This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
| identifier | question |
|---|---|
| 12389 | What fair thing wouldst thou Lure now to love thee? 12389 Who wrongs thee, Sappho? |
| 12389 | ), Was there a footfall? |
| 12389 | 10 Have the laden galleons been sighted Stoutly labouring up the sea from Tyre? |
| 12389 | 10 How the grape ungathered With its bloom of blueness Greatens on the trellis Of the brick- walled garden, Who can know? |
| 12389 | 10 Passing the fountain At golden sundown, One of the home- going Traffickers, hast thou Thought of thy lover? |
| 12389 | 10 Why are Selene''s white horses So long arriving? |
| 12389 | 10 XXXVIII Will not men remember us In the days to come hereafter,-- Thy warm- coloured loving beauty And my love for thee? |
| 12389 | 15 Did no one enter? |
| 12389 | 20 Ah, but what burden of sorrow Tinges their slow stately chorus, Though spring revisits the glad earth? |
| 12389 | 20 And you feathered flute- players, Who instructed you to fill All the blossomy orchards now With melodious desire? |
| 12389 | 20 LXXXIX Where shall I look for thee, Where find thee now, O my lost Atthis? |
| 12389 | 20 XCI Why have the gods in derision Severed us, heart of my being? |
| 12389 | 30 Nevermore answer thy glowing Youth with their ardour, nor cherish With lovely longing thy spirit, Nor with soft laughter beguile thee, O Lityerses? |
| 12389 | 30 XC A sad, sad face, and saddest eyes that ever Beheld the sun, Whence came the grief that makes of all thy beauty One sad sweet smile? |
| 12389 | 40 Hast thou no passion nor pity For thy deserted companions? |
| 12389 | 5 All the bright day, Until welcome evening When the stars kindle Over the harbour, What tasks employ thee? |
| 12389 | 5 What means the fine music Of the dry cicada, Through the long noon hours Of the autumn stillness, Who can say? |
| 12389 | Ah, timid Syrinx, do I not know Thy tremor of sweet fear? |
| 12389 | Ah, what art thou but a fern- frond, 5 Wet with blown spray from the river, Diffident, lovely, sequestered, Frail on the rock- ledge? |
| 12389 | Ah, where is all that wonder? |
| 12389 | And the brave city 10 With its enchantment? |
| 12389 | And when the rