291 | Where shall we be thirty years hence, if such prosperity attend us? |
49291 | Which one of them all that has not a record marked by some weakness, or marred by some crime? |
49291 | Who can realize that freedom''s champion-- the champion of a civilized world, and of all tongues and kindred and people, has indeed fallen? |
49291 | Who has not heard how gallantly, forty- seven years ago, the young hero, still weak from a wasting fever, led his squadron to battle? |
49291 | Who knows? |
49291 | Who was it that discovered the Fat Boy, and captured the wild and ferocious_ What Is It?_ An American citizen! |
49291 | Who was it that invented the powder that will kill a cockroach, if you put a little on its tail and then tread on it? |
49291 | Who was it that knocked thunder out of the clouds, and took a streak o''greased lightnin''for a tail to his kite? |
49291 | Who was it that, durin''the great and glorious Revolution, by his eloquence quenched the spirit of Toryism? |
49291 | Why has this association of American women been formed? |
49291 | Will any man, unless an utter infidel, deny this? |
49291 | Would we shrink from little shadows, Lying on the dewy grass, While''tis only birds of Eden, Just in mercy flying past? |
49291 | Your question would be:"How can I get rid of the evil?" |
49291 | _ Leges non curant-- verhum sat!_ Know ye the name of the Legal Rat? |
49291 | a cabinet officer? |
49291 | a foreign minister? |
49291 | a member or head of any department? |
49291 | an officer of the army or navy? |
49291 | but,"Are there medicines that will heal me? |
49291 | but,"How am I to escape from it?" |
49291 | but,"How may I, like Lot, escape out of the city to a Zoar?" |
49291 | has it gone from among us? |
49291 | has it gone from among us?) |
49291 | how shall I tell the sequel? |
49291 | of what is called friendship, love? |
49291 | or even a successor in the line of presidents of the United States? |
49291 | tell me wherefore do ye gaze, On the ground that''s being furrow''d for the planting of the maize? |
28498 | ''Lord,''says he,''is it s''deep''s that? 28498 A dead fish?" |
28498 | A fish? |
28498 | A really state? 28498 Ai n''t I swept over every inch of this here schoolhouse myself and carried the trash outten a dust- pan?" |
28498 | And what do the rest of you think? |
28498 | And what is thy other reason? |
28498 | And will you try the same of me, Lorna? |
28498 | Another kitten? |
28498 | Are you going to knock me down, dear John? |
28498 | Are youse dumbies? |
28498 | At the eighth hour this afternoon? |
28498 | But Ardelia, you do n''t want to go back to that horribly smelly street? 28498 But what should they kill me for?" |
28498 | But why ai n''t you tellin''us what you give her? |
28498 | Could he see Hypatia? |
28498 | Did you ever see anybody act like that Fannie Leach? 28498 Do I not?" |
28498 | Do you hear me, some of you? 28498 Have you nothing else to ask him, sir?" |
28498 | How can I go without settling anything? |
28498 | How could I sleep, while at any moment you might be killed beneath my window? 28498 How could you dare?" |
28498 | How do you know she is? |
28498 | How long has her salvation been important to you, my good friend? |
28498 | How shall I know of your danger now? 28498 Huh?" |
28498 | I thought all little girls liked--"Picnic? 28498 Is it so?" |
28498 | Is n''t the new lady, Mrs. Samuels, your teacher? |
28498 | It feels like a lump of lead? |
28498 | Leave my dog behind? 28498 Mo''cancelized dis mornin'', is she?" |
28498 | My darling, is it you? |
28498 | Nobody knows what the dog did? |
28498 | Now tell me,I said;"what means all this? |
28498 | Now what do you suppose the dog did? |
28498 | Now, how do you like real milk, Ardelia? 28498 Of what is she to be warned?" |
28498 | Oh, I thought you were gone,she answered;"why did you ever come here? |
28498 | Oh, Lorna, do n''t you know me? |
28498 | On your brow? |
28498 | Ready for the two- step, children? |
28498 | She did, did she? 28498 Stands where?" |
28498 | Surely not gone to Glen Doone? |
28498 | Terrible hot to- day, ai n''t it? |
28498 | That? 28498 Well,''Pollo, how''s yo''case on Miss Lily comin''on?" |
28498 | Wha''s jam? |
28498 | Wha''s''at? |
28498 | Wha''s''at? |
28498 | What has that to do with it? 28498 What is it, Ardelia; what is it? |
28498 | What is thy name, yeoman? |
28498 | What is your name? |
28498 | What would you do if you saw a little white kitten like that? |
28498 | What''s your name? |
28498 | What? |
28498 | Where are you going? |
28498 | Where do I sleep? 28498 Where do you feel it worst, sir?" |
28498 | Where do you live? 28498 Who are you, there? |
28498 | Who''s that? |
28498 | Whom? |
28498 | Why do none of them come to him? |
28498 | Why? |
28498 | Why? |
28498 | Why? |
28498 | Why? |
28498 | With whom? |
28498 | Would n''t you like to come with me and have a nice, cool bath? |
28498 | Yesterday, children, as I came out of my yard,_ what_ do you think I saw? |
28498 | You do n''t suppose he''ll be a poet, do you? 28498 You see that tree with the seven rooks''nests, bright against the cliffs there? |
28498 | You would n''t? 28498 _ What?_""See that you''re here, that''s all. |
28498 | _ What_ is it this afternoon? |
28498 | ''What d''you take me for?'' |
28498 | A really state?" |
28498 | A snake?" |
28498 | Ai n''t he big and fat and nice? |
28498 | Ai n''t you ashamed of yourself? |
28498 | An''who was walkin''by her side all dat time, I like to know?" |
28498 | And what claim founded in justice and right has been withheld? |
28498 | And what do you think? |
28498 | And what else do you think I saw?" |
28498 | And yet who could help liking them the better for it? |
28498 | Are you a man?" |
28498 | Are you in any danger?" |
28498 | As I lay in bed this morning in Arsenius''room they thought I was asleep--""Arsenius? |
28498 | As some readers go through their lines they seem to be saying, Listen to my voice, observe my graceful gestures; is n''t this a pretty gown I have? |
28498 | At intervals I had communicated with her through the medium of Sarah Ann, the servant, and, as her rent was due on Wednesday, could I pay my bill now? |
28498 | At this Pierre turned, laughing, and said,"I s''pose you geeve''er somet''ing, too, eh?" |
28498 | Back-- and whither then? |
28498 | But do you reply that in many instances they have violated this compact and have not been faithful to their engagements? |
28498 | But the enemies of tyranny,--whither does their path tend? |
28498 | But, again, gentlemen, what have we to gain by this proposed change of our relation to the general government? |
28498 | Can you count them from above, do you think? |
28498 | Come to visit us, hey? |
28498 | Criticism? |
28498 | Day? |
28498 | Did he not know how she did it? |
28498 | Did you ever see anything so sweet?" |
28498 | Do n''t you like''em?" |
28498 | Do n''t you really like it?" |
28498 | Do n''t you want a drink, Ardelia?" |
28498 | Do n''t you want them?" |
28498 | Do n''t you, really?" |
28498 | Do you know what they would do to us if they found you here with me?" |
28498 | Do you see, they have put iron bars across?" |
28498 | Do you think I should be contented even with this lovely hand, but for these vile iron bars? |
28498 | From a place where you would be safe, dear?" |
28498 | Has that venerable fanatic, then, gone the way of all monastic flesh, and turned persecutor?" |
28498 | Has your grandfather turned against you? |
28498 | Have you a handkerchief? |
28498 | He ca n''t? |
28498 | He could recollect nothing but that something dreadful was to happen-- and that he had to prevent it, and could not.... Where was he now? |
28498 | He was just a leetle-- well, he''d had a drop too much, y''see--""Had a what?" |
28498 | Hear''i m gobble now, and see him as he proudly struts away; Do n''t you s''pose he knows there''s something in the name he bears to- day? |
28498 | How could a fish, a live fish, get in my front yard?" |
28498 | I cried;"and breaking all your orders? |
28498 | I cut it? |
28498 | I guess it''s pretty cool to what she''s accustomed to, ai n''t it, Delia?" |
28498 | I will not stay long; you tremble so; and yet for that very reason how can I leave you, Lorna?" |
28498 | If he conquers strong men, can the weak maid resist him? |
28498 | If it was not a trick to frighten him, and those were the real hours treading on each other''s heels, where would he be, when they came round again? |
28498 | If they do n''t like_ water_, what do they like?" |
28498 | If they found him, what would they not suspect? |
28498 | Is it the Dago picnic?" |
28498 | Is your mother very poor, poor boy?" |
28498 | It grew steadily, something was happening, something constant and mournful-- what? |
28498 | It was very dark; why did n''t they bring a light? |
28498 | Madden Martin 12 The Dancing School and Dicky Josephine Dodge Daskam 18 A Model Story in the Kindergarten Josephine Dodge Daskam 24 Fishin''? |
28498 | Miss Dorothy spoke to her twice-- wasn''t that dreadful? |
28498 | Moreover, I remembered my promise to sweet Lorna; and who would be left to defend her, if the rogues got rid of me? |
28498 | Mrs. Slater, wo n''t you get us some of your good, creamy milk? |
28498 | My first day in lodgings I said"Good- morning"to Sarah Ann, and she replied,"Eh?" |
28498 | My life? |
28498 | Never heard them, either, did ye? |
28498 | Not truly?" |
28498 | Now cats do n''t like the water, do they? |
28498 | Or a genius, or anything?" |
28498 | Say, where do you?" |
28498 | See how all his feathers glisten-- ain''t he big and plump and nice? |
28498 | See that turkey out there, mister? |
28498 | Shall I repent me by and by? |
28498 | She had shut herself up in her private room, strictly commanding that no visitor should be admitted...."Where was Theon, then?" |
28498 | Some day we pay to see you, no? |
28498 | Tearing her piecemeal? |
28498 | The elaborately concealed surprise in store was so obvious that Marantha rose to the occasion and suggested:"An el''phunt?" |
28498 | The same as he was in Judà ¦ a of old, Philammon? |
28498 | Then what are these, and in whose temple? |
28498 | Then, while he fanned her, he said,"Is dat so, Miss Lily, dat Mr. Pier is give you a buggy? |
28498 | To the CÃ ¦ sareum, the church of God Himself? |
28498 | To what faction do I belong? |
28498 | We girls tease her just as easy-- do you like her?" |
28498 | Well, how do you want to carry them? |
28498 | Well, would n''t you like some bread and butter and jam?" |
28498 | What are the circumstances? |
28498 | What availed the noise and bustle of cheerful morning which penetrated even there to him? |
28498 | What cared I for pistols? |
28498 | What did he care? |
28498 | What do they like?" |
28498 | What do you want with me?" |
28498 | What faction since the beginning of the Revolution, has crushed and annihilated so many detected traitors? |
28498 | What have I to say?... |
28498 | What in the name of the God of mercy were they doing? |
28498 | What interest of the South has been invaded? |
28498 | What is your name?" |
28498 | What justice has been denied? |
28498 | What made you dance all the time with Cissy Weston? |
28498 | What reasons can you give to the nations of the earth to justify it? |
28498 | What right has the North assailed? |
28498 | What tyrant is my protector? |
28498 | What was that roar below?... |
28498 | What would The Exhibition do without them? |
28498 | What''s yours?" |
28498 | When we asked a three- fifths representation in Congress for our slaves, was it not granted? |
28498 | When would they end? |
28498 | When?" |
28498 | Where are those papers?" |
28498 | Where do you suppose little Gwenny is?" |
28498 | Where were her gay pupils now? |
28498 | Whither now? |
28498 | Whither were they dragging her? |
28498 | Who Knows The Lily lifts to mine her nunlike face, But my wild heart is beating for the Rose; How can I pause to behold the Lily''s grace? |
28498 | Who knows? |
28498 | Why are you so pent up here? |
28498 | Why did the mob, increasing momentarily by hundreds, pour down upon the beach, and return brandishing flints, shells, fragments of pottery? |
28498 | Why do n''t he speak out the truth like a man? |
28498 | Why have you given me no token? |
28498 | Why not? |
28498 | Why should I make you miserable? |
28498 | Why should I see an elephant in my yard? |
28498 | Why thither of all places of the earth? |
28498 | Will you take my message, or see her--""What?" |
28498 | Wo n''t you cool off a little before you go on? |
28498 | Would this playful loving child grow up like his cruel father, and end a godless life of hatred with a death of violence? |
28498 | Would you make of Theon''s daughter a traitor like yourself?" |
28498 | You can have all you want every day-- why, what''s the matter?" |
28498 | You see that hole, that hole there?" |
28498 | [ D] Copyright, 1902, by McClure, Phillips& Co. Fishin''? |
28498 | [ Sidenote:= The Teacher=] Exercises? |
28498 | she said, as if she had every right to ask me;"and how did you come here, and what are these wet things in this great bag?" |
28498 | she whispered, softly, as I opened my eyes and looked at her;"now you will try to be better, wo n''t you?" |
28498 | they were shouting, here and there, and now and then;"where the pest is our little queen gone?" |
28498 | what right have they to butcher me?" |
38579 | A what? |
38579 | Ai n''t you acoming in here, young man? |
38579 | Ai n''t you afraid? |
38579 | Ai n''t you going in? |
38579 | Am dat so? |
38579 | Are they fresh? |
38579 | Are you at the helm? |
38579 | Are you hurt? |
38579 | But why should you act upon a different rule from other men? |
38579 | But you can have it longer if you wish--"Ah, monsieur, sal be ver mooch glad if I can have zat house_ so long as I please_--eh-- monsieur? |
38579 | But,she asked,"how came these names here-- names I never saw before?" |
38579 | Can you hold on five minutes longer, John? |
38579 | Come to what? |
38579 | Den we dot up and prayed dust well as we tould, And Dod answered our prayers: now was n''t He dood? |
38579 | Did you ever try it? |
38579 | Do n''t you hear the governor calling? 38579 Do you consider_ your_ life worth more than other people''s?" |
38579 | Do you hear me, I say? |
38579 | Do you send mail there? |
38579 | Do you think any of your company would have missed you, if you had been killed? |
38579 | Does yer mean ter sen''me away from yer, Mass Cap''n? |
38579 | End is there none? |
38579 | For the Holy War? 38579 God of the flower,"he said, with reverent voice,"The violet lives again, and why not I? |
38579 | Have you any eggs this morning, Uncle Mose? |
38579 | How did this occur? |
38579 | How does she head? |
38579 | How long before we can reach there? |
38579 | How old are you? |
38579 | How so? |
38579 | How''d I get it? |
38579 | I wanted to know if you liked my f''ower? |
38579 | If he wanted a piece of gingerbread, why did n''t he say so? 38579 In,_ in_, ter,_ ter_,_ inter_"--"Then you spell it with an_ I_?" |
38579 | Is it askin''ye are, phwat''s makin''me croiy? |
38579 | Is she comin''? |
38579 | Is that all? |
38579 | Is there any danger? |
38579 | Is there such a place in this country as Cleveland? |
38579 | Is this Heaven? 38579 Is this the woman?" |
38579 | Is your name Mrs. Bacon, dear? |
38579 | Just hold me at first, Sam, will you? |
38579 | Major, your men? |
38579 | Me? 38579 Now,"said Wardle, after a substantial lunch,"what say you to an hour on the ice? |
38579 | Oh, holy father,Alice said,"''twould grieve you, would it not, To discover that I was a most disreputable lot? |
38579 | Oh, my goodness? 38579 Phy, Dinny, me bhoy, ye''re croiyin''yersilf,"He said with a chuckle and grin;"Phwat''s troublin''_ yer_ sowl? |
38579 | Run at the first fire, did you? |
38579 | See? |
38579 | Spell what? |
38579 | Stood your ground, did you? |
38579 | Then it will be two cents, eh? |
38579 | Then it will take twelve cents? |
38579 | Then patriotism and honor are nothing to you? |
38579 | Then you must value it very highly? |
38579 | Well, but have you no regard for your reputation? |
38579 | Well, now, what are you going to do? |
38579 | Well, who asked you to give me anything? |
38579 | Well, why tan''t we p''ay dest as mamma did den, And ask Dod to send him with p''esents aden? |
38579 | Were you in the fight? |
38579 | Whar''s it at, Mass Cap''n? |
38579 | What can an ignorant old woman like her want to hear Dr.---- preach for? 38579 What can you do?" |
38579 | What did you come here for? |
38579 | What for? |
38579 | What have we here? |
38579 | What is it? |
38579 | What satisfaction would dat be to me when de power ob feelin''was gone? |
38579 | What troubles you, child? |
38579 | What''s she doin''? |
38579 | What''s she doin''now? |
38579 | What''s that? |
38579 | When is yer gwine, Mass Cap''n? |
38579 | Where have you come from? |
38579 | Where is she now? |
38579 | Where is your mother? |
38579 | Which way is she lookin''? |
38579 | Who is defending her? |
38579 | Who vash dot? |
38579 | Who vhants to catch''em? |
38579 | Who was she? |
38579 | Why ai n''t they? |
38579 | Why should I bow the proud, imperious knee, To mighty powers no mortal eye can see? |
38579 | Why should I keep der flies oudt? 38579 Why, how ole am de boy?" |
38579 | Why, my_ dear_ sir, what did_ you_ propose to spell it with? |
38579 | Why? |
38579 | Will you give me those boots? 38579 Will you please tell me your first name?" |
38579 | Yes, Tobe, what is it? |
38579 | Yes, my boy: what shall I tell them? |
38579 | Yes, sa, I does; more dan all dis world, more dan a million ob dollars, sa; for what would dat be wuth to a man wid the bref out ob him? 38579 You skate, of course, Winkle?" |
38579 | ''Twas only aid he wanted to help him across the wave, But what are a couple of women with only a man to save? |
38579 | A patient form I seemed ter see, In tidy dress of black, I almost thought I heard the words,"When will my boy come back?" |
38579 | A whiff came through the open door-- Wuz I sleepin''or awake? |
38579 | After lying a few minutes with closed eyes, as if in sleep, he suddenly whispered:"Dinah, whar is you? |
38579 | Ah? |
38579 | Amazed and surprised, Mr. Dinny O''Doyle Said:"Michael, me darlin''bhoy, Phwat''s troublin''yer sowl? |
38579 | An''de chillun-- whar''s de chillun? |
38579 | An''doan''yer see de pearly gates a- openin''to let ole black Jake go frew? |
38579 | An''the ould mother says,"Sure, an''it is; an''have ye the little rid hin?" |
38579 | An''yer''ll be kind to my wife and chilluns for my sake, wo n''t yer?" |
38579 | An''yo''say she has childruns? |
38579 | And do n''t she look just lovely in that picture? |
38579 | And in all chivalrous France was there not a champion to take up the gauntlet in defence of a helpless girl? |
38579 | And truly I think that they may be well called so-- what word strikes so forcibly upon the heart as mother? |
38579 | And we''ve been very happy-- have we not?" |
38579 | And what have we to oppose to them?--Shall we try argument? |
38579 | And what is this? |
38579 | Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? |
38579 | Are not my people happy? |
38579 | Are they dead that yet act? |
38579 | Are they dead that yet move upon society, and inspire the people with nobler motives, and more heroic patriotism? |
38579 | Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? |
38579 | Are you God''s wife?" |
38579 | Are you an angel?" |
38579 | Are you ready to begin?" |
38579 | Art thou the one Who hast so long his vengeance counted dear? |
38579 | Beautiful story, is n''t it? |
38579 | Bess looked at the babies a moment, With their wee heads, yellow and brown, And then to grandma soberly said,"_ Which one are you going to drown_?" |
38579 | Buried him without knowing whether he was dead or not? |
38579 | But soft-- through the ghastly air Whose falling tear was that? |
38579 | But what is the fare to poppy land? |
38579 | But when shall we be stronger? |
38579 | But why pause here? |
38579 | By Bill Nye, 70 How"Old Mose"Counted Eggs, 272 How Shall I Love You? |
38579 | Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? |
38579 | Can you face the just Judge and the souls you have wrecked? |
38579 | De vistles vas plowing, und dem pells vos ringing, und von man shtepped up mit Yawcup und say"Vot vor dem pells pe ringing so mooch?" |
38579 | Did you ever notice what life and power the Holy Scriptures have when well read? |
38579 | Did you ever see a battery take position? |
38579 | Did''st hope to have my knee Bend at thy feet, and with one mighty thrust,"The life thou hatest flee before thee here? |
38579 | Did''st thou think to see A son of Gheva spill upon the dust His noble blood? |
38579 | Do n''t you think you would like to go there?" |
38579 | Do n''t your little boy call you so?" |
38579 | Do you buy all your clothes with missionary money? |
38579 | Do you know you''re destroying both body and soul Of the men whose honor and manhood you''ve stole? |
38579 | 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? |
38579 | Do you not guess his name? |
38579 | Does it not become a descendant of the Ptolemies and of Cleopatra? |
38579 | Does not your heart beat responsive to mine?" |
38579 | Does the hard accusation arouse you to fright? |
38579 | Eh, monsieur?" |
38579 | Every morning he would question:"Will she come to me to- day?" |
38579 | Fine countenance, has n''t he? |
38579 | For what? |
38579 | Go''st thou to build an early name, Or early in the task to die? |
38579 | HOW SHALL I LOVE YOU? |
38579 | Had she not bled for them? |
38579 | Had she not faithfully done her work? |
38579 | Had she not saved the kingdom? |
38579 | Had you, or have you, any brothers or sisters? |
38579 | Handsome picture, ai n''t it? |
38579 | Has Great Britain any enemy in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? |
38579 | Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? |
38579 | Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled, that force must be called in to win back our love? |
38579 | Have you never looked at yourself in the light Of a thief, nay, worse, a murderer, too? |
38579 | He came to life again? |
38579 | He disappeared, then? |
38579 | He knew that few would ever ask,"What must I do to be saved?" |
38579 | He looked at the silver and bills and gold, And he said:"She gives all this to me? |
38579 | He looks like a man to do that, do n''t he? |
38579 | He''ll be bruised, and so shall I-- How can I from bedposts keep, When I''m walking in my sleep? |
38579 | Her dark eyes lit with the flash of fire, And she said:"You will pity my need most dire? |
38579 | How canst thou then behold the God of Light, Before whose face the sunbeams are as night? |
38579 | How could he be a hypocrite then? |
38579 | How did you happen to meet Burr? |
38579 | How do you account for that? |
38579 | How do you like your house?" |
38579 | How shall I love you? |
38579 | How shall I love you? |
38579 | How''s your son coming on at de school? |
38579 | I am so sorry; will you ever forgive me? |
38579 | I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? |
38579 | I know that I did it myself? |
38579 | I look upon the past and the present, upon my nearer and remoter subjects, and ask, nor fear the answer, Whom have I wronged? |
38579 | I said,--"How do you spell it?" |
38579 | If you were at his funeral, he must have been dead; and, if he was dead, how could he care whether you made a noise or not? |
38579 | Is he not grand?" |
38579 | Is it fixed in nature that the limits of this empire should be Egypt on the one hand, the Hellespont and the Euxine on the other? |
38579 | Is it not a magnificent sight to see that strange soldier and that noble black horse, dashing like a meteor, down the long columns of battle? |
38579 | Is it not an honorable ambition? |
38579 | Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? |
38579 | Is it wapin''ye are for a sin?" |
38579 | Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? |
38579 | Is life worth living for its little hour Of empty pleasure, if decay we must?" |
38579 | Is n''t that a brother of yours? |
38579 | Is n''t that gorgeous? |
38579 | Is n''t that voluntary lovely? |
38579 | Is no poppy- syrup nigh? |
38579 | Is there a burden your heart must bear? |
38579 | Is there a thorn in the crown that you wear? |
38579 | Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? |
38579 | Is_ so_ much ambition praiseworthy, and_ more_ criminal? |
38579 | Lemme have your name, wo n''t you?" |
38579 | Let the ambition be a noble one, and who shall blame it? |
38579 | Nature soon will stupefy-- My nerves relax-- my eyes grow dim-- Who''s that fallen, me or him?" |
38579 | Now is n''t that splendid? |
38579 | Now, Nursey, what makes you remind me? |
38579 | Now, how does that strike you? |
38579 | Now, where was the mystery? |
38579 | Now, will you give them up?" |
38579 | Oh, Mister Breacher, shall I be cast into dat lake if I am vicked, or shust close py or near to-- shust near enough to be comfortable? |
38579 | Oh, yes!--she stood up and recited, what do you think? |
38579 | Or hath empire no natural limit, but is broad as the genius that can devise, and the power that can win? |
38579 | Phwat the mischief''s about ye that bothers me so? |
38579 | Phwat''s the raison ye''ve tears in yer oi?" |
38579 | Phwat''s wrong wid ye now? |
38579 | Phwat''s wrong wid_ ye_ now? |
38579 | Pickwick?" |
38579 | Praising your beauty, eh? |
38579 | SIX LOVE LETTERS"Are there any more of those letters?" |
38579 | Say, do the nigger ladies use hymn- book leaves to do their hair up on and make it frizzy? |
38579 | Sebenty- two, sebenty- free, sebenty- foah, sebenty- five, sebenty- six, sebenty- seben, sebenty- eight, sebenty- nine-- and your mudder? |
38579 | Shall I put fly- screens in the doors?" |
38579 | Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? |
38579 | Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? |
38579 | Smart, was n''t it? |
38579 | So one day Captain Leigh said:--"Tobe, how would you like to go North?" |
38579 | So vot you tinks? |
38579 | Still he stares-- I wonder why; Why are not the sons of earth Blind, like puppies, from their birth? |
38579 | Surprising what some of these men have gone through, ai n''t it? |
38579 | That I think, is-- is-- that''s a-- a-- yes, to be sure, Washington-- you recollect him, of course? |
38579 | That''s a pretty cloak you''ve got, ai n''t it? |
38579 | The lady bent over, and whispered,"Are you happier now, my lad?" |
38579 | The padre said:"Whatever have you been and gone and done?" |
38579 | The passengers rushed forward and inquired of the pilot,"How far are we from Buffalo?" |
38579 | The soldiers were about finishing their examination, when one of them said,"What''s that under the seat of that wagon?" |
38579 | The star in the storm and the strength in the strife; How shall I love you, my sweetheart, my wife? |
38579 | Thine eyes before this trifling labor fall, Canst gaze on him who hath created all? |
38579 | This time the door opened in response:"Well, child, what is it? |
38579 | Thy golden fortunes, tower they now, Or melt the glittering spires in air? |
38579 | To feel once more that fresh, wild thrill I''d give-- but who can live youth over? |
38579 | Und ven I looked around dere shtood dot Villiam R. Shtover mit Leavenworth, Kansas-- und I said pooty quick:"Vot vor dem pells vas ringing? |
38579 | Upward floats the voice of mourning--"Jesus, Master, dost thou care?" |
38579 | Very flattering, was n''t it? |
38579 | Want some gingerbread?" |
38579 | Was n''t it a pity? |
38579 | Was n''t it cruel? |
38579 | Well-- where was I? |
38579 | Were not Suez and Armenia more natural limits? |
38579 | What are a couple of women? |
38579 | What do I see on looking back? |
38579 | What do you do it with?" |
38579 | What do you want to spell it for?" |
38579 | What do_ you_ think? |
38579 | What good would forty heads do her? |
38579 | What is it that gentlemen wish? |
38579 | What is sacrifice to doing good and lifting toward heaven our fellow- men? |
38579 | What is that?" |
38579 | What is the matter? |
38579 | What is the matter? |
38579 | What province have I oppressed, what city pillaged, what region drained with taxes? |
38579 | What shall I do? |
38579 | What sound is that that is borne upon the breeze of the summer night? |
38579 | What terms shall we find which have not already been exhausted? |
38579 | What the mischief makes him cry? |
38579 | What was the date of your birth? |
38579 | What was the matter? |
38579 | What would they have? |
38579 | When I heard the first words I thought I should faint(_ imitating_):"Been out in the lifeboat often? |
38579 | When a person gets to be fifty- three years old----""Fifty- free? |
38579 | When in the world did the coxswain shirk? |
38579 | When it''s rougher than this? |
38579 | Where was that mother now? |
38579 | Where were you born? |
38579 | Who have we next? |
38579 | Who is now fluttering in thy snare? |
38579 | Who is this a picture of on the wall? |
38579 | Who of this crowd to- night shall tread The dance till daylight gleam again? |
38579 | Who sorrow o''er the untimely dead? |
38579 | Who was the rider of the black horse? |
38579 | Who writhe in throes of mortal pain? |
38579 | Whoever achieved anything great in letters, arts, or arms, who was not ambitious? |
38579 | Whom do you consider the most remarkable man you ever met? |
38579 | Whose honor have I wantonly assailed? |
38579 | Whose life have I unjustly taken, or whose estates have I coveted or robbed? |
38579 | Whose rights, though of the weakest and poorest, have I violated? |
38579 | Why stand we here idle? |
38579 | Why, boy, did ye take me in earnest? |
38579 | Why, boy, do ye think ye''ll suffer? |
38579 | Why, how ole am de gal? |
38579 | Why, just suppose it was you? |
38579 | Why, you''ll reform, and what will then become of Father Paul?" |
38579 | Will it be the next week, or the next year? |
38579 | Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? |
38579 | Will you let me ask you certain questions calculated to bring out the salient points of your public and private history?" |
38579 | Would that be an evil? |
38579 | Would you mind telling me what peculiar circumstance it was that made you think Burr was such a remarkable man? |
38579 | Yer''ll nebber forgit how Jake tuk keer of yer an''de chilluns when ole marster gone to de war? |
38579 | You might make her look all mended-- but what do I care for looks? |
38579 | You say he spoke to you, and that he was dead? |
38579 | You will forgive my presumption, will you not, and speak the words that tremble on your lips-- the words that will fill my cup of joy to overflowing?" |
38579 | You will give me steed to fly afar, To my love in the deserts of Khandakar?" |
38579 | _ A._ Why, have you noticed that? |
38579 | _ A._ Why, what makes you think that? |
38579 | _ Q._ But was n''t he dead? |
38579 | _ Q._ How could I think otherwise? |
38579 | _ Q._ What do_ you_ think? |
38579 | _ Q._ When did you begin to write? |
38579 | _ Q._ Why, how could that be, if you are only nineteen now? |
38579 | _ Q._ Why, is he dead, then? |
38579 | _ Question._ How old are you? |
38579 | _ You_ may call it a"drug store,"but does n''t God know? |
38579 | again demanded the woman,"or do you want me to come out there to you with a stick? |
38579 | are you Americans, men, and fly before British soldiers? |
38579 | came another call, short and sharp;"do you hear me?" |
38579 | do you hear your mother?" |
38579 | doan''yer hear de bells ob heaven a- ringing? |
38579 | have ye the pot bilin''?" |
38579 | really, have I? |
38579 | the angel solemnly demanded:"Is there indeed no end, and is this the sorrow that kills you?" |
38579 | think''st thou yon sanguine cloud Raised by thy breath, can quench the orb of day? |
38579 | what do you think of that?" |
38579 | what do you want of a heathen doll?" |
38579 | when ye come from heaven, my little name- sake dear, Did ye see,''mongst the little girls there, a face like this one here? |
38579 | where is the land that each mortal loves best, The land that is dearest and fairest on earth? |
38579 | who caused your stern heart to relent, And the hasty words spoken so soon to repent? |
38579 | whose breath Waves through the mother''s hair? |
17378 | ''But how about them there tails?'' 17378 ''I''ve been to France and back three times-- Who knows best, dad or me, Whether a ship''s seaworthy or not? |
17378 | ''Where''s Dolly?'' 17378 Always a hindrance, are we? |
17378 | And George came up and heard them talking about it--"Heard who talking about it? |
17378 | And did I not,said Allan,"did I not Forbid you, Dora?" |
17378 | And did she stand With her anchor clutching hold of the sand For a month, and never stir? |
17378 | And did the little lawless lad, That has made you sick and made you sad, Sail with the_ Grey Swan''s_ crew? |
17378 | And have I not suffered? 17378 And he has never written line, Nor sent you word, nor made you sign, To say he was alive?" |
17378 | And tell me, I charge you, ye clan of my spouse, Why fold ye your mantles? 17378 And the next thing, please?" |
17378 | And what, sir, am I to understand by this? |
17378 | And who art thou that pacest here? |
17378 | Are ye out of your mind, my nurse, my nurse,Said Lady Clare,"that ye speak so wild?" |
17378 | Are you_ certain_, Henry, that you looked in the shower- bath? 17378 Art weary?" |
17378 | But Dick and Dolly? |
17378 | But Dolly? |
17378 | But can''st thou see,Earl Gerald said,"My faithful Gallowglasses standing? |
17378 | But his father came home and saw it the first thing, and--"Saw the hatchet? |
17378 | But what if you make a mistake? |
17378 | But what is this face shining in at the door, With its old smile of peace, and its flow of fair hair? 17378 But, my good mother, do you know, All this was twenty years ago? |
17378 | Careful? 17378 Daughter,"the aged wizard said,"For what cause hath thy Gerald parted? |
17378 | Did Mr. Barker take it kindly? |
17378 | Did he agree? |
17378 | Did he live? |
17378 | Did he live? |
17378 | Did he live? |
17378 | George did? |
17378 | George who? |
17378 | George''s apple tree? |
17378 | Gloves, handkerchiefs, collars, shirts, neckties--? |
17378 | Have I forgotten? |
17378 | Have you forgotten, General,the battered soldier cried,"The days of eighteen hundred twelve, when I was at your side? |
17378 | He said--"His father said? |
17378 | Hold-- if''twas wrong, the wrong is mine; Besides, he may be in the brine; And could he write from the grave? 17378 I had n''t sot a minit wen sez she to me,''Sammy, do n''t yer know me agane? |
17378 | Is it the same mask-- or are there several dressed alike? |
17378 | Is that he picking up the fallen fan? 17378 Is the Editor in?" |
17378 | It was I who cut down your apple tree; I did--"His father did? |
17378 | James, do you expect me to provide supper and breakfast of this description for the horrid thing? |
17378 | James, how high are you? |
17378 | Jud, they say you have heard Rubinstein play when you were in New York? |
17378 | Lord,he thought,"in Heaven that reignest, Who am I that thus Thou deignest To reveal Thyself to me? |
17378 | Mr. Brown, you do n''t want to buy a first- rate wooden leg, do you? 17378 My home? |
17378 | Naow, what do you want? |
17378 | Nay now, what faith? |
17378 | Ned drives about in buggies, Tom sometimes takes a''bus; Ah, cruel fate, why made you My children differ thus? 17378 No, no, no; said he''d rather lose a thousand apple trees than--""Said he''d rather George would?" |
17378 | O Lord,I thought,"what shall I do?" |
17378 | O sailor, tell me, tell me true, Is my little lad-- my Elihu-- A- sailing in your ship? |
17378 | O, whither sail you, SIR JOHN FRANKLIN? |
17378 | O, whither sail you, SIR JOHN FRANKLIN? |
17378 | Of course,he says, abruptly,"there is s''m''other fellow?" |
17378 | Oh, George would rather have his father lie? |
17378 | Only a hindrance are we? 17378 Played well, did he?" |
17378 | Poor old puss, then, was it ill? 17378 Pray what do they do at the Springs?" |
17378 | Said he cut his father? |
17378 | Said he''d rather have a thousand apple trees? |
17378 | Say, which is Melachlin''s fair daughter? 17378 She balances? |
17378 | Sir John, where are the English fields, And where are the English trees, And where are the little English flowers That open in the breeze? |
17378 | So George came up and heard them talking about it, and he--"What did he cut it down for? |
17378 | So George came up, and he said,''Father, I can not tell a lie, I--"Who could n''t tell a lie? |
17378 | So she''s here, your unknown Dulcinea-- the lady you met on the train, And you really believe she would know you if you were to meet her again? |
17378 | Some people,he goes on,"will say that you bungled it, others that I behaved abominably, but-- but we know better, eh?" |
17378 | The Sarpint was a- havin''of his dinner, and so She perposed as how we should fly-- But, sez I to meself,''What, take_ you_ back? 17378 The other day?--the_ Swan?_"His heart began in his throat to rise. |
17378 | Then you told her your love? |
17378 | This the Editor''s room, sir? |
17378 | Wal-- no-- I come dasignin''--"To see my Ma? 17378 We have n''t a farthing in the place,"she said innocently,"What else will you take for it?" |
17378 | Well, one day, George''s father--"George who? |
17378 | What apple tree? |
17378 | What apple tree? |
17378 | What can Uncle Martin have to write about? |
17378 | What comfort has thou? |
17378 | What do you think they saw when they looked into the grave? 17378 What happens when signals are wrong or switches misplaced?" |
17378 | What hope can scale this icy wall, High o''er the main flag- staff? 17378 What is this? |
17378 | What is''t,says he,"your Majesty Would wish of me to- day?" |
17378 | What little lad, do you say? 17378 What on earth is the matter?" |
17378 | What senseless style is this? |
17378 | What were they talking about? |
17378 | What were we thinking of then? |
17378 | What, my love? |
17378 | What, sit by the side of a woman as fair as the sun in the sky, And look somewhere else lest the dazzle flash back from your own to her eye? 17378 Where is your home?" |
17378 | Wherever did you get this? |
17378 | Which was it? |
17378 | Who gave him the little hatchet? |
17378 | Who stuffed that white owl? |
17378 | Whose little hatchet? |
17378 | Why, his own, the one his father gave him--"Gave who? |
17378 | Will you be kind enough, my friend, to allay the curiosity of your friends? |
17378 | Will you give it For this little fiddle? |
17378 | Yes, must be careful with his hatchet--"What hatchet? |
17378 | Yes, told him he must be careful with the hatchet--"Who must be careful? |
17378 | You think I''m going to ask you to marry me? |
17378 | You want to see my Pa, I s''pose? |
17378 | Your charge against Mr. Barker, the artist here,said the magistrate,"is assault and battery, I believe?" |
17378 | Your little lad? 17378 _ Henry_, did you hear_ that_?" |
17378 | ''And what article may I have the pleasure to serve you with?'' |
17378 | ''And what may I have the pleasure of showing you?'' |
17378 | ''Ave you ever seen the"lightnin''"thunder through New Cross? |
17378 | ''E wore a bloomin''yachtin''cap, but Lor!--what_ did_''e know, Excep''that if you turn a screw the thing would stop or go? |
17378 | ''Where''s Doll?'' |
17378 | ''Will you do me the favour to step this way?'' |
17378 | ( Are those torn clothes his best?) |
17378 | ( But stop-- first let me kiss away that tear) Thou tiny image of myself? |
17378 | -- What land in the world could produce such a show Of heroes, who face both siroccos and snow, Rush madly to danger, and never lie low? |
17378 | A centipede, a mere ridicklous insect, has half a bushel of legs, and why ca n''t a man, the grandest creature on earth, own three? |
17378 | A hireling? |
17378 | A serpent in the bath, a gust Of venomed breezes through the door, Have power to give us back to dust-- Has all your grasping empire more? |
17378 | Ai n''t ye heard how Lord''Ollington died, sir, On that day when"Midlothian Maid"Broke down when just winning the"Stewards''"? |
17378 | Alas, the gallant ship and crew, Can_ nothing_ help them more?" |
17378 | All is at sea behind the scenes, Why do they fear and funk? |
17378 | Along the battery- line her cry Had fallen among the men: And they started, for they were there to die: Was life so near them then? |
17378 | An''is it meself, with five good characters from respectable places, woud be herdin''wid the haythens? |
17378 | An''why do the crowds gather fast in the street? |
17378 | And Barker said,''Oh, would n''t you?'' |
17378 | And I says to the man settin''next to me, s''I,''What sort of fool- playin''is that?'' |
17378 | And Mr. King, with a"What''s_ your_ game?" |
17378 | And as she stood, her little hand Went to her curly head; In grave salute,"And who are you?" |
17378 | And everybody said they did n''t know anything about it, and--""Anything about what?" |
17378 | And he said,''Who has cut down my favourite apple tree?''" |
17378 | And his father told him--""Told who?" |
17378 | And his father--""Whose father?" |
17378 | And is it?--is it?--is it you? |
17378 | And master? |
17378 | And shall our proud Rose wither? |
17378 | And the cross as folk can tell, That this is the very spot, sir, Where her sweet young ladyship fell? |
17378 | And there, and there again?" |
17378 | And what if I try your ideal With something, if not quite so fair, at least more_ en règle_ and real? |
17378 | And what shall_ I_ say if a wretch should propose? |
17378 | And where does he tarry, the lord of the field? |
17378 | And who is the one among you but is living and hale to- day, Because he was tied to a woman''s side in the old home far away? |
17378 | And who on earth stands sponsor for The idiotic fashion?" |
17378 | Are not the rocks their funeral piles? |
17378 | Are you come, blessed ghost, from the far heavenly shore? |
17378 | At last he came to a splendid apple tree, his father''s favourite apple tree, and cut it down--""Who cut it down?" |
17378 | But I''m going on anyhow,--ain''t I? |
17378 | But vot off dot? |
17378 | But were those heroes living, And strong for battle still, Would Mehrab Khan or Roostrum Have climbed, like these, the Hill?" |
17378 | But what planet is this?" |
17378 | But whither passed the virgin saint? |
17378 | But you fix yourself with this artificial extremity, and then what do you care for dogs? |
17378 | Coming home late in the day, As Susie was kneeling to pray, Little blue eyes and white night- gown, Saying,"Our Father, who art,-- Art what?" |
17378 | Compulsion? |
17378 | Conscription? |
17378 | Could we possibly have all been sitting in the relative positions to one another which these chairs assume? |
17378 | D''ye see the fencing around it? |
17378 | Dearer still, because her father Said to him, with distant pride,"Darest thou, a simple captain, Seek my daughter for thy bride?" |
17378 | Deep distress and hesitation Mingled with his adoration; Should he go or should he stay? |
17378 | Delaunay? |
17378 | Did I lave for that? |
17378 | Did ye not hear it? |
17378 | Do you see that big mountain? |
17378 | Do you think because you see me tripping through some foolish, insipid_ rôle_ that I am capable of nothing better? |
17378 | Does aught on Clemgaum''s Hill now move? |
17378 | Dolly, wilt go to sea?'' |
17378 | Each of''em doing his country''s work( and what have you got to spare?) |
17378 | Each of''em doing his country''s work( and who''s to look after the girl?) |
17378 | Each of''em doing his country''s work( and who''s to look after the room?) |
17378 | Each of''em doing his country''s work( and who''s to look after their things?) |
17378 | Feather- bed soldiers? |
17378 | Feather- bed soldiers? |
17378 | Four hundred, did I say? |
17378 | Had I not to act in suffering and despair to- night? |
17378 | Had he streams of fair hair?" |
17378 | Have n''t heard of it, eh? |
17378 | Have they fired the Signal gun? |
17378 | Have we no lord of England''s fate, Though coming from a cottage gate? |
17378 | Have you forgotten Johnson, who fought at Lundy''s Lane? |
17378 | He asks me questions sooch as dese: Who baints mine nose so red? |
17378 | He said with trembling lip;"What little lad-- what ship?" |
17378 | He worshipped her like an idol; He loved her, folks said too well; And God sent the end as a judgment,-- But how that may be who can tell? |
17378 | How can I describe the spending of that evening? |
17378 | How can I get sufficient power out of the English language to let you know what a nuisance that bird was to us? |
17378 | How could I tell how he carried on at those gay and festive scenes in which I was not included? |
17378 | How could my sisters be happy? |
17378 | How found they him, this hero of all time? |
17378 | I cried in fright,"Oh, is there_ no_ retreat?" |
17378 | I do n''t wonder, my dear, you are properly crimson and dumb?" |
17378 | I saw him rise and cling Unto the gunwale of the boat-- Floating keel up-- and sing Out loud,''Where''s Doll?'' |
17378 | I sez--''On shore_ them_ will niver doo;''She sez,''Yer silly, why, karn''t yer see, They''re only fixed on wi''a screw?'' |
17378 | I should''ave backed her afore, sir; But waited for master to speak As to what he intended a- doing, I thought''twas a"plant"--d''ye see? |
17378 | I thought and thought, what shall I do if I''m alone all night? |
17378 | I thought;"What new sartorial passion? |
17378 | I''ll stake my existence that there''s a---- Ugh, what''s that?" |
17378 | I''ll take it off and wrap it up in paper for you; shall I?" |
17378 | If a million of''em come at you, what''s the odds? |
17378 | If the men_ were_ so wicked-- I''ll ask my papa How he dared to propose to my darling mamma? |
17378 | If ye do not feel the chain, When it works a brother''s pain, Are ye not base slaves indeed,-- Slaves unworthy to be freed? |
17378 | In the Ruins of the Valley do the birds of carnage stir? |
17378 | In there came old Alice the nurse, Said,"Who was this that went from thee?" |
17378 | Instead of"Come, where is this young----?" |
17378 | Is it a go?" |
17378 | Is it ate wid him? |
17378 | Is it howld on, ye say? |
17378 | Is the spot marked with no colossal bust? |
17378 | Is there no man with broader reach To fill a thorny throne of care, And bravely act and bravely teach Because in all he has a share? |
17378 | Is true Freedom but to break Fetters for our own dear sake, And, with leathern hearts forget That we owe mankind a debt? |
17378 | It''urt''is pride most cruel, but what was''e to do? |
17378 | Just fit to see to the children and manage the home affairs, With only a head for butter and bread, a soul for tables and chairs? |
17378 | Just then Jingle sighted a flea that had lighted Right on-- well, where_ do_ you suppose? |
17378 | Longer rest? |
17378 | Look round the globe and tell me can ye find more blazon''d names, Among its cities and its streams, than London and the Thames? |
17378 | My little lad-- my Elihu? |
17378 | No helper who will do and dare, And stand a bulwark in the breach? |
17378 | Nor column trophied for triumphal show? |
17378 | Not that at all? |
17378 | Now, if I had your peculiarities, do you know what I''d do? |
17378 | O what a greatness she makes ours? |
17378 | O, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad on the gale, Where a band cometh slowly with weeping and wail? |
17378 | Oftentimes The neighbours asked him why he worked so hard With only two to care for? |
17378 | Once more he cried,"The judgment, Good friends, is wise and true, But though the red be given, Have we not more to do? |
17378 | One day George Washington''s father gave him a little hatchet for a--""Gave who a little hatchet?" |
17378 | One day his father--""Whose father?" |
17378 | Or, it you hate to go to the expense of amputation, why not get your pantaloons altered, and mount this beautiful work of art just as you stand? |
17378 | Out spoke the Frank archbishop then, a priest devout and sage,"When peace and plenty wait thy word, what need of war and rage? |
17378 | Rapid to stay? |
17378 | Rapid-- Eh, what? |
17378 | Road, what''s the matter? |
17378 | Said he of the relieving force, As through the town he sped,"Art thou in Baden- Powell''s Horse?" |
17378 | Saw you my son, with his sword in his hand? |
17378 | Say ye, oh gallant Hillmen, For these, whose life has fled, Which is the fitting colour, The green one, or the red?" |
17378 | Sent he, by you, any dear word to me?" |
17378 | She ca n''t make out what''s a happenin'', Flies on-- maddened, scared with fright-- And wins-- by how far? |
17378 | She gazed upon the burnished brace Of partridges he showed with pride; Angelic grief was in her face;"How_ could_ you do it, dear?" |
17378 | She lisped out,"Who is me? |
17378 | She was wild:"My God!--my Father!--is it true? |
17378 | Should he leave the poor to wait Hungry at the convent gate Till the Vision passed away? |
17378 | Should he slight his heavenly guest, Slight this visitant celestial, For a crowd of ragged, bestial Beggars at the convent gate? |
17378 | So far my text-- but the story? |
17378 | Soon conquering pà ¦ ans Shall cover the cannonade''s rattle; Then, home bells, Will you think of me sometimes, then? |
17378 | Such was the mountain leader''s speech; Say ye, who tell the bloody tale, When havoc smote the howling breach, Then did the noble savage quail? |
17378 | The Arab horse will not shrink back, Though death confront him in his track, The Arab horse will not shrink back, And shall his rider''s arm be slack? |
17378 | The King? |
17378 | The fourth saw him free; For Death''s strong hand had loosed the martyr''s bonds; Where his freed spirit soars, who dares to doubt? |
17378 | The mornin''was bright, an''the mists rose on high, An''the lark whistled merrily in the clear sky;-- But why are the men standin''idle so late? |
17378 | The mother started and shivered, But trouble and want were near; She lifted her baby gently;"You''ll be very careful, dear?" |
17378 | The other day? |
17378 | The seas and shores their grave? |
17378 | Then I looked up at Nye, And he gazed upon me; And he rose with a sigh, And said,"Can this be? |
17378 | Then said King Charles,"Where thousands fail, what king can stand alone? |
17378 | Then up spake a Scottish maiden, With her ear unto the ground:"Dinna ye hear it?--dinna ye hear it? |
17378 | 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? |
17378 | They kept at arm''s length those detestable men; What an era of virtue she lived in!--but stay-- Were the men all such rogues in Aunt Tabitha''s day? |
17378 | They say that dangers cloud her way, that despots lour and threat; What matters that? |
17378 | Thinks he no more of Shannon''s side, Where love so long had made his dwelling?" |
17378 | This you are bound to do; For by my deadly grasp on that poor hound, How many of you have I saved from death Such as I now await? |
17378 | To kiss the little mouth stooped down A score of grimy men, Until the sergeant''s husky voice Said"''Tention, squad?" |
17378 | Und vhere der plaze goes vrom der lamp Vene''er der glim I douse? |
17378 | Was I dreaming? |
17378 | Was Mrs. B. out of her mind with terror that at such an hour as that she should indulge in a paroxysm of mirth? |
17378 | Was he like the rest of them? |
17378 | Was there a man dismay''d? |
17378 | Was there no fair- hair''d soldier who humbled the foe?" |
17378 | Waves the green plume on Milo''s head, For me, at Tenachelle commanding?" |
17378 | We looked at each other for a moment in silence, and then my wife said,"James, what is a stork?" |
17378 | We said:"And he was told--""George told him?" |
17378 | Well, what did he, this hero, face to face with grim death? |
17378 | Well,_ that_ wo n''t matter much for one night, will it, dear? |
17378 | What am I to do, Henry? |
17378 | What are you doing here?" |
17378 | What come they to talk of? |
17378 | What could it be? |
17378 | What did you hear, and what did you see? |
17378 | What do you see?" |
17378 | What doth the Poor Man''s Son inherit? |
17378 | What doth the Poor Man''s Son inherit? |
17378 | What doth the Poor Man''s Son inherit? |
17378 | What fair renown, what honour, what repute Can come to you from starving this poor brute? |
17378 | What form do they carry aloft on his shield? |
17378 | What have I done to make him chide me so?" |
17378 | What if he broke, who would not tamely bend? |
17378 | What if they starve, or on red pillows lie Beneath a burning sun? |
17378 | What is it like, a cavalry charge in the dead of night? |
17378 | What is it that can stop our course, Free riders of the Arab horse? |
17378 | What is the News to- day, Boys? |
17378 | What of the Esquimaux? |
17378 | What the deuce ails you? |
17378 | What the profit of the stronger? |
17378 | What then? |
17378 | What think you of the whaler now? |
17378 | What to do? |
17378 | What''s in a name? |
17378 | When can their glory fade? |
17378 | Whence, then, could it come-- the thought-- By what evil spirit brought? |
17378 | Where are the herds of oxen that have disappeared, and the hampers of Burgundy? |
17378 | Where are the landmarks on the way, Set up alone by him who leads? |
17378 | Where in the world, I should like to know, When a war broke out and the country called, was an English soldier sorry to go? |
17378 | Where is the master mind that reads The far- off issues of the day, And with a willing nation pleads That loves to own a master sway? |
17378 | Where sleep your mighty dead? |
17378 | Where would you be to- morrow if half of the lie were true? |
17378 | Which of''em kin leave his leg downstairs in the entry on the hat- rack, and go to bed with only one cold foot? |
17378 | Which of''em kin unscrew his knee- pan, and look at the gum thingamajigs in his calf? |
17378 | Which of''em''s got a leg like that? |
17378 | Which the better for the weary-- Longer travel? |
17378 | Who am I, that from the centre Of Thy glory Thou shouldst enter This poor cell my guest to be?" |
17378 | Who is this at their sides that stands? |
17378 | Who knows but that great Allah May grudge such matchless men, With none so decked in heaven, To the fiends''flaming den?" |
17378 | Who vas it cuts dot schmoodth blace oudt Vrom der hair ubon mine he d? |
17378 | Who would guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise? |
17378 | Who would not fight for England? |
17378 | Who would not fight for England? |
17378 | Who would not fling a life I''the ring, to meet a Tyrant''s gage, And glory in the strife? |
17378 | Who would not fling a life I''the ring, to meet a tyrant''s gage, And glory in the strife? |
17378 | Whose child is that? |
17378 | Whose could it be? |
17378 | Why come you drest like a village maid, That are the flower of the earth?" |
17378 | Why make of Tom a_ dullard_, And Ned a_ genius_?'' |
17378 | Why should_ they_ reck whose task is done? |
17378 | Why, do n''t you know I''m little Jane, The pride of Battery B? |
17378 | Why, the horses might neigh contempt at him; what is he like, I wonder? |
17378 | Why, then, dear maid, do you Forsake your gayest hue And dress in viewless khaki spick and span? |
17378 | Will you be kind enough, my friend, to tell this crowd what you see?" |
17378 | Will you be so kind as to step into this department?'' |
17378 | Will, can you recall The time we were lost on the Bright Down? |
17378 | With foreheads unruffled the conquerors come-- But why have they muffled the lance and the drum? |
17378 | With pure heart newly stamped from Nature''s mint( Where_ did_ he learn that squint?) |
17378 | Would he wake to the touch of powder? |
17378 | Would the Vision come again? |
17378 | Would the Vision there remain? |
17378 | You did n''t think that of old; With never a han''to help a man, and only a tongue to scold? |
17378 | You know Bill? |
17378 | You see that''orse''s tail, sir? |
17378 | You think she escaped the engine by lyin''flat on the ground? |
17378 | You''re mad as the sea; you rave-- What have I to forgive?" |
17378 | Your Elihu?" |
17378 | _ No?_ He''s engineer, Been on the road all his life-- I''ll never forget the mornin''He married his chuck of a wife. |
17378 | _ On time?_ Well, yes, I guess so-- Left the last station all right; She''ll come round the curve a- flyin''; Bill Mason comes up to- night. |
17378 | _( FROM"BLACK AND WHITE?" |
17378 | a long, long cruise;''Twas wicked thus your love to abuse; But if the lad still live, And come back home, think you you can Forgive him?" |
17378 | are ye fit to be Mothers of the brave and free? |
17378 | asked the elder; while the younger looked up with a smile:"I sat by her side half an hour-- what else was I doing the while? |
17378 | can a brave man wish to take His brother''s life, for lands''and castle''s sake? |
17378 | cried he;"why wait until the morn? |
17378 | did n''t you vow To marry me any weather, If I came back with limbs enow To keep my soul together? |
17378 | dinna ye hear The slogan far awa-- The McGregor''s? |
17378 | exclaimed the Dauphin in amazement;"then what is it I have heard and seen? |
17378 | father,"the pale maiden cried,"Hath he forgotten quite his Ellen? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | for such an hour with thee, Who would not die to- morrow? |
17378 | heard ye not the noise of guns? |
17378 | how could presents pretty as these A delicate lady fail to please? |
17378 | king- making Victory?... |
17378 | me? |
17378 | must she fall, the noble- hearted; And must this morning prove their last, By kinsmen and by friends deserted? |
17378 | see ye not, my merry men, The broad and open sea? |
17378 | should I have the courage not to answer if it should be Jack? |
17378 | sure as God''s my life; One of his chosen crew I''ve been, Have n''t I, old good wife? |
17378 | the clicking of a revolver? |
17378 | the man is going mad; The best boy ever mother had; Be sure, he sailed with the crew-- What would you have him do?" |
17378 | think you, good Sir John Franklin, We''ll ever see the land? |
17378 | were you at war in the red Eastern land? |
17378 | what come they to see? |
17378 | what is this, thou young Sir John, That runs so fast from thine armour down?" |
17378 | what would you have?" |
17378 | when shall I see my old mother, And pray at her trembling knee?" |
17378 | when shall I see my orphan child? |
17378 | who knows? |
17378 | who shall dare to breathe one slighting word, Their plumage dazzles not-- yet say can sweeter strains be heard? |
17378 | whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave? |
17378 | why cloud ye your brows?" |
17378 | why did I break thy chain, And urge thee, from thy prison, here, To make the mossy turf thy bier?" |
17378 | wot_ will_ they ask me next? |
29477 | ''Musha, bad luck to your impidence, you long- tailed blackguard,''says the ranger,''and is it smokin''my pipe you are? 29477 ''_ You licked him?_ Sho! |
29477 | A stranger, ignorant of the trade, Would say, no meaning''s there conveyed; For where''s the middle? 29477 And what made you dry, sir?" |
29477 | Are you sure on''t? |
29477 | Blarm me, whereabouts? |
29477 | Blowed um away, you fool!--how could I ha''blowed um away? |
29477 | Darng your cloomsy carkus,cried the horse- keeper, gathering himself up,"carn''t you git oof ar cooarch aroat knocking o''pipple darn?" |
29477 | Did n''t you know that I was a minister? |
29477 | Did she say anything? |
29477 | Do you mean to say,said Tooler,"that there arn''t nuffin else in the boot?" |
29477 | Eighteen? |
29477 | Gentlemen,then murmured he,"To what unhoped contingency Am I owing for this felicity, A visit thus unexpected?" |
29477 | Had the sufferin''s we had undergone made him delirious? |
29477 | Have you ever heard it before? |
29477 | Here!--where? |
29477 | I wonder, can this be, still shootin''? |
29477 | I''ll bet a pint,said Harry,"you blowed um away?" |
29477 | If you please,said an old lady, who had been standing in the gateway upwards of an hour,"will you be good enow, please, to take care of my darter?" |
29477 | Is she loarded? |
29477 | Is the lady in? |
29477 | Luce, can you swim? |
29477 | Not a patriot? |
29477 | Paddy,said the squire,"perhaps you would favor the gentleman with that story you told me once about a fox?" |
29477 | Sam, be you crazy? |
29477 | See''st thou that carpet, not half done, Which thou, dear Dick, hast well begun? 29477 Sir, begging your pardon for inquiring,"The landlord said with grin admiring,"What wager was it?" |
29477 | The gentlemen,--I mean the two Came yesterday,--are they below? |
29477 | Throw that in my face again, will you? 29477 Tom, do n''t you recollect,"said Will,"The clock at Jersey, near the mill, The very image of this present, With which I won the wager pleasant?" |
29477 | WHICH AM DE MIGHTIEST, DE PEN OR DE SWORD? |
29477 | Was it a drop of rain? 29477 Well, what shall us do wi''th''warment?" |
29477 | Well,I put in,"suppose they do n''t find the owner; who has it?" |
29477 | What do you mean? |
29477 | What is it? |
29477 | What is it? |
29477 | What money? |
29477 | What use are you,cried number two,"to water so much ground? |
29477 | What wonder? 29477 What''s what?" |
29477 | Whatever''s that? |
29477 | When will she come, do you suppose? |
29477 | Where is he? |
29477 | Who saw un? |
29477 | Who? |
29477 | Why, Snyder, what''s the matter with your nose? |
29477 | Why, what ails ye, Sam? |
29477 | Will you give the lady my card, and say that I called? |
29477 | _ That my husband?_ What have you done to him? 29477 _ That my husband?_ What have you done to him? |
29477 | ( C.) When shall I be at peace? |
29477 | ( FANNY_ sits at piano, plays Yankee Doodle, whistling an accompaniment._) What does this mean? |
29477 | ( Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?) |
29477 | ( Oh say they not that angels tread Around the good man''s dying bed?) |
29477 | (_ Aloud._) Master Fred, will you please give me the first line? |
29477 | (_ Coughs._) Doctor, do you think you can give me anything that will relieve this desprit pain I have in my side? |
29477 | (_ Crosses to_ R.)_ Kitty._ Where''s mother, Katy? |
29477 | (_ Enter_ GRAY_ and_ WHITE;_ they get in a corner of the stage, and whisper together._) Now, what conspiracy is hatching? |
29477 | (_ Looks__ at girls._) O, how do you do? |
29477 | (_ Runs across stage and sinks into chair_, R.)_ Miss P._(_ Running to her._) Bless me child, what ails you? |
29477 | (_ Sits on sofa._) How can you, Sadie? |
29477 | (_ They all crowd round_ SISSY,_ take off her bonnet, kiss and hug her._) Is n''t she splendid? |
29477 | (_ Very loud._) Parley voo frongsay? |
29477 | (_ Very slowly._) Parley-- voo-- frongsay-- munseer? |
29477 | --What do you think the parson found, When he got up and stared around? |
29477 | Ai n''t heard a keow moo-- mooing, have yer? |
29477 | Ai n''t they beauties? |
29477 | Ai n''t you got a spark of sense about ye? |
29477 | All ready for the declamation? |
29477 | Am I entombed alive? |
29477 | Am I here a prisoner, And no one in the house? |
29477 | An''did n''t I howld on till the heart o''me was clane broke entirely, and me wastin''that thin you could clutch me wid yer two hands? |
29477 | An''t you all furriners here? |
29477 | An''what has wrot all dis change? |
29477 | An''why do the crowds gather fast in the street? |
29477 | An''why does the long rope hang from the cross- tree? |
29477 | An''wo n''t the wife and childer now be glad? |
29477 | And Friendship, rarest gem of earth; who e''er has found the jewel his? |
29477 | And are ye sure he''s weel? |
29477 | And are ye sure the news is true? |
29477 | And how''s your husband? |
29477 | And shall I hear him speak? |
29477 | And shall I see his face again? |
29477 | And think you, when you kneel, To whom you kneel? |
29477 | And why did you think I should like it? |
29477 | And will I hear him speak? |
29477 | And will I see his face again? |
29477 | Are the others too precious for resting where Robert is taking his rest, With the pictured face of young Annie lying over the rent in his breast? |
29477 | Are you a Christhian, at all, at all? |
29477 | Are you a furriner that all the world calls so p''lite? |
29477 | Are you all ready for the contest? |
29477 | Are you being led in the paths of literature by my fostering hands? |
29477 | Are you being nursed at the fount of learning? |
29477 | Are you going to marry him some day? |
29477 | Art sure Of the point? |
29477 | Aunt Hopkins, where did you get this hateful thing? |
29477 | B----?" |
29477 | But could ye tell by lookin''at the egg What colour it will hatch? |
29477 | But how is this? |
29477 | But how will I find thim? |
29477 | But must I die here-- in my own trap caught? |
29477 | But where is it? |
29477 | But where was I? |
29477 | C._ But where''s the bonnet you sent from Thompson''s? |
29477 | C._ Have the Fastones gone? |
29477 | C._ Is_ that_ your love of a bonnet, Kitty? |
29477 | Ca n''t you listen to rason? |
29477 | Ca n''t you understand your own language? |
29477 | Can I bear this? |
29477 | Can it be that Masons take delight In spending thus the hours of night? |
29477 | Can you really spare it? |
29477 | Canst thou not feel My warm blood o''er my heart congeal? |
29477 | Carest thou for The mountain mist that settles on the peak, When thou art upon it? |
29477 | Colts grew horses, beards turned gray, Deacon and deaconess dropped away, Children and grandchildren,--where were they? |
29477 | Could Cicero so plead? |
29477 | Could Helen look One- half so charming? |
29477 | Could it be a bracelet? |
29477 | Dares thy licentious tongue pollute mine ear With that foul menace? |
29477 | Dat ish all right; I purn my_ own_ nose, do n''t it?" |
29477 | Den, what''s de use ob de swoard? |
29477 | Did I lave for that? |
29477 | Did I wimper when Robert stood up with his gun, And the hero- blood chafed in his forehead, the evening we heard of Bull Run? |
29477 | Did he squirm any? |
29477 | Did n''t he get me into trouble wid my missus, the haythin? |
29477 | Did n''t ye know enough to keep your finger out of his mouth? |
29477 | Did not the angels weep over the scene? |
29477 | Did some rich man tyrannically use you? |
29477 | Did you ever hear of Isaac Watts-- that wrote,"Let dogs delight to bark and bite"--sticking his fingers in a boy''s mouth to get''em bit, like a fool? |
29477 | Did you ever see anything like it, Dora? |
29477 | Did you get it of Thompson? |
29477 | Dident know I ever writ poitry? |
29477 | Die-- die? |
29477 | Diggs?" |
29477 | Do I want money? |
29477 | Do you understand? |
29477 | Do you want to make me homesick? |
29477 | Does he assume the name of king? |
29477 | Does n''t yer git nuffin to eat in de city? |
29477 | Dost thou tremble at The torrent roaring from the deep ravine, Along whose shaking ledge thy track doth lie? |
29477 | Down that way? |
29477 | Drafted? |
29477 | Exit mother, half distraught, Exit father, muttering"bore?" |
29477 | F._ It''s very becoming-- isn''t it, Dora? |
29477 | F._ My dear child, how do you do? |
29477 | F._ None, whatever-- is there, Dora? |
29477 | F._ Nothing to see, nothing to hear, nothing to wear,--is there, Dora? |
29477 | F._ Quite well-- aren''t you, Dora? |
29477 | Fastone, what is the news? |
29477 | Father,"she exclaimed, turning suddenly, while the tears rained down her beautiful cheeks,"father, shall I drink it now?" |
29477 | Five stalwart sons has my neighbour, and never the lot upon one; Are these things Fortune''s caprices, or is it God''s will that is done? |
29477 | For what is life to me? |
29477 | For what pray? |
29477 | Friends? |
29477 | From your lover? |
29477 | G._ My pickles? |
29477 | G._ Yes, Juno, poor Mr. Brown has shuffled off this mortal-- what''s it''s name? |
29477 | G._ You do n''t say so? |
29477 | Give it up? |
29477 | Give me back my wife!_"But has the rumseller been confounded or speechless at these appeals? |
29477 | Going at one dollar? |
29477 | Good morning, Doctor; how do you do? |
29477 | Got your washing out, Juno? |
29477 | Great God, can it be that our President knows what he asks? |
29477 | H._ Did you say right or left? |
29477 | H._ Hey? |
29477 | H._ Hey? |
29477 | H._ Hey? |
29477 | H._ Hey? |
29477 | H._ Over that hill? |
29477 | H._ Who do you call an old wooden head? |
29477 | Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand? |
29477 | Hang out the sign; call every traveler here to me: who''ll buy this brave estate of mine, and set this weary spirit free? |
29477 | Hanks._ Look here, boy; where''s Mr. Simmons''s house? |
29477 | Has, then, the fatal secret reach''d thine ear? |
29477 | Have n''t we done it? |
29477 | Have you disobeyed me? |
29477 | Have you got anything to say against it? |
29477 | He ca n''t? |
29477 | He gave the old mare a awful cut, and says he:"I''d like to know what you want to be so agrevatin''for?" |
29477 | He looked dretful uncomfortable, but when Miss Gowdey hollered out:"Oh, here you be; we have been skairt about you; what is the matter?" |
29477 | He tould me, Would I? |
29477 | He''s a broker-- ain''t he? |
29477 | Heaven is unjust, you must agree; Why all to him? |
29477 | Hen._ Seven? |
29477 | Hen._ Speak, sirs: how was it? |
29477 | Hen._ What, a hundred, man? |
29477 | Hen._ What, fought ye with them all? |
29477 | Hen._ What, four? |
29477 | Hen._ Where is it, Jack? |
29477 | Hen._ Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy hand? |
29477 | Henry._ What''s the matter? |
29477 | Here''s Wealth, in glittering heaps of gold; who bids? |
29477 | Here''s the monkeys in their cage, Wide awake you are to see''em; Funny, ai n''t it? |
29477 | Here, you fellows, do you know what you came here for? |
29477 | Hev ye turned preacher?" |
29477 | Hey, John? |
29477 | How can I without tears relate The lost and ruined Morey''s fate? |
29477 | How do you suppose I can do anything with you a tousin''round so?" |
29477 | How early were you up? |
29477 | How many times have I got to tell ye how disgraceful and wicked it is for boys to fight? |
29477 | How much for Fame? |
29477 | How often have you hit the mark to- day? |
29477 | How would you Like to have a tail and be''em? |
29477 | How would you fare, Suppose a wolf should cross your path, and you Alone, with but your bow, and only time To fix a single arrow? |
29477 | How''s dat? |
29477 | I am dying of_ ennui_, the world is so quiet; no excitement to move the placid waters of fashionable society-- is there, Dora? |
29477 | I know where to git lots more; and my pa says,''What''s the use of having money, if you do n''t do good with it?'' |
29477 | I riz right up and asked the company, almost wildly,"If they had seen my companion, Josiah?" |
29477 | I says to him in stern tones:"Is this pleasure, Josiah Allen?" |
29477 | I wonder what time it is?" |
29477 | I''ve been all day at that tub; and-- Where''s Miss Pease? |
29477 | If it hadden been for de swoard ob ole Bunker Hill, saar, whaar''d we niggers be to- night, saar? |
29477 | If you plase, what was that last in the letther? |
29477 | If-- if he_ doth_ guess it.... however it ithn''t vewy likely he would-- so what''s the good of thupposing impwobabilities?) |
29477 | In this? |
29477 | Is his bright armory Thick set with spears, and swords, and coats of mail, Of vanquished nations, by his single arm Subdued? |
29477 | Is it Roosia, Proosia, or the Jarmant oceant? |
29477 | Is it ate wid him? |
29477 | Is it howld on, ye say? |
29477 | Is it-- from a cold you-- suffer? |
29477 | Is not your sail the banner Which God hath blest anew, The mantle that de Matha wore, The red, the white, the blue? |
29477 | Is she going all the way?" |
29477 | Is that a silk or a poplin you''ve got on? |
29477 | Is there a conspiracy? |
29477 | Is this a time to think o''wark? |
29477 | Is this the fruit of my teaching? |
29477 | It skairt him awfully, and says he,"What does ail you, Samantha? |
29477 | It tasted so queerly; and what could it be? |
29477 | Johnny, how did it-- ahem-- which licked?" |
29477 | Knelt you when you got up To- day? |
29477 | L._ What are the studies? |
29477 | L._ Will you please speak to her? |
29477 | Lofty._ Will you please call your mistress at once? |
29477 | MR. W. What? |
29477 | MRS. W. I never did such a thing, and you-- MR. W. Yes-- and you think Mary Jane can play, do n''t you? |
29477 | Make haste, lay by your wheel; Is this a time to spin a thread, When Colin''s at the door? |
29477 | Merlatheth candy? |
29477 | Midas, can you swim?" |
29477 | Miss Bobbet and the rest turned to go back, and the minute we were alone he said:"Ca n''t you bring 40 or 50 more wimmen up here? |
29477 | Miss Gray, who taught you that song? |
29477 | Mother, tell me, what''s the man Doing with that pole of his? |
29477 | Mr. Larkins said about as follows:"Mr. Chaarman, what''s de use ob a swoard unless you''s gwyne to waar? |
29477 | Mr. Lewman said:"What''s de use ob de pen''less you knows how to write? |
29477 | Must I the whirlwind reap because My fathers sowed the storm? |
29477 | Must part? |
29477 | Ned, do you know the song? |
29477 | Neow, what harm kin there be in tryin''to find eout what your neighbors have got for dinner? |
29477 | Nice nose, do n''t it?" |
29477 | No thrilling fingers seek its clasp? |
29477 | Now I come under the demon-- demonima--(no,--thop,--what is the word?) |
29477 | Now mark me, Albert Dost thou fear the snow, The ice- field, or the hail flaw? |
29477 | Now, how to account for all the mystery Of this same weird and fantastical history? |
29477 | O then at last relent: Is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left? |
29477 | O, Juno, is n''t it most dinner- time? |
29477 | O, ai n''t we having a splendid time, girls? |
29477 | O, broad- armed diver of the deep, whose sports can equal thine? |
29477 | O, my mother thed, if Mith Peath is to home, to give Mith Peath her com-- her com-- to give Mith Peath her com--_ Jenny._ Her compliments? |
29477 | Oh,''tis true there''s a country to save, man, and''tis true there is no appeal, But did God see my boy''s name lying the uppermost one in the wheel? |
29477 | One from her casement gazeth Long o''er the misty sea: He cometh not, pale maiden-- His heart is cold to thee? |
29477 | Or faintest thou at the thunder- clap, when on The hill thou art o''ertaken by the cloud, And it doth burst around thee? |
29477 | Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little All in a lawsuit? |
29477 | Or shrink, because another sinned, Beneath Thy red, right arm? |
29477 | Or the attorney? |
29477 | Parley voo frongsay? |
29477 | Parley voo frongsay? |
29477 | Pray, is this a uniform you have adopted in your school? |
29477 | Pray, what''s that? |
29477 | Really? |
29477 | Revenge!--O, tell me-- Tell, me but how?--What can a helpless woman? |
29477 | S''pose de store do truss, ai n''t it easier to sen''a boy as to write a order? |
29477 | Say he did write''em, what good was it? |
29477 | Say, Sissy; do you like candy? |
29477 | Says I,"What is the matter, Josiah Allen? |
29477 | See,--where had I got to? |
29477 | She play? |
29477 | Should I turn upon the true prince? |
29477 | Since I gave you all-- Aye, gave my very soul-- can ye do naught For me in this extremity? |
29477 | Snyder brought it to them, and the new- comer exclaimed as he saw him,"Snyder, what''s the matter with your nose?" |
29477 | Some one sings out to him,"Have a glass of beer, Billy?" |
29477 | Sport not with things above thee: But tell me who, of all this numerous host, Expects his death from me? |
29477 | Suffering from a cold? |
29477 | Tell me, Knife- grinder, how you came to grind knives? |
29477 | The mornin''was bright, an''the mists rose on high, An''the lark whistled merrily in the clear sky; But why are the men standin''idle so late? |
29477 | The prechen''? |
29477 | 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? |
29477 | Then art thou dead? |
29477 | Then why should man look down on man because of lack of gold? |
29477 | They pulled him out-- speaking of pulling, Miss Tibbet was in to the dentist''s this morning for a new set of teeth, and-- Have you seen my Sis? |
29477 | Think ye my noble father''s glaive Would drink the life- blood of a slave? |
29477 | Those words,--that motion,--are you mad? |
29477 | Thou hadst: whom hast thou then or what to accuse But Heaven''s free love dealt equally to all? |
29477 | Though maybe, if the truth were told,''Tis rather ugly, somewhat old; Yet time it keeps to half a minute; But, if you please, what wonder in it?" |
29477 | To see those sinews, who''d believe Such strength did lodge in them? |
29477 | Too fair to be crippled or scarred? |
29477 | Too tender for parting with sweet hearts? |
29477 | Verner, do I brag, To think I some time may be like my father? |
29477 | Vot gind o''peseness? |
29477 | Wal, I guess I had sat there ten minutes or more, when all of a sudden I thought, Where is Josiah? |
29477 | Want de pump? |
29477 | Want to hear it? |
29477 | Want to hear me? |
29477 | Was it the squire, for killing of his game? |
29477 | Was it the squire? |
29477 | Was that a laugh? |
29477 | Well, have I not the key? |
29477 | What Egyptian drug have you poured into his veins, and turned the ambling fountains of the heart into black and burning pitch? |
29477 | What ails your finger? |
29477 | What are his rights? |
29477 | What are you off here for?" |
29477 | What can I more with Love? |
29477 | What come they to talk of? |
29477 | What did my mother thed? |
29477 | What do you mean? |
29477 | What do you mean? |
29477 | What do you think that old white mare of ours did while I was out plowing last week? |
29477 | What do you think? |
29477 | What do you want? |
29477 | What envious tongue Hath dar''d to taint my name with slander? |
29477 | What hand is that, whose icy press Clings to the dead with death''s own grasp, But meets no answering caress? |
29477 | What have I Done to enlist Heaven''s favor-- to help on Heaven''s cause on earth, in human hearts and homes? |
29477 | What have you done to that once noble brow, which he wore high among his fellows, as if it bore the superscription of the Godhead? |
29477 | What have you for me? |
29477 | What have you selected? |
29477 | What have you there? |
29477 | What if I wuz? |
29477 | What if your wife were that poor boy''s mother, And he only sixteen? |
29477 | What if''twere_ your_ son instead of another? |
29477 | What is it? |
29477 | What made him thus? |
29477 | What means Zaphira? |
29477 | What means that smile? |
29477 | What means this burst of grief? |
29477 | What on airth shall I do? |
29477 | What proud credentials does the boaster bring To prove his claim? |
29477 | What right have I To use the name? |
29477 | What shall I do? |
29477 | What then, you ask me, did befall Mehitable Byrde? |
29477 | What trick, what device, what starting- hole, canst now find out, to hide thee from this open and apparent shame? |
29477 | What victor- king, what general drenched in blood, Claims this high privilege? |
29477 | What was it?--a diamond pin dropped by a former passenger? |
29477 | What will I do with the letther, mam? |
29477 | What will I do? |
29477 | What will Mrs. Lofty say? |
29477 | What will our neighbors think of us? |
29477 | What''s that? |
29477 | What''s the matter with the child? |
29477 | What''s the matter? |
29477 | What''s the use of wasting time in study before it''s needed? |
29477 | What''s to be done? |
29477 | What''s to pay now? |
29477 | What, shall we be merry? |
29477 | What? |
29477 | When Parson Potter read it, he says to me, says he,--What did you stop so soon for?" |
29477 | Whence came they? |
29477 | Where all earth''s myriad harps shall meet In choral praise and prayer, Shall Zion''s harp, of old so sweet, Alone be wanting there? |
29477 | Where am I? |
29477 | Where is the mortal man so bold, So much a wretch, so out of love with life, To dare the weight of this uplifted spear? |
29477 | Where is thy sylvan crook, with garlands hung, Of idle field- flowers? |
29477 | Where ith Mith Peath? |
29477 | Where should she learn the tale of Selim''s death? |
29477 | Where then? |
29477 | Where thy wanton harp, Thou dainty- fingered hero? |
29477 | Where was I? |
29477 | Where''s mother? |
29477 | Which is the man Whom Israel sends to meet my bold defiance? |
29477 | Who did the bloody deeds-- O, tremble, guilt, Where''er thou art!--Look on me; tell me, tyrant, Who slew my blameless son? |
29477 | Who ebber heard of Mr. Hill''s pen? |
29477 | Who knowth? |
29477 | Who says twenty dollars? |
29477 | Who taught you to read in that manner? |
29477 | Who wants''em at one half dollar? |
29477 | Who was it with this time? |
29477 | Who will give two dollars? |
29477 | Who''ll buy the heavy heaps of Care? |
29477 | Who''ll buy the plumeless, dying dove-- a breath of bliss, a storm of pain? |
29477 | Who''s afraid?" |
29477 | Who''s afraid?" |
29477 | Who''s afraid?" |
29477 | Who''s hyar dat''s gwyne to waar? |
29477 | Whom stylest thou king? |
29477 | Why did n''t ye go for his nose, the way Jonathan Edwards, and George Washington, and Daniel Webster used to do, when they was boys? |
29477 | Why did n''t you say so before? |
29477 | Why does a dog waggle hith tail? |
29477 | Why none to me? |
29477 | Why seat him in the poorest pew because his clothes are old? |
29477 | Why should death mark it, and he so young? |
29477 | Why should it? |
29477 | Why, Snyder-- ha!--ha!--what''s the matter with that nose?" |
29477 | Why, did n''t you tell us to take Miss Jones as a model for imitation? |
29477 | Why, have n''t we got musical instruments enough in the house? |
29477 | Why, hear ye, my masters: Was it for me to kill the heir apparent? |
29477 | Will Zaphira Thus meanly sink in woman''s fruitless rage, When she should wake revenge? |
29477 | Will land or gold redeem my son? |
29477 | Will no one hear? |
29477 | Will you not, my husband?" |
29477 | Will you wish to have his blood on your hands When before the great throne you each shall stand, And he only sixteen? |
29477 | Wilt thou not see him, then? |
29477 | With what, pray? |
29477 | Wo n''t anybody give two bits, then, for the lot? |
29477 | Wo n''t that do? |
29477 | Wo n''t you please to let me help you? |
29477 | Wo n''t you promise me, my son?'' |
29477 | Wo n''t you-- for your_ father''s_ sake--_won''t you_ promise to try and remember that? |
29477 | Wonder if he''s fastened tight? |
29477 | Wrote''em? |
29477 | Yeou hain''t seen her? |
29477 | Yet why not? |
29477 | You do n''t mean I''ve got to travel as far as that, do you, in the hot sun? |
29477 | You do n''t mean to say that? |
29477 | You have such a charming taste-- hasn''t she, Dora? |
29477 | You know the point where you must round the cliff? |
29477 | You think she can sit down and jerk more music than a whole orchestra, do n''t you? |
29477 | You''re sure of the track? |
29477 | You, too, with one of these horrid things on your head? |
29477 | You? |
29477 | [_ Awakes._] Darkness? |
29477 | [_ Exit_ R._ Aunt H._ Butcher''s? |
29477 | [_ Exit_, HETTY, L. Mrs. Lofty, how can I find words to express my indignation at the conduct of my pupils? |
29477 | [_ Exit_, L._ Charley._ Well, John, got your piece? |
29477 | _ Bessie._ O, dear, what will become of me? |
29477 | _ Bessie._ Or some splendid gum drops? |
29477 | _ Captain._ O, you understand French, then, is it? |
29477 | _ Captain._ Surely you do not intend to eat a gridiron, do you? |
29477 | _ Captain._ What do you mean, Patrick? |
29477 | _ Captain._ Why, Patrick, what puts the notion of a gridiron into your head? |
29477 | _ Captain._ Yes; but where''s the beefsteak, Patrick? |
29477 | _ Charley._ Why, you have n''t left it till now? |
29477 | _ Could n''t''cause he had ye down?_ That''s a purty story to tell me. |
29477 | _ Dav._ Ha, say''st thou so? |
29477 | _ De pen._ Do I take a swoard now to get me a peck ob sweet taters, a pair ob chickens, a pair ob shoes? |
29477 | _ Enter_ AUNT HOPKINS, R._ Aunt H._ Angelina, what on airth have them air Joneses got for dinner? |
29477 | _ Enter_ CHARLEY_ and_ RALPH, R._ Charley._ What''s the matter, Ray? |
29477 | _ Enter_ JOHN CLOD, L._ Clod._ I say, sonny; yer hain''t seen nothin''of a keow, have yer, here or hereabouts? |
29477 | _ Enter_ KATY DOOLAN, L._ Katy._ If you plase, mam, may I coome in? |
29477 | _ Fal._ Dost thou hear me, Hal? |
29477 | _ Fal._ What''s the matter? |
29477 | _ Fal._ What, upon compulsion? |
29477 | _ Fal._ Where is it? |
29477 | _ Fanny._ What is it? |
29477 | _ Fanny._ What was it? |
29477 | _ Fanny._ Who is she, any way? |
29477 | _ Gol._ Say, where? |
29477 | _ Gray._ Old saying? |
29477 | _ Gray._(_ Aside._) I say, Ned, Brown does n''t know it? |
29477 | _ Gray._(_ Sings._)"''What makes the lamb love Mary so?'' |
29477 | _ Hannah._ My mistress? |
29477 | _ Hannah._ Spare it? |
29477 | _ Hannah._ What of that? |
29477 | _ Hannah._ Whistle? |
29477 | _ He_ confounded? |
29477 | _ Hetty._ Chignons? |
29477 | _ John._ Got my piece? |
29477 | _ John._ What do you mean by that? |
29477 | _ John._ What is it? |
29477 | _ John._ What''s the use? |
29477 | _ John._ Who are you? |
29477 | _ John._ Who do you call a thief? |
29477 | _ Juno._ Does n''t yers, honies? |
29477 | _ Katy._ If you plase, mam, I have a letther; and would you plase rade it for me? |
29477 | _ Katy._ Is it, indade? |
29477 | _ Katy._ Pistol, it is? |
29477 | _ Katy._ Will Cornalius coome wid it? |
29477 | _ Kitty._ Has my new bonnet come yet? |
29477 | _ Lizzie._ Ai n''t it? |
29477 | _ Lizzie._ Four-- great-- red--_ Fanny and Hetty._ What? |
29477 | _ Lizzie._ Scene? |
29477 | _ Lizzie._ What moves the heart of Miss Precise To throw aside all prejudice, And gently whisper, It is nice? |
29477 | _ Lizzie._ Why, is n''t she splendid? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ But tell me, Mrs. Gabble, what is it about the poisoning? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ Girls, what does this mean? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ How, poisoned? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ Mr. Brown dead? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ What does this mean? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ What is that? |
29477 | _ Miss P._ Young ladies, are you pupils of the finest finishing- school in the city? |
29477 | _ Miss P._"Cos?" |
29477 | _ Miss Precise._ And pray, whom are you consigning to a place among the barbarians, young ladies? |
29477 | _ Patrick._ Parley voo frongsay? |
29477 | _ Patrick._ Sure, could n''t we cut it off the pork? |
29477 | _ Patrick._ Then would you lind me the loan of a gridiron, sir and you''ll obleege me? |
29477 | _ Patrick._ Then, would you lind me the loan of a gridiron, if you plase? |
29477 | _ Patrick._ Well, Captain, whereabouts in the wide world_ are_ we? |
29477 | _ Poins._ Come, let''s hear, Jack: What trick hast thou now? |
29477 | _ Ralph._ But why did n''t you take it up before? |
29477 | _ Ralph._ I say, Ray; what''s the proverb about the"thief of time"? |
29477 | _ Sadie and Bessie._ What is that? |
29477 | _ Sadie._ And your pickles were not poisoned? |
29477 | _ Sadie._ Little girl, do n''t you want some red and white peppermints? |
29477 | _ Sadie._ What do you want, little girl? |
29477 | _ Sissy._ Candy? |
29477 | _ Sissy._ Ith it pulled? |
29477 | _ Sissy._ Thay, Juno, who ith them? |
29477 | _ Sissy._ Thweet, Juno? |
29477 | _ Tell._ And in whose name? |
29477 | _ That my husband?_ What have you done to that eye, with which he was wo nt to look erect on heaven, and see in his mirror the image of his God? |
29477 | _ That my husband?_ What have you done to that eye, with which he was wo nt to look erect on heaven, and see in his mirror the image of his God? |
29477 | _ That my husband?_ With what torpedo chill have you touched the sinews of that manly arm? |
29477 | _ That my husband?_ With what torpedo chill have you touched the sinews of that manly arm? |
29477 | _ Tommy bit it?_ Drat the little fool! |
29477 | _ Ver._ When will you use them like your father, boy? |
29477 | _ Was trying to jerk his cheek off, hey?_ Wo n''t you never learn to quit foolin''''round a boy''s mouth with yer fingers? |
29477 | _ Was trying to jerk his cheek off, hey?_ Wo n''t you never learn to quit foolin''''round a boy''s mouth with yer fingers? |
29477 | _ While_ ALBERT_ continues to shoot,_ TELL_ enters and watches him some time, in silence.__ Tell._ That''s scarce a miss that comes so near the mark? |
29477 | _ White._ There''s enough, is n''t there? |
29477 | _ With Tommy Kelly, hey?_ Do n''t you know any better than to fight a boy that weighs twenty pounds more than you do, besides being two years older? |
29477 | _ With Tommy Kelly, hey?_ Do n''t you know any better than to fight a boy that weighs twenty pounds more than you do, besides being two years older? |
29477 | _ You pulled out three or four handfuls of his hair?_ H''m! |
29477 | a pickle? |
29477 | ai n''t that a beauty? |
29477 | an''is it mysel, with five good characters from respectable places, would be herdin''wid the haythens? |
29477 | and Sloper said,"How-- how the dooth should I know?" |
29477 | and how are ye''s onyhow? |
29477 | and how do you know it''s France, Captain dear? |
29477 | and, sirs, would ye plaise To be a tellin''me what might be these? |
29477 | art thou mad? |
29477 | but would n''t dat be scrumptuous?" |
29477 | come, tell us thy reason; what sayest thou to this? |
29477 | do you tell me so? |
29477 | do you understand your mother tongue? |
29477 | do you want to shirk your task? |
29477 | fifty cents? |
29477 | ha!--what''s the matter with that nose?" |
29477 | half a dollar? |
29477 | how can I let you go?" |
29477 | how long? |
29477 | how much for Fame? |
29477 | is not the truth, the truth? |
29477 | is the girl mad? |
29477 | life may be a dream; But if such_ dreams_ are given, While at the portals thus we stand, What are the_ truths_ of Heaven? |
29477 | no one at hand, Or likely soon to be, to hear my cries? |
29477 | one bit? |
29477 | one dollar? |
29477 | or Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining? |
29477 | or parson of the parish? |
29477 | say''st thou, Othman? |
29477 | seventy- five cents? |
29477 | shall we have a play extempore? |
29477 | silent still? |
29477 | silent yet? |
29477 | that child has one of those horrible chignons on her head!--(_Aloud._) Miss Rice, why did you make that selection? |
29477 | thou whoreson, obscene, greasy, tallow- keech,--_ Fal._ What, art thou mad? |
29477 | twenty- five cents? |
29477 | whaar, saar? |
29477 | what come they to see? |
29477 | what means that shiver? |
29477 | what sound was that? |
29477 | what will become of us? |
29477 | what wonder meets my sight? |
29477 | what''s the matter with that nose?" |
29477 | what''s the time? |
29477 | what''s the use of livin'', ef you ca n''t know how other folks live? |
29477 | what''th the matter?" |
29477 | where are they?" |
29477 | where is it? |
29477 | where''s the border? |
29477 | where?" |
29477 | which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? |
29477 | whither are you going? |
29477 | who bids for Friendship-- as it is? |
29477 | who said you would n''t?" |
29477 | who''ll buy this splendid Tear? |
29477 | why that steady gaze and sad? |
29477 | will you lind me the loan of a gridiron? |
29477 | with ray to shine in every sad foreboding breast, save this desponding one of mine-- who bids for man''s last friend, and best? |
29477 | wrote''em? |
29477 | you murtherin''villain,''says he,''you''re worse nor Captain Rock; is it goin''to burn me out you are, you red rogue iv a Ribbonman?" |
19926 | ''Dar, marsa,''says I,''do n''t ye see? 19926 ''Is we got a goose? |
19926 | ''Is we got a goose?'' 19926 ''What do you mean, Ithuriel Butters?'' |
19926 | ''What''ll you take for dinner, Miss?'' 19926 ''What''ll you take for dinner, sah?'' |
19926 | ''Why ai n''t it fair?'' 19926 ''Why, where is she?'' |
19926 | ''You mean to say dat de gooses on my plantation on''y got one leg?'' 19926 A native of--?" |
19926 | Ah, Monsieur le Cure, you do not despise me? 19926 Ah, is this true? |
19926 | Am I your little heart''s- ease, then? |
19926 | And did I not,said Allan,"did I not Forbid you, Dora?" |
19926 | And did he thrash you? |
19926 | And since then, have you seen him among the prisoners? |
19926 | And the man whom you thought you recognized as your son, was not your son? |
19926 | And was it the innermost heart of the bliss To find out so, what a wisdom love is? 19926 And what''s that?" |
19926 | And you come? |
19926 | Anything else? |
19926 | Are you a tramp? |
19926 | Art thou mad, O Sallust? |
19926 | Art thou mad, O Sallust? |
19926 | Ben, did you say hit only taks faith as er grain er mustard seed ter move er mountain? |
19926 | Bennie? 19926 Bolder, if your father thinks that because-- why, what''s this, sir?" |
19926 | But who are you, then? |
19926 | Calenus, priest of Isis, thou accusest Arbaces of the murder of Apæcides? |
19926 | Can none of you save Zoroaster? |
19926 | Count Alberti''s bride, Whose else? |
19926 | Did life roll back its records, dear, And show, as they say it does, past things clear? 19926 Do n''t de Book say,''Ask, an''you shall receive''?" |
19926 | Do n''t you think, my dear, it would be better for you to remonstrate with Mary Anne? |
19926 | Do you retract what you said a few hours ago? |
19926 | Dumb to the ear and still to the sense, But to heart and to soul distinct, intense? 19926 Ef I had faith enough, I could fetch er rain, for do n''t de Book say, ef you have faith as er mustard seed you can move mountains? |
19926 | For how many? |
19926 | God bless you, sir,said Blossom; and who shall doubt that God heard and registered the request? |
19926 | Good land, Mis''Tree, did n''t you see him? 19926 Got''nough fer rain?" |
19926 | Gy-- Bogy!--Fogy!--Soaky!--Oh,said Jill, coming to at last,"I thought-- why, what''s up?" |
19926 | Hast thou been through purgatory? |
19926 | Hast thou relations there? |
19926 | Hey there, are ye through? 19926 Hey, there, brat senior-- see that ladder? |
19926 | Hey? |
19926 | Hey? |
19926 | Hey? |
19926 | How can you ask me anything so foolish? 19926 How can you be such a silly thing,"replied Dora, slapping my hand,"as to sit there telling such stories? |
19926 | How is this? 19926 How long did it take you to earn that?" |
19926 | How much? |
19926 | How shall we rank thee upon glory''s page, Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage? 19926 I am thy uncle, child-- why stare So frightfully aghast?-- The arras waves, but know''st thou not''Tis nothing but the blast? |
19926 | I have eaten thy bread, shall I leave thee in the hour of death? |
19926 | I wonder where the comet went to? |
19926 | If he were pointed out to you, would you recognize him? |
19926 | Is it he? |
19926 | Is that all? 19926 Is that you, Jill?" |
19926 | Is your heart mine still, dear Dora? |
19926 | It has a secret spring; the touch Is known to me alone; Slowly I raise the lid, and now-- What see you, that you groan So heavily? 19926 Ivan, the traitor?" |
19926 | Jack? |
19926 | Knowest thou not, Zoroaster, that I would rather die with thee than live with any other? 19926 Look where?" |
19926 | MY DEAR FRIEND:--Can you come? 19926 Marsa John? |
19926 | Mo''coffee, Major? |
19926 | Must? |
19926 | My dearest life,I said one day to Dora,"do you think Mary Anne has any idea of time?" |
19926 | Next minute I hyerd old marsa a- hollerin:''Mammy Jane, ai n''t we got a goose?'' |
19926 | No, what then? |
19926 | Not much-- I say, Jack? |
19926 | Nothing-- and all that? |
19926 | Of whom do you speak? 19926 Oh, a gentleman made me a present of''em, down the street-- say, they''ve got hides like linseed plasters, hain''t they?" |
19926 | Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair-- A tress o''golden hair, O''drowned maiden''s hair Above the nets at sea? 19926 Oh, sir?" |
19926 | On which side are they coming? |
19926 | Or was it a greater marvel to feel The perfect calm o''er the agony steal? 19926 Others pick and choose, and why not we? |
19926 | Please, oh, please, whoever you are, wo n''t you forgive me and let me go? 19926 Right here?" |
19926 | See now; I will listen with soul, not ear; What was the secret of dying, dear? 19926 See things, hey, new folks, new faces, get ideas, is that it?" |
19926 | Shall we fight or shall we fly? 19926 Sir?" |
19926 | That room up there, see? |
19926 | Then you do not know that your son, Michael Strogoff, Courier to the Czar, has passed through Omsk? |
19926 | Then you will not demand my money of me? |
19926 | This is two penn''orth of milk, is it, waiter? |
19926 | Thou didst behold the deed? |
19926 | Thou dost know Siberia? |
19926 | Thy name? 19926 Thy rank?" |
19926 | To the very top, sir? 19926 To whom?" |
19926 | W- would-- you-- call-- Aunt-- John? |
19926 | Was it the infinite wonder of all That you ever could let life''s flower fall? 19926 Was n''t he fed, poor thing?" |
19926 | Was the miracle greater to find how deep Beyond all dreams sank downward that sleep? 19926 Well, ai n''t dat faith? |
19926 | Well, my child,he said, in his pleasant, cheerful tones,"what do you want so bright and early in the morning?" |
19926 | Well, where did you get them, Gavroche? |
19926 | Well, why do n''t you git rain, then? 19926 What bride, whose bride?" |
19926 | What did you say then? |
19926 | What do you call this, sir? |
19926 | What do you here, my friend? |
19926 | What do you want here? |
19926 | What does he look like? |
19926 | What faces will smile on me when I die? 19926 What hast thou to say?" |
19926 | What is it this morning? |
19926 | What is it, my dear? |
19926 | What is it? |
19926 | What is rats? |
19926 | What is this you say, child? 19926 What is we d?" |
19926 | What means this raving? |
19926 | What say? |
19926 | What tramp? |
19926 | What''s that noise? |
19926 | What''s the matter with you, brats? |
19926 | What''s the matter? |
19926 | What, you call me sir-- You do not drive me out? 19926 What?" |
19926 | When will dinner be ready? |
19926 | When? |
19926 | Where are you taking them, Gavroche? |
19926 | Where is Zoroaster? |
19926 | Where is he? |
19926 | Where is the violin? |
19926 | Where''s the use? 19926 Who am I? |
19926 | Who are you, my good woman? |
19926 | Who cares? |
19926 | Who is it? 19926 Who is this prisoner?" |
19926 | Whoa there, monsieur, where''s your roof? 19926 Why ca n''t you?" |
19926 | Why do n''t you ask fer er million dollars; what you hoein''out dah en de sun fer, when all you got ter do is ter ask de Lord fer money? |
19926 | Why do n''t you get a cat? |
19926 | Why do n''t you give up drink? |
19926 | Why do you not go with the rest, my little maid? |
19926 | Why not, my love? |
19926 | Why, Doady? |
19926 | Why? |
19926 | Would n''t you like to go to some hotel? 19926 Yes; did you get much hurt?" |
19926 | Yo''fam''bly got any? |
19926 | You are Marfa Strogoff? |
19926 | You b''lieve ef you had faith you could fetch er rain? |
19926 | You do n''t mean Napoleon''s monument? |
19926 | You got any? |
19926 | You want my answer? 19926 You want my answer?" |
19926 | ''Baked ham?'' |
19926 | ''Had I betther swallow some insect powdher?'' |
19926 | ''It is pre--''where is my place? |
19926 | ''Misther Dugan, how old a- are ye?'' |
19926 | ''Nice breast o''goose, or slice o''ham?'' |
19926 | ''Twas,"Papa, where does the whiteness go?" |
19926 | ''What sort iv bug?'' |
19926 | ''What''s thim?'' |
19926 | ''Who''s thrick is that?'' |
19926 | --Say, ai n''t them two nice specimens to be bawlin''jes''''cause they ai n''t got no home? |
19926 | A bed, with sheets, like the rest of the world? |
19926 | A few years ago appeared"Quo Vadis?" |
19926 | A genteel man? |
19926 | A little red- haired girl? |
19926 | A message to a countess all forlorn? |
19926 | A nuss''s is a horrid life, ai n''t it, child? |
19926 | A voice--''twas his-- demanded:"Who is there?" |
19926 | A wife, sir, did you say? |
19926 | A window opened, and a voice called out:"Qui e?" |
19926 | A- waitin''fo''yo''daddy? |
19926 | ABOLITION OF WAR[34] CHARLES SUMNER Can there be in our age any peace that is not honorable, any war that is not dishonorable? |
19926 | Ah, my friends, is not the reason for the change evident to any one who will look at the matter? |
19926 | Ah, yes-- what have I done? |
19926 | Ai n''t you neber gwine ter sleep? |
19926 | Ai n''t you nevah hyeahd Malindy? |
19926 | All de frogs keep on diggin''tell bimeby Big Frog holler out,"Dis deep nuff? |
19926 | All? |
19926 | Am I a woman? |
19926 | Am I not blest? |
19926 | An''why do the crowds gather fast in the strate? |
19926 | An''why does the long rope hang from the cross- tree? |
19926 | And I am one? |
19926 | And a day less or more At sea or ashore, We die-- does it matter when? |
19926 | And am I better? |
19926 | And didst thou visit him no more? |
19926 | And dost thou love me better for such fault? |
19926 | And for all of these Men work, and toil, and mourn, and weep and fight? |
19926 | And have you brought your tercel back? |
19926 | And how used he his power? |
19926 | And if I love too wildly, Who would not love thee like Pauline? |
19926 | And is Athens then the world? |
19926 | And is it possible that neither of these causes, that not all combined, were able to blast this bud of hope? |
19926 | And is the duke well? |
19926 | And is thy wife as beautiful as I? |
19926 | And little Nutmeg-- is his ear better? |
19926 | And now that they are married, do they always bill and coo? |
19926 | And now what have we to say? |
19926 | And other women? |
19926 | And so I turned from those far hills to see-- A stranger? |
19926 | And the lady''s name? |
19926 | And then, her mother feelings arising within her, she had only one thought: Can I unwittingly have ruined him? |
19926 | And this circumstance? |
19926 | And though you be done to the death, what then? |
19926 | And to the guilt of massacre is added the impudence of denial, and this process will continue-- how long? |
19926 | And what claim founded in justice and right has been withheld? |
19926 | And what have we to oppose them? |
19926 | And when thy wife returns, She''ll let me stay with thee? |
19926 | And where was Julia Mills? |
19926 | And which is to be mine, sir; the niece, or the aunt? |
19926 | And whither''s the beauty flown? |
19926 | And who was he? |
19926 | And why, Pygmalion? |
19926 | And why? |
19926 | And,"Where''s all the beauty gone? |
19926 | Another proof of your kind heart; is it not? |
19926 | Any card or letter? |
19926 | Any complaints?" |
19926 | Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? |
19926 | Are n''t you coming in to see me?" |
19926 | Are these the men who philosophize about a resurrection? |
19926 | Are we to have a place in that honorable company? |
19926 | Are ye in bed? |
19926 | Are you afraid I wo n''t pay you? |
19926 | Are you cold?" |
19926 | Are you dead?" |
19926 | Are you killed? |
19926 | Are you philosophers, seeking to explore the hidden mysteries of mind? |
19926 | Are you ready? |
19926 | Are you ready?" |
19926 | Are you willing that I should remain?" |
19926 | Are you?" |
19926 | Art thou a woman? |
19926 | Art thou afraid?" |
19926 | Art thou not satisfied with all the ill Thy heedlessness has worked, that thou art come To gaze upon thy victim''s misery? |
19926 | As low as that poor gardener''s son Who dared to lift his eyes to thee? |
19926 | Because he was a bad man? |
19926 | Because he was a youth? |
19926 | Because he was an aged man? |
19926 | Because he was good and kind? |
19926 | Because the defense was unsuccessful? |
19926 | Big old frog say,"How we gwine ter do it? |
19926 | Bimeby Big Frog holler,"Dis deep nuff? |
19926 | Bofe got faith, now, bofe got faith, an''one pray fer rain while t''other pray fer dry weather; what de Lord goin''do? |
19926 | Bright jewels of the mine? |
19926 | Buckley kept in the shadow but Valiant called out,"Oh, is that you, Mr. Buckley? |
19926 | But I told you vat it is, dot''s a pully piece, I baed you, don''d it? |
19926 | But can we believe that one State will ever suffer itself to be used as an instrument of coercion? |
19926 | But do you reply that in many instances they have violated this compact, and have not been faithful to their engagements? |
19926 | But dost thou know what I would say? |
19926 | But how came I to be? |
19926 | But if he had been five feet three, we should have said,''Who cares where you go?''" |
19926 | But it do n''t take away your voice, does it? |
19926 | But she''ll come back? |
19926 | But should she come too late? |
19926 | But strew his ashes to the wind, Whose sword or voice has saved mankind, And is he dead, whose glorious mind Lifts thine on high? |
19926 | But tell me, love, Is this great fault that I''m committing now The kind of fault that only serves to show That thou and I are of one common kin? |
19926 | But tell me, will you promise me to do as you are bid? |
19926 | But we shall meet again?--and very soon? |
19926 | But were you never in love?--never engaged? |
19926 | But who hath seen her wave her hand? |
19926 | But why did you stay so long, Guy dear?" |
19926 | But, Jack, you are not sorry to find your mistress is so beautiful? |
19926 | But, again, gentlemen, what have we to gain by this proposed change of our relation to the general government? |
19926 | But, suppose we were going to give you another choice, will you promise us to give up this Beverley? |
19926 | Ca n''t ye see where yer goin''? |
19926 | Ca n''t you be cool, like me? |
19926 | Ca n''t you see repentance in my eye? |
19926 | Can Parliament be so dead to its dignity and its duty as to be thus deluded into the loss of the one and the violation of the other? |
19926 | Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? |
19926 | Can nations be less amenable to the supreme moral law? |
19926 | Can the minister of the day now presume to expect a continuance of support in this ruinous infatuation? |
19926 | Can this be the object of the gentlemen? |
19926 | Can we stay here, my lord? |
19926 | Can we then doubt which of these alternatives is the fact? |
19926 | Can you place that man in the mesmeric sleep? |
19926 | Chad, you wu''thless nigger, ai n''t you tuk dat goose out yit?'' |
19926 | Claude, you have not deceived her? |
19926 | Come here, sirrah, who the devil are you? |
19926 | Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Ca n''t you''ear their paddles chuckin''from Rangoon to Mandalay? |
19926 | Come, now, off with your demure face; come, confess, Jack, you have been lying, ha''nt you? |
19926 | Could I foresee the tender bloom Of pansies round a little tomb? |
19926 | DR. F. What is the hour? |
19926 | DR. F. What more shall he be asked? |
19926 | Dah''s de ole black swan a- swimmin'', ai n''t she got a''awfu''neck? |
19926 | Dat must''a''been de same time I come in de winder dere, was n''t it? |
19926 | Defending it against whom? |
19926 | Den Mr. Coon he shake his head an''''low,"Den how come I ai n''t ketch no frogs?" |
19926 | Den de frogs dey dig an''dey dig tell bimeby Big Frog say,"Dis deep nuff? |
19926 | Den de old man says,"Did n''t I told you so?" |
19926 | Den he says,"Vell, vot for you dook dot gold, you false- hearded leetle gal?" |
19926 | Dey shook han''s dey did, an''den Mr. Coon he''low:"Brer Rabbit, whar you git sech a fine chance er fish?" |
19926 | Did n''t you help pick it?'' |
19926 | Did the solemn inquiry break forth through our land, Is the dreadful necessity indeed laid upon us to send abroad death and woe? |
19926 | Did we dare In our agony of prayer, Ask for more than He has done? |
19926 | Did we feel as if threatened with a calamity more fearful than earthquakes, famine, or pestilence? |
19926 | Did ye iver have it? |
19926 | Did you ever hear the like of it? |
19926 | Did you hear dem liddle fellers just now? |
19926 | Did you never meet Mrs. Malaprop, and her niece, Miss Languish, who came into our country just before you were last ordered to your regiment? |
19926 | Die, did I say? |
19926 | Dis deep nuff?" |
19926 | Dis deep nuff?" |
19926 | Dis deep nuff?" |
19926 | Do n''t ye feel something like Jonah? |
19926 | Do n''t you see dat moon? |
19926 | Do n''t you understand? |
19926 | Do they her beauty keep? |
19926 | Do they never fret and quarrel, like other couples do? |
19926 | Do we look for high examples of noble daring? |
19926 | Do we not feel an interest in getting to that outlet with such institutions as we would like to have prevail there? |
19926 | Do we not wish for an outlet for our surplus population, if I may so express myself? |
19926 | Do we want a cause, my lords? |
19926 | Do ye not perceive that they are bringing everything to ruin? |
19926 | Do you ask how you are to get them? |
19926 | Do you hear what I say, Mr. Brummell? |
19926 | Do you hear?" |
19926 | Do you keep an inn? |
19926 | Do you know that you are in my rooms, sir? |
19926 | Do you lodge me close to yourself like this? |
19926 | Do you not guess his name? |
19926 | Do you not know me? |
19926 | Do you remember the boy that died here?" |
19926 | Do you suppose that the municipal towns and the colonies and the prefectures have any other opinion? |
19926 | Do you think he knew you, Willie? |
19926 | Do you want a criminal, my lords? |
19926 | Do you want exemplars worthy of study and imitation? |
19926 | Do you wish to see the church guided by the hand of the astrologer? |
19926 | Does half my heart lie buried there In Texas, down by the Rio Grande? |
19926 | Does he cherish her and love her? |
19926 | Does he sit down in sullenness and despair? |
19926 | Does no voice within Answer my cry, and say we are akin?" |
19926 | Does success gild crime into patriotism, and the want of it change heroic self- devotion into imprudence? |
19926 | Dost thou no longer know thy mother?" |
19926 | Dost thou not love her? |
19926 | Drown my sorrows? |
19926 | Ere Asmiel breathed again The eager answer leaped to meet him,"When?" |
19926 | F. AND T. CONTENTS I NARRATIVE, DESCRIPTIVE, PATHETIC PAGE Arena Scene from"Quo Vadis?" |
19926 | Feel faint, hey?" |
19926 | Fellow- citizens, is this Fanueil Hall doctrine? |
19926 | For on what account, tell me, do you thus weep for one departed? |
19926 | For what else can we call him, when the Senate decides that extraordinary honors are to be devised for those men who are leading armies against him? |
19926 | For what else does a magistrate exist? |
19926 | For what other sort of defense deserves praise? |
19926 | For what will they not say? |
19926 | Forgive thee? |
19926 | Girdled with gold? |
19926 | Good woman, I really-- why, Prince, what is this?--does the old lady know you? |
19926 | Gretchen, are you goin''to drive me away? |
19926 | HOW DID YOU DIE? |
19926 | Ha!--would a madman have been so wise as this? |
19926 | Has Great Britain any enemy in this quarter of the world to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? |
19926 | Has Macedony Church got any?" |
19926 | Has anything ever threatened the existence of this Union save this very institution of slavery? |
19926 | Has earth a clod Its Maker meant not should be trod By man, the image of his God, Erect and free, Unscourged by superstition''s rod To bow the knee? |
19926 | Has not every man who has been in our Legislature experienced the truth of this position? |
19926 | Has our contention that the choice lay between autonomy and coercion been justified or not? |
19926 | Hast thou forgotten thy church? |
19926 | Hast thou in thy heart one touch Of human kindness? |
19926 | Hast thou no care for her? |
19926 | Hast thou no pity for her? |
19926 | Hath dreams as sweet as childhood''s-- who can tell? |
19926 | Have not all of us been witnesses to the unhappy embarrassments which resulted from these proceedings? |
19926 | Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? |
19926 | Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? |
19926 | Have you a stable?" |
19926 | He laughed loud as anybody; an''den dat night he says to me as I was puttin''some wood on de fire,''Chad, where did dat leg go?'' |
19926 | He looks a long look at me, and asks how far to Mootzig? |
19926 | He says of her,"Leah, how is dot you been here?" |
19926 | He stood at my right hand, His eyes were grave and sweet; Methought he said:"In this far land, O, is it thus we meet? |
19926 | He turned and started across the room; when a soft voice said,"Is that you, dear?" |
19926 | His grasp of lead is on my throat-- Will no one help or save?" |
19926 | How are you? |
19926 | How can I pay Jaffar?" |
19926 | How confused he looks!--this strange place!--this woman-- what can it mean?--I half suspect-- who are you, madam?--who are you? |
19926 | How d''e do, Fotherby? |
19926 | How did he get thar? |
19926 | How do you do? |
19926 | How do you know that I am not a murderer?" |
19926 | How do you like tramping, now?" |
19926 | How is dot, you got cheek to talk of me afder dot vitch you hafe done?" |
19926 | How many times have we had danger from this question? |
19926 | How much have you?" |
19926 | How old are you, my rose? |
19926 | How shall the hearer be otherwise than ridiculous? |
19926 | How we gwine ter do it?" |
19926 | How would the intimation have been received that Warren and his associates should have waited a better time? |
19926 | How you was? |
19926 | I The Wind and the Beam loved the Rose, And the Rose loved one; For who seeks the Wind where it blows? |
19926 | I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? |
19926 | I generally say it''s a good ting, don''d I? |
19926 | I must disguise my voice.--Will not Miss Languish lend an ear to the mild accents of true love? |
19926 | I must fly, but follow quick, We are six ships of the line; can we fight with fifty- three?" |
19926 | I never met His face before, but, at first view, I felt quite sure that God had set Himself to Satan; who would spend A minute''s mistrust on the end? |
19926 | I only gave the gondolier his name, And said,"You know him?" |
19926 | I put on de ham an''some mo''dishes, an''marsa says, lookin''up:"''I t''ought dere was a roast goose, Chad?'' |
19926 | I said:"You are a chemist?" |
19926 | I say to myself what profit comes to me from my labors, while the hearers do not choose to benefit by what they hear from me? |
19926 | I says,''How''s Miss Butters now, Ithuriel?'' |
19926 | I smiled-- for what had I to fear? |
19926 | I was daffy, Jawn, d''ye mind? |
19926 | I went down to open it with a light heart-- for what had I now to fear? |
19926 | I whispered to the mother and asked:"Why did you wait so long to send for me? |
19926 | I wonder whether the king will do anything for him? |
19926 | I, who have died once and been laid in tomb? |
19926 | I? |
19926 | IV How can the Wind its love reveal? |
19926 | If I doubted? |
19926 | If I rest here a-- a moment? |
19926 | If every treaty may be overthrown by which states have been settled into a nation, what form of political union may not on like grounds be severed? |
19926 | If the existence of Burnes was but a troubled dream, his death oblivion, what avails it that the Senate should pause to recount his virtues? |
19926 | If the gold standard is a bad thing, why should we wait until other nations are willing to help us to let go? |
19926 | If the gold standard is a good thing, why try to get rid of it? |
19926 | If the gold standard is the standard of civilization, why should we not have it? |
19926 | If this be Juan''s page, why, where is Miriam? |
19926 | If this be so what are they worth? |
19926 | If this be true, how do you propose to improve the condition of things by enlarging it? |
19926 | If we say this of ourselves, shall we say less of the slave- holders? |
19926 | If you break up the Whig party, sir, where am I to go?" |
19926 | If you make requisitions and they are not complied with what is to be done? |
19926 | In what vain conceit of wisdom and virtue do you find this incongruous morality? |
19926 | In yonder villa? |
19926 | Indeed, Pygmalion; then it is wrong To think that one is exquisitely fair? |
19926 | Indeed, among elegant men I fancy myself in the van; But what is the value of that, When I''m a superfluous man? |
19926 | Is he always so, my good woman? |
19926 | Is he goin''ter split er rain on dat fence? |
19926 | Is it Direxia? |
19926 | Is it not a magnificent sight, to see that strange soldier and that noble black horse dashing, like a meteor, down the long columns of battle? |
19926 | Is it not the same virtue which does everything for us here in England? |
19926 | Is it possible To say one thing and mean another? |
19926 | Is it possible, can it be believed, that ministers are yet blind to this impending destruction? |
19926 | Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? |
19926 | Is it you, Jack?" |
19926 | Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? |
19926 | Is not all nature decked with stillness and silence? |
19926 | Is she within? |
19926 | Is sin so pleasant? |
19926 | Is that all? |
19926 | Is that the truth? |
19926 | Is the assertion of such freedom before the age? |
19926 | Is the wig fit to put on? |
19926 | Is there anything else you wish to retrench or alter, gentlemen? |
19926 | Is this a jest? |
19926 | Is this so? |
19926 | Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? |
19926 | Is this the world? |
19926 | Is this you?" |
19926 | Is''t death to fall for Freedom''s right? |
19926 | Isidore, which do I prefer, boots or shoes? |
19926 | It has ravaged how many of our homes, it has wrung how many of the hearts before me? |
19926 | It is n''t the fact that you''re licked that counts; It''s how did you fight-- and why? |
19926 | Its symptoms? |
19926 | Jealous? |
19926 | Just fill that mug up with lukewarm water, William, will you?" |
19926 | Just now, as we was comin''along togedder, Schneider and me-- I don''d know if you know Schneider myself? |
19926 | Know him, madam? |
19926 | Know you not that you are wedded to my son, Claude Melnotte? |
19926 | Know you not, then, madam, that this young man is of poor though honest parents? |
19926 | Leave that to you? |
19926 | Let go my head, won''d you? |
19926 | Let that dog Schneider alone, will you? |
19926 | Like an orange? |
19926 | Look hyeah, ai n''t you jokin'', honey? |
19926 | MAMMY''S PICKANIN''LUCY DEAN JENKINS Now, whah d''ye s''pose dat chile is? |
19926 | MARCUS TULLIUS CICERO ORATION AGAINST ANTONY[27] Who is there who does not see that Antonius has been adjudged to be an enemy? |
19926 | MR. H. For supper, sir? |
19926 | MR. H. Punch, sir? |
19926 | MRS. M. What business have you, miss, with preference and aversion? |
19926 | Mandy, mek dat chile keep still; Do n''t you hyeah de echoes callin'', F''om de valley to de hill? |
19926 | Marfa went up to him, and looking straight into his eyes, said,"Art thou not the son of Peter and Marfa Strogoff?" |
19926 | Miriam? |
19926 | Mr. Rabbit''low,"Kin you jump out?" |
19926 | Mr. Rabbit''low,"Kin you jump out?" |
19926 | Mr. Rabbit''low,"Kin you jump out?" |
19926 | Mrs. Squeers, my dear, will you take the money? |
19926 | Must not the mass, in its conscience, be like the individuals of which it is composed? |
19926 | My dear fellow, why, what do you call those things upon your feet? |
19926 | My lords, what is it that we want here to a great act of national justice? |
19926 | My love is different in kind to thine; I am no sculptor, and I''ve done no work, Yet I do love thee; say-- what love is mine? |
19926 | Nickleby?" |
19926 | No? |
19926 | Not her dressing- maid? |
19926 | Not so; has not a monarch''s second son More cause for anger that he lacks a throne Than he whose lot is cast in slavery? |
19926 | Not thine, nor mine, to question or reply When He commands us, asking''how?'' |
19926 | Not to please your father, sir? |
19926 | Now then, where''s the first boy?" |
19926 | Now what voting power are the eighty members to have? |
19926 | Now where are you going?" |
19926 | Now, Mr. Brummell, can you pay me-- or ca n''t you-- or wo n''t you? |
19926 | Now, is it?" |
19926 | Now, what answer has New England to this message? |
19926 | Now, what''s de mattah, honey? |
19926 | O Father,"Where does the whiteness go? |
19926 | Obstinate as ever?" |
19926 | Oh, Englishmen, would you let a minority dictate in such a way to you? |
19926 | Oh, ca n''t you reach that ladder? |
19926 | Oh, well; dere, now, don''d you cry, don''d you cry, Gretchen; you hear what I said? |
19926 | Oh, what is to be done? |
19926 | On your honor? |
19926 | One great big green frog up an''holler,"W''at de matter? |
19926 | Or at the casement seen her stand? |
19926 | Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? |
19926 | Or loves not the Sun? |
19926 | Our elder boy has got the clear Great brow; though when his brother''s black Full eye shows scorn, it... Gismond here? |
19926 | Pardon me, monsieur inn- keeper,--what is your name?" |
19926 | People of Hungary, will you die under the exterminating sword of the Russians? |
19926 | Plain Jack and Jill? |
19926 | Poor lady-- dare I tell her, Claude? |
19926 | Pray, sir, who is the lady? |
19926 | Remember, hey? |
19926 | S''pose two men side by side pray diffunt-- an''wid faith-- what happen? |
19926 | SIR A. Aye, a wife-- why, did not I mention her before? |
19926 | Say, Meenie, is de ole wild cat home? |
19926 | Say, hast thou lied?" |
19926 | Say, hev ye got any shiners?" |
19926 | See my two kids?" |
19926 | 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? |
19926 | Seest thou these bracelets and this chain? |
19926 | Shall she who sinned so bold at night Unblushing, queen it in the day? |
19926 | Shall the mass, in relation with other masses, do what individuals in relation with each other may not do? |
19926 | Shall we be tenderer over them than over ourselves? |
19926 | Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? |
19926 | Shall we make their creed our jailer? |
19926 | Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? |
19926 | Shall we take the old Confederation as a basis of a new system? |
19926 | Shall we try argument? |
19926 | She is no more to thee than senseless stone? |
19926 | She loves thee? |
19926 | She squints, do n''t she? |
19926 | Shut now the volume of history and tell me, on any principle of human probability, what shall be the fate of this handful of adventurers? |
19926 | Since, therefore, in all other things we differ from them, shall we agree with them in our sentiments respecting death? |
19926 | So I went straight up and saw him, and he said:"Well, what''s the matter with you?" |
19926 | So much before the age as to leave one no right to make it because it displeases the community? |
19926 | So soon, and for so long? |
19926 | So this very afternoon that''s comin'', he''s to go? |
19926 | So thought Palmyra-- where is she? |
19926 | So you know the Prince? |
19926 | So, then, you have no turn for politics, I find? |
19926 | So, you are come-- your dagger in your hand? |
19926 | So, you will fly out? |
19926 | Sosia, how much dost thou require to make up thy freedom?" |
19926 | Still what, Pauline? |
19926 | THOMAS CAMPBELL What''s hallowed ground? |
19926 | Tell me, politician, how long did this shadow of a colony, on which your conventions and treaties had not smiled, languish on the distant coast? |
19926 | That I escape the pains thou hast to bear? |
19926 | That is well said; thou dost not love her then? |
19926 | That was n''t very sensible, was it?" |
19926 | The Page? |
19926 | The dog Schneider? |
19926 | The lady''s name, sir? |
19926 | The maiden answers,"Let us wait, To borrow trouble where''s the need?" |
19926 | The men who cry out for secession of the Southern States in America would say,"Kent seceding? |
19926 | The mornin''was bright, an''the mists rose on high, An''the lark whistled merrily in the clear sky; But why are the men standin''idle so late? |
19926 | The self- same question, Brahma asked,"Hast thou been through purgatory?" |
19926 | Then I am beautiful? |
19926 | Then he said:"Cold lips and breasts without breath, Is there no voice, no language of death? |
19926 | Then is this life? |
19926 | Then the question before us is: Is she or is she not to vote so strongly upon matters purely British? |
19926 | Then there are other men in this strange world? |
19926 | 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? |
19926 | Then, a- slyly lookin''round, She says:"Did you hear me, Ben?" |
19926 | Then, with a cloud upon his face,"What shall we do,"he turned to say,"Should he refuse to take his pay From what is in the pillow- case?" |
19926 | Then:"Thy name?" |
19926 | There were men with hoary hair amidst that pilgrim band; Why had they come to wither there, away from their childhood''s land? |
19926 | They tell us, sir, that we are weak, unable to cope with so formidable an adversary; but when shall we be stronger? |
19926 | Third boy, what''s a horse?" |
19926 | This being the case can we suppose it wise to hazard a civil war? |
19926 | This is my grandson''s room-- he died here-- what''s the matter-- feel faint-- hey?" |
19926 | This room? |
19926 | Though he told me, who will believe it was said? |
19926 | Thy love for her is dead? |
19926 | To Marc or Claudian? |
19926 | Tree?" |
19926 | Tree?" |
19926 | Turn those tracks toward past or future that make Plymouth Rock sublime? |
19926 | Turquoise? |
19926 | Und den she says vile she gries,"Leedle childs, don''d you got some names?" |
19926 | Und she is extonished, und says,"Vot is dis aboud dot?" |
19926 | VON B. Ah, yes, that''s all right, Rip, very funny, very funny; but what do you say to a glass of liquor, Rip? |
19926 | Vot gold is dot?" |
19926 | W''at de matter?" |
19926 | WHAT''S HALLOWED GROUND? |
19926 | WHEN MALINDY SINGS[77] PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR G''way an''quit dat noise, Miss Lucy-- Put dat music book away; What''s de use to keep on tryin''? |
19926 | Warm work, now and then, at elections, I suppose? |
19926 | Was Hampden imprudent when he drew the sword and threw away the scabbard? |
19926 | Was ever such a request made to a man in his own house? |
19926 | Was it for this that heaven gave me life? |
19926 | Was it possible they heard not? |
19926 | Was it received as a proposition to slaughter thousands of our fellow- creatures? |
19926 | Was it the winter''s storm, beating upon the houseless heads of women and children? |
19926 | Was it viewed at once in the light in which a Christian nation should immediately and most earnestly consider it? |
19926 | Was that thunder? |
19926 | We baffled the aspirations of a people for liberty?" |
19926 | Well, now, Derrick, what do I generally say to a glass? |
19926 | Well, now, let me see, who was dat I called a wild cat? |
19926 | Well, put your foot on-- Now ye ai n''t agoin''ter be afraid are ye? |
19926 | Well, sir? |
19926 | Well, well, what''s that? |
19926 | Well? |
19926 | Were they afraid that I should be afraid? |
19926 | Were we so much to blame? |
19926 | Were you at the opera last night? |
19926 | What I answered? |
19926 | What are you doing here?" |
19926 | What better school was ever seen in which to learn the lesson of mutual esteem and forbearance than this great exposition? |
19926 | What blight and ruin met his anguished eyes, whose lips may tell? |
19926 | What can alone ennoble fight? |
19926 | What can the girl mean? |
19926 | What come they to talk of? |
19926 | What crime, madam, have I committed, to be treated thus? |
19926 | What de Lord goin''do?" |
19926 | What did Philip first make himself master of after the peace? |
19926 | What did she say When last she left thee? |
19926 | What does he at the villa? |
19926 | What does he do-- this hero in gray with a heart of gold? |
19926 | What doest thou, O Lord? |
19926 | What dost thou mean? |
19926 | What fearful words are these? |
19926 | What good can passion do? |
19926 | What hallows ground where heroes sleep? |
19926 | What has been the opinion which Decimus Brutus has formed of Marcus Antonius? |
19926 | What has been the result of the dilemma as it was then put forward on this side of the House and repelled by the other? |
19926 | What has ever threatened our liberty and prosperity except this institution of slavery? |
19926 | What has your philosophy got in the house for supper? |
19926 | What have I done to thee? |
19926 | What interest of the South has been invaded? |
19926 | What is a man? |
19926 | What is it that gentlemen wish? |
19926 | What is it that we hold most dear amongst us? |
19926 | What is that word? |
19926 | What is this place? |
19926 | What is your present situation there? |
19926 | What justice has been denied? |
19926 | What kind of love is that? |
19926 | What makes it be wet spots''stead o''snow, When it gets in where it''s warm?" |
19926 | What more adverse decisions, O Marcus Antonius, can you want? |
19926 | What mortal shall restrict the application of these words? |
19926 | What must I ask? |
19926 | What new light dawned upon him? |
19926 | What picture does this idea present to our view? |
19926 | What reasons can you give to the nations of the earth to justify it? |
19926 | What right has the North assailed? |
19926 | What said the billet? |
19926 | What says the body when they spring Some monstrous torture- engine''s whole Strength on it? |
19926 | What should he do, he wondered? |
19926 | What sought they thus afar? |
19926 | What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? |
19926 | What the devil shall I do? |
19926 | What then became of those splendid titles by which our pride is flattered? |
19926 | What think you of Miss Lydia Languish? |
19926 | What was the slight of a poor powerless girl To the deep wrong of this most vile revenge? |
19926 | What was then taking place in his soul? |
19926 | What will they not utter concerning us? |
19926 | What would they have? |
19926 | What would you have? |
19926 | What wouldst thou with her now? |
19926 | What you want to do a ting like dat for? |
19926 | What''s dat? |
19926 | What''s hallowed ground? |
19926 | What''s here? |
19926 | What''s that to you, sir? |
19926 | What''s that? |
19926 | What''s the matter? |
19926 | What''s the matter? |
19926 | What, did n''t you hear about dat, de day what Gretchen she like to got drownded? |
19926 | What, did not the Martial legion decide by its resolutions that Antonius was an enemy before the Senate had come to any resolution? |
19926 | What, does the opinion of Decimus Brutus which has this day reached us appear to any one deserving of being lightly esteemed? |
19926 | What, sir, have I lived Three times four weeks your wedded loyal wife, And do not know your follies? |
19926 | What, sir, is the cure for this great evil? |
19926 | What, the Languishes of Worcestershire? |
19926 | What, then, can you do? |
19926 | What, then, shall we do? |
19926 | What, then, you stole from him? |
19926 | What, you are recruiting here, hey? |
19926 | What-- what is to be done? |
19926 | What? |
19926 | What? |
19926 | When I was in Naples, I asked Thomas Fowell Buxton,"Is Daniel O''Connell an honest man?" |
19926 | When recently the suggestion of war was thrown out to this people, what reception did it meet? |
19926 | When was there so much iniquity ever laid to the charge of any one? |
19926 | When we asked a three- fifths representation in Congress for our slaves, was it not granted? |
19926 | When we was first got married? |
19926 | When will he come and tell me he forgives And loves me still? |
19926 | Whence came I? |
19926 | Whence do you draw these partial laws of an impartial God? |
19926 | Where am I going? |
19926 | Where am I, then? |
19926 | Where am I? |
19926 | Where am I? |
19926 | Where are they all?" |
19926 | Where can you find them purer than in Scotland? |
19926 | Where did you say he--""Why, good evening, Malviny, what was it you were saying?" |
19926 | Where is Bennie now?" |
19926 | Where is Bolder? |
19926 | Where is Pygmalion? |
19926 | Where is he? |
19926 | Where is he? |
19926 | Where is it declared that God, who is no respecter of persons, is a respecter of multitudes? |
19926 | Where is the mortal that could answer"no"? |
19926 | Where shall we find them brighter than in Scotland? |
19926 | Where should I go? |
19926 | Where were the gay loiterers who once lingered at the feasts and drank the rich wines of the house of Glaucus? |
19926 | Where will you find them brighter than in Scotland? |
19926 | Where''s the second boy?" |
19926 | Which is Mr. Marlow? |
19926 | Which is your room?" |
19926 | Which of the two would fail first? |
19926 | Which would fall first? |
19926 | Who art thou that complainest of thy life of toil? |
19926 | Who called? |
19926 | Who can tell the new thoughts that have been awakened, and ambitions fired, and the high achievements that will be wrought through this Exposition? |
19926 | Who could look on that face and stifle love? |
19926 | Who dat says dat humble praises Wif de Master nevah counts? |
19926 | Who has not known a Carcassonne? |
19926 | Who invents this libel on his country? |
19926 | Who is Bennie?" |
19926 | Who is this? |
19926 | Who on earth is empowered to vary or abridge the commandments of God? |
19926 | Who then thinks he is consul except a few robbers? |
19926 | Who was dat I called a wild cat? |
19926 | Who was more worthy to command you, and in whom did you find command more honorable? |
19926 | Who was that you called a wild cat? |
19926 | Who was the queen then? |
19926 | Who was the rider of the black horse? |
19926 | Who will talk to me in those long nights? |
19926 | Who''s dis feller dat''s a- comin''? |
19926 | Whose child is that? |
19926 | Why are there''wet spots''stead o''snow''On my cheek as I face the storm?" |
19926 | Why are these lights? |
19926 | Why did n''t you trot that old woman aboard her train? |
19926 | Why did the gods then send me here to thee? |
19926 | Why do n''t you begin, Jack? |
19926 | Why had he stopped? |
19926 | Why had n''t I got housemaid''s knee? |
19926 | Why is it that within three months such a change has come over the country? |
19926 | Why loved he not Beata? |
19926 | Why make that full- blown rose Into a bud again? |
19926 | Why slumberest thou? |
19926 | Why so? |
19926 | Why stand we here idle? |
19926 | Why this change? |
19926 | Why this invidious reservation? |
19926 | Why would they not be gone? |
19926 | Why, Mrs. Malaprop, in moderation, now, what would you have a woman know? |
19926 | Why, of course it is a likely story-- ain''t he my dog? |
19926 | Why, s''posing the world did come to an end? |
19926 | Why, what difference does that make? |
19926 | Why? |
19926 | Why? |
19926 | Will it be the next week, or the next year? |
19926 | Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? |
19926 | Will not ye too come, ye whom he honored by making you his friends? |
19926 | Will she permit the prejudice of war to remain in the hearts of the conquerors, when it has died in the hearts of the conquered? |
19926 | Will she withhold, save in strained courtesy, the hand which straight from his soldier''s heart Grant offered to Lee at Appomattox? |
19926 | Will they eat us up too?" |
19926 | Will you be so good as to pledge me, sir? |
19926 | Will you behold your villages in flames, and your harvests destroyed? |
19926 | Will you call me a name I want you to call me?" |
19926 | Will you die of hunger on the land which your sweat has made fertile? |
19926 | Will you give me something to eat and a bed? |
19926 | Will you look on while the Kossacks of the far north tread under foot the bodies of your fathers, mothers, wives and children? |
19926 | Will you see a part of your fellow- citizens sent to the wilds of Siberia, made to serve in the wars of tyrants, or bleed under the murderous knout? |
19926 | Will you so? |
19926 | Will you take a husband of your friend''s choosing? |
19926 | Will your lordships submit to hear the corrupt practices of mankind made the principles of Government? |
19926 | With a doubtful brow He scanned the doubtful task, and muttered,"How?" |
19926 | With three such saints Lupon is trebly blest; But, Lord, I fain would know which loves thee best?" |
19926 | With what kind of love? |
19926 | With whom then wouldst thou fight? |
19926 | Wo n''t you forgive me? |
19926 | Worshipers of light ancestral make the present light a crime; Was the Mayflower launched by cowards, steered by men behind their time? |
19926 | Would I? |
19926 | Would you give it up? |
19926 | Would you witness greatness? |
19926 | Yes, Jack, the independence I was talking of is by a marriage,--the fortune is saddled with a wife; but I suppose that makes no difference? |
19926 | Yet the sound increased-- and what could I do? |
19926 | Yet thou lovest me? |
19926 | You all know your posts and your places, and can show that you have been used to good company, without stirring from home? |
19926 | You are beaten to earth? |
19926 | You brought a billet to the Countess-- well? |
19926 | You do, do you? |
19926 | You goin''ter git rain, Ben?" |
19926 | You goin''to drink dat? |
19926 | You have been playing the hypocrite, hey? |
19926 | You knew what I was called?" |
19926 | You light your candles for me? |
19926 | You must want a bald- headed husband, don''d you? |
19926 | You ordered that thick bread and butter for three, did you?" |
19926 | You prefer boots then, sir, doubtless? |
19926 | You receive me into your house? |
19926 | You reckon Mr. Ed''ards let er nigger stay on dis place an''pray fer rain when he cuttin''oats? |
19926 | You will not harm me, sir? |
19926 | Your armies in the last war effected everything that could be effected; and what was it? |
19926 | Your lips compressed and blanchèd, and your hair Tumbled wildly all about your eyes, Like a river- god''s? |
19926 | Yours? |
19926 | Yours? |
19926 | [ MATTHIS_ stooping, goes a few steps as if following a trail._] The axe-- where is the axe? |
19926 | [_ In broken tones, almost sobbing._] But where will I go? |
19926 | [_ Touching him._] Art flesh? |
19926 | a pretty figure of a man? |
19926 | almost twelve? |
19926 | and what is here? |
19926 | are you Americans, men, and fly before British soldiers? |
19926 | are you goin''to drive me away like a dog on a night like dis? |
19926 | are you struck dumb? |
19926 | art man? |
19926 | asked Mrs. Jaquith;"my dear soul, what brings you out so early in the morning? |
19926 | ca n''t you speak? |
19926 | do you mark me well? |
19926 | do you seek usefulness? |
19926 | do you think we have brought down the whole joiner''s company, or the corporation of Bedford? |
19926 | does she honor and obey? |
19926 | feel pretty well, hey? |
19926 | has my Paris wig arrived? |
19926 | have fiends a parent? |
19926 | how canst thou prove That bright love of thine? |
19926 | how could you, could you do it-- my own little piece that I loved so much? |
19926 | how sinn''d against thee, That thou shouldst crush me thus? |
19926 | is it? |
19926 | just for a few paltry thalers and a beggarly violin, to work myself to death? |
19926 | man, have n''t you been long enough with me to know that these are not moments when I can speak or listen? |
19926 | my father? |
19926 | not more? |
19926 | or but The shadows seen in sleep? |
19926 | or''why?'' |
19926 | pretty page, who owns you? |
19926 | said the grave prætor--"who is there?" |
19926 | said the prætor,"what means this raving?" |
19926 | say, is dat you, Gretchen? |
19926 | she''s as mad as Bedlam!--or has this fellow been playing us a rogue''s trick? |
19926 | straight he saith,"Where is my wife, Elizabeth?" |
19926 | that''s the milk and water, is it, William? |
19926 | then I''m not original? |
19926 | thus to find glory in an act, performed by a nation, which you condemn as a crime or a barbarism, when committed by an individual? |
19926 | und she says,"Vot gold is dot? |
19926 | was it disease? |
19926 | was it hard labor and spare meals? |
19926 | was it the tomahawk? |
19926 | what come they to see? |
19926 | what could I do? |
19926 | what do I hear? |
19926 | what think you of blooming, love- breathing seventeen? |
19926 | what''s de matter? |
19926 | what? |
19926 | what? |
19926 | where are you? |
19926 | who is with you?" |
19926 | why do n''t you speak? |
19926 | wish you that I should sing of love?" |
19926 | wot do they understand? |
19926 | would you do homage at the shrine of literature? |
19926 | would you know the law, the true, sole expression of the people''s will? |
19926 | would you visit her clearest founts? |
19926 | your rank and wealth, Your pearls and splendors-- what did they avail Against the sharp stiletto''s little point? |
7211 | And what is death? 7211 And what''s that to you?" |
7211 | And who''s your masther? |
7211 | But why do I talk of death, That Phantom of grizzly bone? 7211 Can you? |
7211 | Did n''t I see you give that gentlewoman a leather for four- pence, this blessed minit? |
7211 | Did you, sir, throw up a black crow? |
7211 | From whose, I pray? |
7211 | Have not,says Quintilion,"our hand''s the power of exciting, of restraining, of beseeching, of testifying approbation, admiration, and shame? |
7211 | His? 7211 Huff,"and"kauff;"and, pardonnez- moi, how you call d- o- u- g- h--"duff,"--eh? |
7211 | I say, whose house is that there here? |
7211 | I want a letter, sir, if you plase,said I"And whom do you want it for?" |
7211 | Is it Squire Egan you dare say goose to? |
7211 | Is it where the feathery palm- trees rise, And the date grows ripe under sunny skies? 7211 Kauff,"eh? |
7211 | Now who be ye, would cross Lochgyle, This dark and stormy water? |
7211 | O Squire Egan''s your masther? |
7211 | Plow"doe"kauff;and one more r- o- u- g- h--what you call General Taylor,--"Rauff and Ready?" |
7211 | Ruff,ha? |
7211 | Sir, did you tell? |
7211 | Then, sir, I fancy, if you please to try These in my hand will better suit your eye? |
7211 | What consarn is that of yours? |
7211 | What price was Ellsworth''s, young and brave? 7211 What reward have I then, for all my labor?" |
7211 | What sort of eyes can you have got? |
7211 | What''s your boy''s name, good wife, And in what good ship sailed he? |
7211 | What''ud I pay''levenpence for? |
7211 | What, he again? 7211 Where is my cabin- door, fast by the wild wood? |
7211 | Where may I find him? |
7211 | Who do you want it for? |
7211 | Who gave you the directions? |
7211 | Who rules the Duke? 7211 Who rules the king? |
7211 | Why is that man expiring? |
7211 | Why wait we longer, mocked, betrayed, By open foes, or those afraid To speed thy coming through my aid? 7211 Why you stupid rascal,"said he,"if you do n''t tell me his name, how can I give you his leather?" |
7211 | Yes,says I;"Have you anything to say agin it?" |
7211 | ( Are those torn clothes his best?) |
7211 | -- What would''st thou think of him who thus could drive thy comrade from the door? |
7211 | --"And pray, sir, what was''t?" |
7211 | --"I do n''t know what it is,"Replied his friend.--"No? |
7211 | --"Well come, sir, if you please, Here is another sort; we''ll e''en try these; Still somewhat more they magnify the letter, Now, sir?" |
7211 | --"what is he gone? |
7211 | --Nay, ruler of the rebel deep, What matters wind or wave? |
7211 | --Who says this? |
7211 | A wife, sir, did you say? |
7211 | AM I FOR PEACE? |
7211 | Abhor the sword-- stigmatize the sword? |
7211 | Abhor the sword-- stigmatize the sword? |
7211 | Abhor the sword-- stigmatize the sword? |
7211 | About my own boy John? |
7211 | Ah oui; I understand, it is"dauff,"--eh? |
7211 | All this? |
7211 | Ambition? |
7211 | An American no longer? |
7211 | And I ask, What good does anything do? |
7211 | And are gentlemen insensible to their deeds, to the value of them in animating the country in the hour of peril hereafter? |
7211 | And are we prepared to barter these hopes, this sublime moral empire, for conquests by force? |
7211 | And by what definition do you award the name to the creator of an epic, and deny it to the creator of a country? |
7211 | And can he bear, think you, can he bear the sympathizing agonies of a distressed wife? |
7211 | And do we owe all this to the kind succor of the mother- country? |
7211 | And does not Fame speak of me, too? |
7211 | And even if we condescend so far, still can we be justified in taking them, unless we have clear proof that they are criminals? |
7211 | And for what? |
7211 | And hopest thou hence unscathed to go? |
7211 | And how have their fortunes and their power increased, but as the commonwealth has been ruined and impoverished? |
7211 | And how? |
7211 | And if we conquer, what is our policy? |
7211 | And is it possible that neither of these causes, that not all combined, were able to blast this bud of lope? |
7211 | And is the old flag flying still That o''er your fathers flew, With bands of white and rosy light, And field of starry blue? |
7211 | And is there any part of your conduct in which you are, or wish to be, without law to God, and not under the law of Jesus Christ? |
7211 | And is there, amidst this universal wreck, nothing stable, nothing abiding, notating immortal, on which poor, frail, dying man can fasten? |
7211 | And is this all that remains of him?--During a life so transitory, what lasting monument then can our fondest hopes erect? |
7211 | And is this the way, sir, that you are to show yourselves the advocates of order? |
7211 | And murder sullies in Heaven''s sight The sword he draws:-- What can alone ennoble fight? |
7211 | And must I never see thee more, My pretty, pretty, pretty lad? |
7211 | And now what would he do, what would he be if he were here to- day? |
7211 | And now, may I make so bold as to ask whose name I shall enter in my books? |
7211 | And now, my good sir, what may your trouble be? |
7211 | And pray, sir, what in the world is equal to it? |
7211 | And shall we, sir, the pride of our age, the terror of Europe, submit to this humiliating sacrifice of our honor? |
7211 | And since we must fight it through, why not put ourselves in a state to enjoy all the benefits of victory if we gain the victory? |
7211 | And so you ran off, did you? |
7211 | And so you turned sailor to get there? |
7211 | And the thing the farmer uses, how you call him, p- l- o- u- g- h,--"pluff,"is it? |
7211 | And they who founded, in our land, The power that rules from sea to sea, Bled they in vain, or vainly planned To leave their country great and free? |
7211 | And thus the question which had been so often asked, Will the negroes fight? |
7211 | And we who wear thy glorious name, Shall we, like cravens, stand apart, When those whom thou hast trusted, aim The death- blow at thy generous heart? |
7211 | And what does this allusion to the slow coach mean? |
7211 | And what good does that do? |
7211 | And what have we to oppose to them?--Shall we try argument? |
7211 | And what is a conqueror? |
7211 | And what is our country? |
7211 | And what is religion? |
7211 | And what is the amount of this debt? |
7211 | And what is the nature of the times in which we live? |
7211 | And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man? |
7211 | And what were the women of the United States in the struggle of the Revolution? |
7211 | And what would be its termination? |
7211 | And what''s in prayer, but this twofold force,-- To be forestalled, ere we come to fall, Or pardoned being down? |
7211 | And what? |
7211 | And where are the foes who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle''s confusion, A home and a country should leave us no more? |
7211 | And where are ye to- day? |
7211 | And where are ye, O fearless men? |
7211 | And where did this seemingly great power go for its support and refuge? |
7211 | And where is the bosom- friend, dearer than all? |
7211 | And who commanded,--and the silence came,--"Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest"? |
7211 | And who, I pray, is to judge of their necessity? |
7211 | And why should I speak low, sailor? |
7211 | And why? |
7211 | And will you preach insurrection to men like these? |
7211 | And will you? |
7211 | And yet, of those lost words is not our whole America one immortal record and reporter? |
7211 | And, if the war must go on, why put off longer the Declaration of Independence? |
7211 | And, sir, is that spirit to be charged here, in this hall where we are sitting, as being"discreditable"to our country''s name? |
7211 | Are despots alone to be reproached for unfeeling indifference to the tears and blood of their subjects? |
7211 | Are men fed with chaff and husks? |
7211 | Are not the streets better paved, houses repaired and beautified?" |
7211 | Are republicans irresponsible? |
7211 | Are they dead that yet act? |
7211 | Are they dead that yet move upon society, and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism? |
7211 | Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? |
7211 | Are they dead, too? |
7211 | Are they not intended for disorganization in our very midst? |
7211 | Are they not intended to animate our enemies? |
7211 | Are they not intended to destroy our zeal? |
7211 | Are they not intended to dull our weapons? |
7211 | Are we in peace? |
7211 | Are we in war, or under a necessity, as at this time, to enter into a war? |
7211 | Are we not yet revenged?" |
7211 | Are we proposing to disturb it? |
7211 | Are we to resort to the sword when we get defeated at the ballot- box? |
7211 | Are we, then, so much alike? |
7211 | Are women to have no opinions or actions on subjects relating to the general welfare? |
7211 | Are you a native, sir? |
7211 | Are you girded for the fight? |
7211 | Are you good men and true? |
7211 | Are you more stubborn- hard than hammered iron? |
7211 | Are you really prepared to determine, but not to hear, the mighty cause, upon which a Nation''s hopes and fears hang? |
7211 | Are you sick, Hubert? |
7211 | Are your vigilance, your police your common powers of observation, to be extinguished by putting an end to the horrors of war? |
7211 | Arrah, sir, why would I let you be chated, when he was selling them before my face for four- pence a- piece? |
7211 | Ashamed of these tokens and titles, and envious of the flaunting robes of imbecile idleness and vanity? |
7211 | Ashamed to toil, art thou? |
7211 | Ask Him, if your knotted scourges, Matches, blood- extorting screws, Are the means that duty urges Agents of His will to use? |
7211 | Be we men, And suffer such dishonor?--men, and wash not The stain away in blood? |
7211 | Bernard,"quoth Alphonso,"What means this warlike guise? |
7211 | Bought it? |
7211 | Bright jewels of the mine? |
7211 | But I did not call him to order, why? |
7211 | But I have had vat you call e- n- o- u- g- h,--ha? |
7211 | But I would ask, does the recollection of Bunker''s Hill, Saratoga, and Yorktown, afford no pleasure? |
7211 | But if he bar New England out in the cold, what then? |
7211 | But is such to be the fate of Massachusetts,--of New England? |
7211 | But shall you escape the common fate of the instrument of evil? |
7211 | But strew his ashes to the wind Whose sword or voice has served mankind-- And is he dead, whose glorious mind Lifts thine on high? |
7211 | But take the subject in the other way; take it on the grounds stated by the right honorable gentleman over the way, and how does it stand? |
7211 | But the question is asked, Shall we vote money for this purpose? |
7211 | But the right to take ten pounds, implies the right to take a thousand; and what must be the wealth that avarice, aided by power, can not exhaust? |
7211 | But to him, mouldering in his narrow and humble habitation, what are they? |
7211 | But what from traitor''s blood should spring, Save traitor like to thee? |
7211 | But what had we done? |
7211 | But what is politics? |
7211 | But what is this good for? |
7211 | But what need that I exhort you? |
7211 | But what will all their efforts avail? |
7211 | But when shall we be stronger? |
7211 | But where are they? |
7211 | But who are they that our dastardly enemies thus despise?--the consuls, or you, Romans? |
7211 | But will his country receive him? |
7211 | But you take a little more punch after that? |
7211 | But, considered simply as an intellectual production, who will compare the poems of Homer with the Holy Scriptures of the Old and New Testaments? |
7211 | By allowing it to continue even for one hour, do not my right honorable friends weaken-- do they not desert their own arguments of its injustice? |
7211 | By that sin fell the angels: how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by''t? |
7211 | Ca n''t you be cool like me? |
7211 | Call you that chivalry? |
7211 | Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? |
7211 | Can he endure the formidable presence of scrutinizing, sneering domestics? |
7211 | Can it be that America, under such circumstances, can betray herself? |
7211 | Can it be that she is to be added to the catalogue of republics, the inscription upon whose ruins is: THEY WERE, BUT THEY ARE NOT? |
7211 | Can ministers still presume to expect support in their infatuation? |
7211 | Can not this state of probation be as well undergone without adding to the catalogue of human sufferings? |
7211 | Can parliament be so dead to its dignity and duty, as to give their support to measures thus obtruded and forced upon them? |
7211 | Can sin, can death your worlds obscure? |
7211 | Can they take it upon them to say, that an Indian peace, under these circumstances, will prove firm? |
7211 | Can we cast our votes with their view, and against our own? |
7211 | Can you not come another day?" |
7211 | Can you persuade yourselves that political men and measures are to undergo no review in the judgment to come? |
7211 | Can you say nothing else but money, money, money? |
7211 | Can you, sir, lightly contemplate these consequences? |
7211 | Compassion!--What compassion? |
7211 | Cut off from all hope of royal clemency what are you, what can you be, while the power of England remains, but outlaws? |
7211 | Did I say, better? |
7211 | Did Rolla ever counsel dishonor to his friend? |
7211 | Did he break your head, then? |
7211 | Did it remain their long? |
7211 | Did n''t you pay what he asked? |
7211 | Did not great Julius bleed for justice''sake? |
7211 | Did the battle of Thermopylà ¦ preserve Greece but once? |
7211 | Did the gentleman never hear of the deed of Jael, who slew the dreaded enemy of her country? |
7211 | Did they bring"discredit"on their sex by mingling in politics? |
7211 | Did they never get beaten before? |
7211 | Did you arrive there safely? |
7211 | Did you never hear of Demosthenes, sir, the Athenian orator? |
7211 | Did you say nothing of a crow at all?" |
7211 | Did you take them? |
7211 | Do I love them? |
7211 | Do not men toil? |
7211 | Do the men of England care not, mother, The great men and the high, For the suffering sons of Erin''s isle, Whether they live or die? |
7211 | Do they not, in pointing out places and persons, discharge the duty of adverbs and pronouns? |
7211 | Do we mean to submit to the measures of Parliament, Boston Port Bill and all? |
7211 | Do we mean to submit, and consent that we ourselves shall be ground to powder, and our Country and its rights trodden down in the dust? |
7211 | Do we want a cause, my Lords? |
7211 | Do we want a proof and illustration of all this? |
7211 | Do we want a tribunal? |
7211 | Do ye fear him? |
7211 | Do ye not know his companions? |
7211 | Do ye not know his whole house-- insolent-- impure-- gamesters-- drunkards? |
7211 | Do ye not know this Antony? |
7211 | Do ye not read them, deep cut, defying the tooth of time, on all the marble of our greatness? |
7211 | Do you belong to this house, friend? |
7211 | Do you confess so much? |
7211 | Do you know where Marblehead is? |
7211 | Do you like my voice, James? |
7211 | Do you remind me that we did not return your escaped slaves? |
7211 | Do you reply that in many instances they have violated this compact, and have not been faithful to their engagements? |
7211 | Do you suppose he plans for an imaginary line to divide South Carolina from New York and Massachusetts? |
7211 | Do you think I''ll take a fee for telling you what you know as well as myself? |
7211 | Do you think I''m a fool?" |
7211 | Do you think it wise or humane at this moment to insult them, by sticking up in a pillory the man who dared to stand forth as their advocate? |
7211 | Do you think that single point worth the sacrifice of everything else? |
7211 | Do you think that the benefit they receive should be poisoned by the stings of vengeance? |
7211 | Do you think those yells will be forgotten? |
7211 | Do you want a criminal, my Lords? |
7211 | Does a railroad or canal do good? |
7211 | Does any one ask for the signs of this approaching era? |
7211 | Does anything do any good? |
7211 | Does he not feel that it is as honorable to owe it to these, as to being the accident of an accident? |
7211 | Does he not remember Cornelia, the mother of the Gracchi, who declared that her children were her jewels? |
7211 | Does the honorable gentleman rely on the report of the House of Lords for the foundation of his assertion? |
7211 | Does your resolution fail you for this? |
7211 | Dost thou love thy wife and children? |
7211 | Dr. Ay; pray, sir, are you a glutton? |
7211 | Dr. Do you eat no honey, or jelly, or jam, at breakfast? |
7211 | Dr. Do you take any wine during dinner? |
7211 | Dr. Not above twice a week? |
7211 | Dr. Of course you sleep well and have a good appetite? |
7211 | Dr. Then, perhaps, you are a drunkard? |
7211 | Dr. You are from the West country, I should suppose, sir? |
7211 | Dr. You take a glass of ale and porter with your cheese? |
7211 | Else why so swell the thoughts at your Aspect above? |
7211 | Fear ye foes who kill for hire? |
7211 | First, who think you the most desartless man to be constable? |
7211 | For what is the significance of this prayer? |
7211 | For whither shall he go? |
7211 | From what did it separate his province? |
7211 | Gentlemen, is the happiness of a sensitive and confiding female to be trifled away by such shallow artifices as these? |
7211 | Gentlemen, what does this mean? |
7211 | Give up the Union? |
7211 | Gleams not an eye? |
7211 | HOW''S MY BOY? |
7211 | Had she a brother? |
7211 | Had she a sister? |
7211 | Had you rather CÃ ¦ sar were living, and die all slaves; than that CÃ ¦ sar were dead, to live all freemen? |
7211 | Has Great Britain any enemy in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? |
7211 | Has He bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from His throne, the sky? |
7211 | Has earth a clod Its Maker meant not should be trod By man, the image of his God, Erect and free, Unscourged by Superstition''s rod To bow the knee? |
7211 | Has he completely done? |
7211 | Has he forgotten Esther, who, by her petition saved her people and her country? |
7211 | Has he forgotten the Spartan mother, who said to her son, when going out to battle,"My son, come back to me with thy shield, or upon thy shield?" |
7211 | Has it not here begun the master- work of man, the creation of a national life? |
7211 | Has it not, in general, contributed to the administering of that government wisely and well since? |
7211 | Has the gentleman done? |
7211 | Has the human race gone mad? |
7211 | Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course? |
7211 | Hast thou children? |
7211 | Hast thou, my child, forgot, ere this, A mother''s face, a mother''s tongue? |
7211 | Hath Cassius lived To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus, When grief and blood ill- tempered, vexeth him? |
7211 | Have any alarms been occasioned by the emancipation of our Catholic brethren? |
7211 | Have not some of these upstarts built private houses and seats, vying with the most sumptuous of our public palaces? |
7211 | Have the principles on which you ground the reproach upon cabinets and kings no practical influence, no binding force? |
7211 | Have we anything new to offer on the subject? |
7211 | Have we disturbed it? |
7211 | Have we gained nothing by the war? |
7211 | Have we suffered a defeat at Blenheim? |
7211 | Have you anything here to repair these damages? |
7211 | Have you considered the resistance, the difficulty, the danger of the attempt? |
7211 | Have you counted up the cost? |
7211 | Have you guarded well the coast? |
7211 | Have you marked and trenched the ground, Where the din of arms must sound, Ere the victor can be crowned? |
7211 | Have you marshalled all your host? |
7211 | Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rash humor, which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful? |
7211 | Have you not marked how the human heart bowed to the supremacy of his power, in the undissembled homage of deferential horror? |
7211 | Have you not marked when he entered, how the stormy wave of the multitude retired at his approach? |
7211 | Have you the heart? |
7211 | He has paid his health, his conscience, his liberty for it; and will you envy him his bargain? |
7211 | He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in CÃ ¦ sar, seem ambitious? |
7211 | He will tell you, did I say? |
7211 | Hear ye yon lion roaring in his den? |
7211 | Hem!--if it''s not an impertinent question, may I ask which way you are travelling? |
7211 | Hope ye mercy still? |
7211 | How came he to die? |
7211 | How came he to the brink of that river? |
7211 | How came this change to pass? |
7211 | How can fleeting words of human praise gild the record of their glory? |
7211 | How can we eat what is not eatable? |
7211 | How could I look to you, mother, How could I look to you, For bread to give to your starving boy, When you were starving too? |
7211 | How could my father sell that which the Great Spirit sent me into the world to live upon? |
7211 | How dare you breathe that air which wafted to the ear of Heaven the groans of those who fell a sacrifice to your accursed ambition? |
7211 | How dared he cross it? |
7211 | How do things go on at home? |
7211 | How from Rebellion''s broken reed We saw his emblem fall, As soon his cursà © d poison- weed Shall drop from Sumter''s wall? |
7211 | How have they deserved it? |
7211 | How have you passed your life? |
7211 | How is each of tile thirty States to defend itself? |
7211 | How long Will he live thus? |
7211 | How long was it before his empire was a dream, his dynasty extinguished in blood, and an enemy on his throne? |
7211 | How many of the richest are reduced, by disease, to a worse condition than this? |
7211 | How shall I define it? |
7211 | How shall I find words to describe its momentous magnificence and its beatific lustre? |
7211 | How shall it be separated? |
7211 | How sinned against you? |
7211 | How so? |
7211 | How the black war- ships came And turned the Beaufort roses''bloom To redder wreaths of flame? |
7211 | How weigh the gift that Lyon gave, Or count the cost of Winthrop''s grave? |
7211 | How will she pay for it? |
7211 | How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | How, if he will not stand? |
7211 | How, if they will not? |
7211 | I am asked, What good will the monument do? |
7211 | I am met with the great objection, What good will the Monument do? |
7211 | I an itching palm? |
7211 | I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array if its purpose be not to force us to submission? |
7211 | I ask why not"traitor,"unqualified by any epithet? |
7211 | I ca n''t approve this hawid waw;-- Why do n''t the parties compromise? |
7211 | I do n''t approve this hawid waw; Those dweadful bannahs hawt my eyes; And guns and drums are such a baw-- Why do n''t the pawties compwamise? |
7211 | I drink a good deal of beer Dr. What quantity of port do you drink? |
7211 | I durst not? |
7211 | I have a bad"cuff,"--eh? |
7211 | I have always insisted that the people of the Northern States were in no manner responsible for slavery in the Southern states; and why? |
7211 | I have likewise sent for a barber, Old F. What, is he to teach you to shave close? |
7211 | I knew the voice of Peace,--"Is there no respite?--no release?-- When shall the hopeless quarrel cease? |
7211 | I must be brief, lest resolution drop Out at mine eyes, in tender womanish tears.-- Can you not read it? |
7211 | I pause for a reply,--- None? |
7211 | I pity the dumb victim at the altar-- But does the robed priest for his pity falter? |
7211 | I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult? |
7211 | I trust it is neither too presumptuous nor too late to ask, Can you put the dearest interest of society at risk, without guilt and without remorse? |
7211 | I''d rack thee, though I knew A thousand lives were perishing in thine-- What were ten thousand to a fame like mine? |
7211 | I''m not their mother-- How''s my boy-- my boy? |
7211 | I''ve dared him oft, before the Paynim spear; Think ye he''s entered at my gate-- has come to seek me here? |
7211 | I-- the child of rank and wealth,-- Am I the wretch who clanks this chain, Bereft of freedom, friends, and health? |
7211 | If I should leave the land of my fathers, whither shall I fly? |
7211 | If I withdraw the charge, will then Your ramrod do the same?" |
7211 | If not-- what matters? |
7211 | If on the ground of injustice it ought to be abolished at last, why ought it not now? |
7211 | If we know him to be a thief, shall we not lay hands on him? |
7211 | If we postpone independence, do we mean to carry on, or to give up, the war? |
7211 | If, sir, freedom of speech is not to remain to us, what is the government worth? |
7211 | In peace, her sails fleck all the seas; Her mills shake every river; And where are scenes so fair as these God and her true hands give her? |
7211 | In the West country it is impossible, I hear to dine without punch? |
7211 | In the name of the immortal gods, what is it, Romans, you would have? |
7211 | In view of our moral, social, and political responsibilities, can we do this? |
7211 | In war, her claim who seek to rob? |
7211 | In what code of honor did you get your authority for that? |
7211 | In what do the struggles in which England has heretofore sympathized, differ from that which is now convulsing America? |
7211 | Inform me, friend, is Alonzo, the Peruvian, confined in this dungeon? |
7211 | Is Sparta dead? |
7211 | Is character valuable? |
7211 | Is his heart still? |
7211 | Is it come to this? |
7211 | Is it dangerous for nations to live in amity with each other? |
7211 | Is it fanaticism for her to believe as your Madison believed, that"slavery is a dreadful calamity?" |
7211 | Is it fanaticism for her to believe with your Henry Clay, that"slavery is a wrong, a grievous wrong, and no contingency can make it right?" |
7211 | Is it humanity? |
7211 | Is it law? |
7211 | Is it my fault that I was Geffrey''s son? |
7211 | Is it not an obligation to the service of God, founded on his authority, and extending to all our relations, personal and social? |
7211 | Is it not fair writ? |
7211 | Is it not so? |
7211 | Is it not the acknowledgment of a wish and object to create political strength, by uniting political opinions geographically? |
7211 | Is it not the science and the exercise of civil rights and civil duties? |
7211 | Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? |
7211 | Is it thus we are to understand you?" |
7211 | Is it worth anything? |
7211 | Is knowledge the pearl of price in your estimation? |
7211 | Is life so dear, or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? |
7211 | Is man possessed of talents adequate to the great occasion? |
7211 | Is mere animal life-- feeding, working, and sleeping like an ox-- entitled to be called good? |
7211 | Is mere wealth, as an ultimate end,--gold and silver, without an inquiry as to their use,--are these a good? |
7211 | Is not our own history one witness and one record of what it can do? |
7211 | Is not the city enlarged? |
7211 | Is not this the very essence of local feeling and local regard? |
7211 | Is peace a rash system? |
7211 | Is splendid folly the measure of its inspiration? |
7211 | Is that all they did to you? |
7211 | Is the mischief in you? |
7211 | Is the old Grecian spirit frozen in your veins, that ye do crouch and cower like base- born slaves, beneath your master''s lash? |
7211 | Is there a man who could not desire a participation in the national glory acquired by the war? |
7211 | Is there a right of secession in the separate States, singly or collectively, other than the right of revolution? |
7211 | Is there any good in this, stopping here? |
7211 | Is there no hand on high to shield the brave? |
7211 | Is there no remedy? |
7211 | Is there still the chill of winter and the gloom of night over thee, Fatherland? |
7211 | Is there, as ye sometimes tell us, Is there One who reigns on high? |
7211 | Is this Union a Commonwealth, a State, or is it merely a confederacy or a copartnership? |
7211 | Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? |
7211 | Is this fancy, or is it fact? |
7211 | Is this reason? |
7211 | Is this the Flower of Liberty? |
7211 | Is this the part of wise men, engaged in the great and arduous struggle for liberty? |
7211 | Is this visionary? |
7211 | Is this your promise? |
7211 | Is this, then, a time to remove the foundations, when the earth itself is shaken? |
7211 | Is wisdom its base and summit?--that which it recedes from, or tends toward? |
7211 | Is''t Yon churchyard''s bowers? |
7211 | Is''t death to fall for freedom''s right? |
7211 | Is''t possible? |
7211 | John saw Versailles from Marlà ©''s height, And cried, astonished at the sight,"Whose fine estate is that there here?" |
7211 | Let it then be built up again; here, if anywhere, on these shores of a new world, of a new civilization But how, I may be asked, is it broken down? |
7211 | Lives there a man who has confidence enough to deny it? |
7211 | Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; While wonderment guesses Where was her home? |
7211 | March off from what? |
7211 | March off from whom? |
7211 | May I thy peril share? |
7211 | May it please your highness To hear me speak his good now? |
7211 | May one be pardoned, and retain the offence? |
7211 | Moves not a hand? |
7211 | Mr. H. After what? |
7211 | Mr. H. And why were they over- worked, pray? |
7211 | Mr. H. Did he, faith? |
7211 | Mr. H. Heard of what? |
7211 | Mr. H. How came he to get so much horse- flesh? |
7211 | Mr. H. My father gone too? |
7211 | Must I budge? |
7211 | Must I endure all this? |
7211 | Must I give way and room to your rash choler? |
7211 | Must I observe you? |
7211 | Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor? |
7211 | Must the feet of slaves Pollute this glorious scene? |
7211 | Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes? |
7211 | My Lords, is it a prosecutor you want? |
7211 | My Lords, the Commons will share in every fate with yon? |
7211 | My Lords, what is it that we want here to a great act of national justice? |
7211 | My boy John-- He that went to sea-- What care I for the ship, sailor? |
7211 | My labor never flags; And what are its wages? |
7211 | My wife, sir? |
7211 | Next tripping came a courtly fair, John cried, enchanted with her air,"What lovely wench is that there here?" |
7211 | No treason was in Sancho''s blood-- No stain in mine doth lie: Below the throne what knight will own The coward calumny? |
7211 | No? |
7211 | No? |
7211 | None ever bore a lovelier child: And art thou now forever gone? |
7211 | Now, sir, what human stomach can stand this? |
7211 | Now, sir, what was the conduct of your own allies to Poland? |
7211 | Now, sir, why can not we have peace, I ask, upon the compromise measures of 1850? |
7211 | Now, when shall come peace? |
7211 | O cruel fate, wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace, where no perils can chase me? |
7211 | O landsman, art thou false or true? |
7211 | O, that she knew she were!-- She speaks, yet she says nothing: what of that? |
7211 | O, where treads the foot that would falter for thee? |
7211 | Of England who, with disinterested ardor, fought the battle of the Greeks against the Turks? |
7211 | Of England, who has so often raised her voice on behalf of bleeding, crusaded, denationalized Poland? |
7211 | Of cawce, the twoilet has its chawms; But why must all the vulgah crowd Pawsist in spawting uniforms In cullaws so extremely loud? |
7211 | Of what was your lading composed? |
7211 | Old F. How much had I to pay the cooper, the other day, for barreling you up in a large tub, when you resolved to live like Diogenes? |
7211 | Old F. What reputation, what honor, what profit can accrue to you from such conduct as yours? |
7211 | Old F. What, do you mean to read by the foot? |
7211 | Old F. Will you listen, and be silent? |
7211 | On the side of two hundred and fifty thousand traitors and tyrants, or on the side of four millions of slaves? |
7211 | Or brighten your lives with its glory?-- Our women-- O say, shall they shriek in despair, Or embrace us from conquest, with wreaths in their hair? |
7211 | Or the hands to be folded, till triumph is won And the eagle looks proud, as of old, to the sun? |
7211 | Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than all other? |
7211 | Or would he conduct this war so feebly that the whole world would smile at us in derision? |
7211 | Or, What good love may I perform for you? |
7211 | Or, are one million of subjects stronger than three millions? |
7211 | Or, as the law says, how can we think what is not thinkable? |
7211 | Or, do you wish to prepare them for the revocation of these improvident concessions? |
7211 | Or, has the stability of the government, or has that of the country been weakened? |
7211 | Or, how can we drink what is not drinkable? |
7211 | Out of this warlike conflict, when shall come peace? |
7211 | Pardon me; this sounds like a dark dream, like the offspring of a hypochondriac imagination; and yet-- have I been unjust in what I have said? |
7211 | Peace, in such a crisis-- the cry of our opponents-- how is it to be attained? |
7211 | Pray let me ask you Can you read at all?" |
7211 | Pray, sir, who is the lady? |
7211 | R- o- u- g- h is"ruff,"and b- o- u- g- h is"buff,"--ha? |
7211 | Roll-- roll!--"Brothers, what do ye here, Slowly and sadly as ye pass along, With your dull march and low funereal song?" |
7211 | Roll-- roll!--"What is it that ye beat?" |
7211 | Rome, republican Rome, whose eagles glanced in the rising and setting sun,--where and what is she? |
7211 | SHALL CALIFORNIA BE RECEIVED? |
7211 | Say, pilot, what this fort may be, Whose sentinels look down From moated wails that show the sea Their deep embrasures''frown? |
7211 | Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? |
7211 | Shall I be paid with counters? |
7211 | Shall I go to the south, and dwell among the graves of the Pequots? |
7211 | Shall a son of yours ever sit upon the throne? |
7211 | Shall he betake himself to the fireside? |
7211 | Shall he dedicate himself to the service of his country? |
7211 | Shall not rather some monster of your blood efface the memory of your virtues, and make Rome, in bitterness of soul, curse the Flavian name? |
7211 | Shall private men respect the boundaries of private property, and shall a man pay no respect to the boundaries of his country''s rights? |
7211 | Shall the American people, then, be divided? |
7211 | Shall the children of the men of Marathon become slaves of Philip? |
7211 | Shall the majesty of the Senate and people of Rome stoop to wear the chains forging by the military executors of the will of Julius CÃ ¦ sar? |
7211 | Shall these once slaves but now freemen be remanded back to bondage? |
7211 | Shall traitors lay that greatness low? |
7211 | Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? |
7211 | Shall we not count the days and hours that are suffered to intervene, and to delay the accomplishment of such a work? |
7211 | Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? |
7211 | Shall we send a flag of truce? |
7211 | Shall we, then, delay to repair these injuries, and to begin rendering justice to Africa? |
7211 | Shall you see a peaceful old age? |
7211 | Should I have answered Caius Cassius so? |
7211 | Sir A. Ay, a wife-- why did I not mention her before? |
7211 | Sir, are they not words of brilliant, polished treason, even in the very Capitol of the Confederacy? |
7211 | Sir, does he suppose it in his power to exhibit a Carolina name so bright as to produce envy in my bosom? |
7211 | Sir, what are the remedies that are proposed for the present condition of things, and what have they been from the beginning? |
7211 | Sir,--How comes this Junius to have broken through the cobwebs of the law, and to range uncontrolled, unpunished, through the land? |
7211 | Sisters and sire, did ye weep for its fall? |
7211 | So soon art thou, like us, brought low?" |
7211 | Soldier, hast thou a wife? |
7211 | Soldier, imagine thou wert doomed to die a cruel death, in a strange land,--what would be thy last request? |
7211 | Some have sneeringly asked,"Are the Americans too poor to pay a few pounds on stamped paper?" |
7211 | Standeth each man at his post? |
7211 | Steward, How are you, my old boy? |
7211 | Still in thought as free as ever, What are England''s rights, I ask, Me from my delights to sever, Me to torture, me to task? |
7211 | Still, what are you, but a robber-- a base dishonest robber? |
7211 | Suppose ye that the loyal people of this country will submit to such injustice? |
7211 | Tell me, politician, how long did this shadow of a colony, on which your conventions and treaties had not smiled, languish on the distant coast? |
7211 | Tell me, ye who make your pious pilgrimage to the shades of Vernon, is Washington indeed shut up in that cold and narrow house? |
7211 | Tell me, ye who tread the sods of yon sacred height, is Warren dead? |
7211 | Tell me, you traitors, Davis, Pickens, Stephens, and Floyd? |
7211 | That''s hallowed ground-- where mourned and missed, The lips repose our love has kissed;-- But where''s their memory''s mansion? |
7211 | The Egyptian smote her; and who now sits on the throne of the Ptolemies? |
7211 | The Syrian smote her; the smiter died in agonies of remorse; and where is his kingdom now? |
7211 | The age that gloried in thy birth, Shall it behold thee overthrown? |
7211 | The blows of the boldest will carry the day,-- Who''s ready? |
7211 | The breakers roar,--how bears the shore? |
7211 | The clause which does away with trial by jury,--what, in the name of Heaven is it, if it is not the establishment of a revolutionary tribunal? |
7211 | The glory acquired by our gallant tars on the sea, by our Jacksons and our Browns on the land is that nothing? |
7211 | The hunters and their families? |
7211 | The question is, Are we to be stricken down by those who, when they can no longer govern, threaten to destroy? |
7211 | The question is, What will satisfy them? |
7211 | The question now arises, How is he to be guided in the right use of his powers of speech in the delivery of a given piece? |
7211 | The sachems and the tribes? |
7211 | The voice, the glance, the heart I sought,--give answer, where are they? |
7211 | The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? |
7211 | Then I''ll look up; My fault is past.--But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? |
7211 | Then pray, sir, what will you have? |
7211 | Then what is man? |
7211 | Then what reason have they? |
7211 | There came a man into his shop one day--"Are you the spectacle contriver, pray?" |
7211 | There were men with hoary hair Amidst that Pilgrim band; Why have they come to wither there, Away from their childhood''s land? |
7211 | These speeches of his, sown broadcast over the land-- what clear, distinct meaning have they? |
7211 | They are already designating the next victim: must we wait until he has fallen? |
7211 | They are forcing slavery upon the Territories: must we wait until they have succeeded? |
7211 | They ceased to live for ideas, and where are they now? |
7211 | They have added Slave States by a coup d''Ã © tat: shall we wait until they have added Cuba and Mexico? |
7211 | They have violated one solemn compact: how many more must they break before we assert our right? |
7211 | Think ye to fly your fate? |
7211 | This day and all which it stands for,--did it not give us these? |
7211 | This day-- shall ye blush for its story? |
7211 | This, you say, is your every day life; but, upon great occasions, you perhaps exceed a little? |
7211 | Thou choicest gift of Heaven, and wanting which Life is as nothing; hast thou then forgot Thy native home? |
7211 | Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee-- Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they? |
7211 | To be slaves to such as he, to such as these, were it not the fullest measure of misery conjoined with the fullest measure of disgrace? |
7211 | To go from sacred history to profane, does the gentleman there find it"discreditable"for women to take any interest or any part in political affairs? |
7211 | To incantations dost thou trust, And pompous rites in domes august? |
7211 | To look through plate- glass windows, and pity the brown soldiers,--or sneer at the black ones? |
7211 | To put gilt bands on coachmen''s hats? |
7211 | To sweep the foul sidewalks with the heaviest silks which the toiling artisans of France can send us? |
7211 | To the question,"What have the People ever gained but by Revolution?" |
7211 | To what are we to impute these disorders, and to what cause assign the decay of a State so powerful and flourishing in past times? |
7211 | Try what repentance can: what can it not? |
7211 | Très bien,"huff;"and snuff you spell s- n- o- u- p- h? |
7211 | Up from the ground he sprang and gazed,--but who could paint that gaze? |
7211 | Vat you call H- o- u- g- h,--eh? |
7211 | WHO''S READY? |
7211 | Was he? |
7211 | Was it the winter''s storm, beating upon the houseless heads of women and children? |
7211 | Was it to be rich that you grew pale over the midnight lamp, and distilled the sweetness from the Greek and Roman springs? |
7211 | Was it, then, to raise a fortune, that you consumed the sprightly hours of youth in study and retirement? |
7211 | Was that country a desert? |
7211 | Was that done like Cassius? |
7211 | Was there a man dismayed? |
7211 | Was there ever a bolder captain of a more valiant band? |
7211 | Was there ever a greater appearance of prosperity? |
7211 | Was this ambition? |
7211 | We are asked, what have we gained by the war? |
7211 | We have grown rich for what? |
7211 | We have no slaves at home-- then why abroad? |
7211 | Well, Andy, you went to the postoffice, as I ordered you? |
7211 | Well, how did you save my honor, Andy? |
7211 | Well, sir; but how many will there be at table? |
7211 | Well, what did you find? |
7211 | Well, you told him then, did you? |
7211 | Were he a member of this House, what might not be expected from his knowledge, his firmness, and integrity? |
7211 | Were it otherwise, how could millions find it in their lawgiver, friend, and prophet? |
7211 | Were they devoted exclusively to the duties and enjoyments of the fireside? |
7211 | Were you brought up in this place, sir? |
7211 | What States are to secede? |
7211 | What act has been omitted or been done? |
7211 | What am I to be? |
7211 | What answer will you return to this appeal? |
7211 | What are these but the sister families of one greater, better, holier family,--our country? |
7211 | What breaks the heart of the drunkard''s wife? |
7211 | What care I for the men, sailor? |
7211 | What cause, what excuse do disunionists give us for breaking up the best government on which the sun of heaven ever shed its rays? |
7211 | What clogs my heavy breath? |
7211 | What considerate man can enter a school and not reflect with awe, that it is a seminary where immortal minds are training for eternity? |
7211 | What desperate valor climbed the steeps and filled the moats at Badajos? |
7211 | What did your captain do? |
7211 | What do I mean by national glory? |
7211 | What do I say? |
7211 | What do we understand to have been the conduct of this magnanimous hero, with whom, it seems, Bonaparte is not to be compared? |
7211 | What does Mr. Jefferson Davis plan? |
7211 | What evidence do they present of this? |
7211 | What extended Rome, the heart of banditti, into universal empire? |
7211 | What fairer prospect of success could be presented? |
7211 | What fear we then? |
7211 | What flower is this that greets the morn, Its hues from heaven so freshly born? |
7211 | What fold is this the sweet winds kiss, Fair- striped and many- starred, Whose shadow palls these orphaned walls, The twins of Beauregard? |
7211 | What good can passion do? |
7211 | What good cause have they now that has not existed under every administration? |
7211 | What good would that do? |
7211 | What had we done? |
7211 | What had we of the North usurped that belonged to you? |
7211 | What hallows ground where heroes sleep? |
7211 | What has poor Ireland done, mother, What has poor Ireland done, That the world looks on, and sees us starve, Perishing, one by one? |
7211 | What have I done of which you can complain? |
7211 | What have we done? |
7211 | What hill is that, yonder? |
7211 | What if her eyes were there, they in her head? |
7211 | What if this cursà © d hand Were thicker than itself with brother''s blood; Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? |
7211 | What interest of the South has been invaded? |
7211 | What is gained and what is lost, When the foe your lines have crost? |
7211 | What is genius? |
7211 | What is good? |
7211 | What is it that gentlemen wish? |
7211 | What is it then to hold the Christian world, and that for centuries? |
7211 | What is it to him but a wide- spread prospect of suffering, anguish and death? |
7211 | What is our present situation? |
7211 | What is that glorious recollection, which thrills through his frame and suffuses his eyes? |
7211 | What is the contest in Virginia now? |
7211 | What is then the difference, but that as you were born a king, and I a private man, you have been able to become a mightier robber than I? |
7211 | What is this wondrous world of his residence? |
7211 | What is to be his fate? |
7211 | What is to become of the army? |
7211 | What is to become of the navy? |
7211 | What is to become of the public lands? |
7211 | What is to remain American? |
7211 | What is your present situation there? |
7211 | What justice has been denied? |
7211 | What kind of a dinner do you make? |
7211 | What marvel is it, then, that gentlemen opposite should deal in such vehement protestations? |
7211 | What matters it, that a man be poor, if he carry into his poverty the spirit, energy, reason, and virtues of a man? |
7211 | What matters it, that a man must, for a few years, live on bread and water? |
7211 | What means more adequate to accomplish the sublime end? |
7211 | What means this implacable fury?" |
7211 | What meant the thunder stroke? |
7211 | What more is necessary than for the people to preserve what they have themselves created? |
7211 | What more would Senators have? |
7211 | What motive, then, could have such influence in their bosom? |
7211 | What name? |
7211 | What of that charge? |
7211 | What passion can not Music raise and quell? |
7211 | What passion can not Music raise and quell? |
7211 | What provision of the Federal Constitution had we violated? |
7211 | What provocation more do we propose to wait for? |
7211 | What reason can you give the nations of the earth to justify it? |
7211 | What rests? |
7211 | What right has the North assailed? |
7211 | What sands were colored with his blood? |
7211 | What sign hast thou to show? |
7211 | What sir, have they gained the principles of justice from us? |
7211 | What sought they thus, afar? |
7211 | What tears can widows weep Less bitter than when brave men fall? |
7211 | What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? |
7211 | What the land and houses too? |
7211 | What then? |
7211 | What think you is the duty of England in this life- or- death contest between the North and the South? |
7211 | What will convince them? |
7211 | What would he have? |
7211 | What would he have? |
7211 | What would they have? |
7211 | What''s banished, but set free, From daily contact of the things I loathe? |
7211 | What''s hallowed ground? |
7211 | What''s that to you, sir? |
7211 | What''s the matter? |
7211 | What''s the matter? |
7211 | What''s the mercy despots feel? |
7211 | What, are you recruiting here, eh? |
7211 | What, sir, was the conduct of the South during the Revolution? |
7211 | What, the soldier on duty here? |
7211 | What? |
7211 | When can their glory fade? |
7211 | When do you breakfast, and what do you take at it? |
7211 | When have they deserved it? |
7211 | When shall we have one interest, and one common country? |
7211 | When shall we see an end of discord? |
7211 | When the soldiers were destitute of clothing, or sick, or in prison, from whence did relief come? |
7211 | When the traveller pauses on the plains of Marathon, what are the emotions which most strongly agitate his breast? |
7211 | When was there so much iniquity ever laid to the charge of any one? |
7211 | When we asked a three- fifths representation in Congress for our slaves, was it not granted? |
7211 | Whence should come our fighting men if the bugle should blow? |
7211 | Where are the bones of the robber and his host? |
7211 | Where are the villages, and warriors, and youth? |
7211 | Where bound? |
7211 | Where did the gentleman get this principle? |
7211 | Where did you learn this maxim? |
7211 | Where didst thou leave them? |
7211 | Where does he sleep? |
7211 | Where have they deserved it? |
7211 | Where have you been? |
7211 | Where is Concord, and Lexington, and Princeton, and Trenton, and Saratoga, and Bunker Hill, but in the North? |
7211 | Where is it to stop? |
7211 | Where is the cultivated field, in redeeming which from the wilderness, their vigor has not been displayed? |
7211 | Where is the eagle still to tower? |
7211 | Where is the flag of the republic to remain? |
7211 | Where is the good in counting twelve millions, instead of six, of mere feeding, working, sleeping animals? |
7211 | Where is the justice, then, or where is the law, that protects a member of Parliament more than any other man from the punishment due to his crimes? |
7211 | Where is the line to be drawn? |
7211 | Where is the mother that looked on my childhood? |
7211 | Where is the new police? |
7211 | Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? |
7211 | Where slept thy thunderbolts? |
7211 | Where will you levy your taxes? |
7211 | Where, then, sir, is this war, which is prolific of all these horrors, to be carried? |
7211 | Whereto serves mercy, But to confront the visage of offence? |
7211 | Which is it? |
7211 | Which shall yield? |
7211 | Who are the Northern laborers? |
7211 | Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? |
7211 | Who can blame them? |
7211 | Who can estimate the results produced by the incomparable efforts of a single mind? |
7211 | Who can tell how far and fast they will travel? |
7211 | Who can tell what Greece owes to this first- born of song? |
7211 | Who can tell what will be the character of the next 15th of March? |
7211 | Who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise? |
7211 | Who filled thy countenance with rosy light? |
7211 | Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy Unceasing thunder, and eternal foam? |
7211 | Who has welcomed in her cities, and cherished in her homes, the illustrious patriot Louis Kossuth? |
7211 | Who is Blennerhassett? |
7211 | Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? |
7211 | Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman? |
7211 | Who is here so vile, that will not love his country? |
7211 | Who is it that causes to blow the loud winds of winter, and that calms them again in summer? |
7211 | Who is it that rears up the shade of those lofty forests, and blasts them with the quick lightning at his pleasure? |
7211 | Who is so foolish, I beg everybody''s pardon, as to expect to see any such thing? |
7211 | Who is to judge concerning the frequency of these demands? |
7211 | Who is to judge whether the money is properly expended? |
7211 | Who made thee parent of perpetual streams? |
7211 | Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon? |
7211 | Who rules the President? |
7211 | Who rules the rebel States? |
7211 | Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth? |
7211 | Who shall put asunder the best affections of the heart, the noblest instincts of our nature? |
7211 | Who sir, I ask, was he? |
7211 | Who was he? |
7211 | Who was her father? |
7211 | Who was her mother? |
7211 | Who will accuse me of wandering out of the subject? |
7211 | Who will hesitate to give his mite to avert such awful results? |
7211 | Who will say that I exaggerate the tendencies of our measures? |
7211 | Who would n''t give it to you? |
7211 | Who''ll prove it, at his peril, on my head? |
7211 | Who''s armed and who''s mounted? |
7211 | Who''s ready? |
7211 | Who''s ready? |
7211 | Who, sir, were these men? |
7211 | Who, then, is Aaron Burr, and what the part which he has borne in this transaction? |
7211 | Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? |
7211 | Whom do you want, sir,--your coachman or your cook? |
7211 | Whose best wishes and earnest prayers have ever attended the efforts in the cause of freedom of Mazzini and Garibaldi? |
7211 | Whose heart hath never within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand? |
7211 | Whose were the arms that drove your bayonets at Vimiera through the phalanxes that never reeled to the shock of war before? |
7211 | Why can not we rise to noble conceptions of our destiny? |
7211 | Why caught each man his blade? |
7211 | Why did all- creating Nature Make the plant for which we toil? |
7211 | Why did he pause? |
7211 | Why did it dote on a fast- fading treasure? |
7211 | Why did you ask the question, then? |
7211 | Why disturb them? |
7211 | Why do we hesitate? |
7211 | Why do we not feel, that our work as a nation is to carry freedom, religion, science, and a noble form of human nature over this continent? |
7211 | Why does a man''s heart palpitate when he is on the point of committing an unlawful deed? |
7211 | Why echoed every street With tramp of thronging feet All flying to the city''s wall? |
7211 | Why is injustice to be suffered to remain for a single hour? |
7211 | Why is it necessary now to overturn them? |
7211 | Why is it that our bright waters all stained and our green fields reddened with fraternal blood? |
7211 | Why is it that the heart of loyal America throbs, heavily oppressed with anxiety and gloom, for the future of the country? |
7211 | Why is it that the land resounds with the measured tread of a million of armed men? |
7211 | Why is that other writhing with agony? |
7211 | Why not? |
7211 | Why ought the slave trade to be abolished? |
7211 | Why should''st thou faint? |
7211 | Why stand we here idle? |
7211 | Why then, why then, sir, do we not as soon as possible change this from a civil to a national war? |
7211 | Why trembled wife and maid? |
7211 | Why was it that she was able, in four days from that in which this cry reached her, to add a new glory to the day of Lexington? |
7211 | Why, gentlemen, who does trouble himself about a warming- pan? |
7211 | Why, sir, what does the gentleman understand by"political subjects?" |
7211 | Why, then, should we defer the Declaration? |
7211 | Why, what difference does that make? |
7211 | Why, what would be the result? |
7211 | Will a jury weaken this our nation''s hope? |
7211 | Will any one answer by a sneer, that all this is idle preaching? |
7211 | Will he shrink from armed insurrection? |
7211 | Will his State justify it? |
7211 | Will his children receive instructions from the lips of a disgraced father? |
7211 | Will it be the next week, or the next year? |
7211 | Will it be when we are totally disarmed; and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? |
7211 | Will its better public opinion allow it? |
7211 | Will she employ in her councils, or in her armies, the man at whom the"slow unmoving finger of scorn"is pointed? |
7211 | Will the Senator yield to rebellion? |
7211 | Will the Tribunes make up your losses to you? |
7211 | Will the last, and worst, prove luckier? |
7211 | Will the trading and moneyed interests, so powerful in the Northern cities, do their duty? |
7211 | Will they by their verdict pronounce to the youth of our country, that character is scarce worth possessing? |
7211 | Will ye give it up to slaves? |
7211 | Will ye look for greener graves? |
7211 | Will ye to your homes retire? |
7211 | Will you deny him this redress? |
7211 | Will you hang your head and blush in his presence, because he outshines you in equipage and show? |
7211 | Will you make this the exception? |
7211 | Will you put out mine eyes?-- These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you? |
7211 | Will you shrink from such a meeting? |
7211 | Wilt thou never come, O Death? |
7211 | With pure heart, newly stampt from nature''s mint,( Where did he learn that squint?) |
7211 | Without it, what is man? |
7211 | Woman''s weakness shall not shame me-- why should I have tears to shed? |
7211 | Would any one deny that we are bound, and I would hope to good purpose, by the most solemn sanctions of duty for the vote we give? |
7211 | Would you burst the good people you dog? |
7211 | Would you, for instance, be rich? |
7211 | Yankee landlords do not belong to their house''s[ Aloud] You seem young for a landlord: may I ask how old you are? |
7211 | Yes, Jack, the independence I was talking of is by a marriage-- the fortune is saddled with a wife; but I suppose that makes no difference? |
7211 | Yes; of whom? |
7211 | Yet religion has nothing to do with politics? |
7211 | Yet what can it, when one can not repent? |
7211 | Yet, sir, I presume you would not wish me to quit the army? |
7211 | You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? |
7211 | You are? |
7211 | You blockhead, what did he say to that? |
7211 | You come back from sea And not know my John? |
7211 | You got the letter, then, did you? |
7211 | You then, after this slight repast, take some tea and bread and butter? |
7211 | [ Aloud] Did you accept the invitation? |
7211 | [ Aloud] Where were you born, sir? |
7211 | a greater face of plenty? |
7211 | a greedy dog; why, what did he get he liked so well? |
7211 | and Where lies your grief? |
7211 | and again ratified and strengthened in the Fugitive Slave Law of 1850? |
7211 | and cut left!-- For the parry who needs? |
7211 | and how came it set on fire? |
7211 | and tell me what is this? |
7211 | and what claim founded in justice and right has been withheld? |
7211 | and what were they carrying water for? |
7211 | are not your beings pure? |
7211 | are these acquisitions to brag of? |
7211 | art thou the Thracian robber, of whose exploits I have heard so much? |
7211 | caitiffs, do ye fear? |
7211 | comes there, from the pyramids, And from Siberian wastes of snow, And Europe''s hills, a voice that bids The world he awed to mourn him? |
7211 | cowards, have ye left me to meet him here alone? |
7211 | cried the King,"who is guilty of this crime?" |
7211 | do you not feel the goads and stings of conscious guilt pierce through your savage bosoms? |
7211 | durst not tempt him? |
7211 | ere Freedom found a grave, Why slept the sword, omnipotent to save? |
7211 | for the treasure you must have; and what price she may next demand, who shall tell? |
7211 | for what do you throw away these inestimable blessings-- for what would you exchange your share in the advantages and honor of the Union? |
7211 | good does that do? |
7211 | has the bigoted malignity of any individuals been crushed? |
7211 | have I not as good a right to catechize you, as you had to catechize me? |
7211 | have ye flown? |
7211 | he mutters Brokenly now-- that was a difficult breath-- Another? |
7211 | heard you not Port Royal''s doom? |
7211 | how dare you tread upon the earth which has drank in the blood of slaughtered innocents, shed by your wicked hands? |
7211 | how didst thou pass the guard? |
7211 | is it"duff?" |
7211 | is my hour elapsed? |
7211 | is not this a presage of the dawn Of freedom o''er the world? |
7211 | is the fellow providing an entertainment for my lord mayor and the court of aldermen? |
7211 | is war a state of probation? |
7211 | more bad news? |
7211 | must I stay?" |
7211 | must the bowels of Great Britain be torn out her best blood be spilled-- her treasures wasted-- that you may make an experiment? |
7211 | or is he to cower, and shrink, and fall to the ground? |
7211 | said I;"and a bigger letther than this? |
7211 | said he,"tell me, where mean you to move? |
7211 | says I? |
7211 | silent motionless, ye stand? |
7211 | that better land?" |
7211 | the fishing- place disturbed by his saw- mills? |
7211 | the morning now is bright, Though cloudy it begun; Why ca n''t we aim above as if We had called out the sun?" |
7211 | the settlers will remain in security? |
7211 | then it is"ploe,"like"doe?" |
7211 | then"Row and Ready?" |
7211 | to color meerschaums? |
7211 | to dredge our maiden''s hair with gold- dust? |
7211 | to flaunt in laces, and sparkle in diamonds? |
7211 | to float through life, the passive shuttlecocks of fashion, from the avenues to the beaches, and back again from the beaches to the avenues? |
7211 | to reduce the speed of trotting horses a second or two below its old minimum? |
7211 | to the whole North? |
7211 | upon those whose relatives have been slain, to compensate the murderers? |
7211 | upon those whose whole property has been stolen, to reward the thieves? |
7211 | was it disease? |
7211 | was it hard labor and spare meals? |
7211 | was it the tomahawk? |
7211 | what art can teach, What human voice can reach The sacred Organ''s praise? |
7211 | what danger of nature or man not defied? |
7211 | what do you say provoked you to the point where forbearance ceased to be a virtue? |
7211 | what doubt we to incense His utmost ire? |
7211 | what fire? |
7211 | what is that flame, which now bursts on his eye? |
7211 | what is that sound which now larums his ear? |
7211 | what light through yonder window breaks? |
7211 | what mean those yells and cries? |
7211 | what more shall honor claim? |
7211 | what need you be so boisterous rough? |
7211 | what torches? |
7211 | what, weep you when you but behold Our CÃ ¦ sar, vesture wounded? |
7211 | where thy rod, That smote the foes of Sion and of God? |
7211 | whose funeral''s that?" |
7211 | why, what do the people say, pray? |
7211 | will you join in the strife For country, for freedom, for honor, for life? |
7211 | with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? |
7211 | you great blockhead!--If I could, what need Of paying you for any''helps to read?''" |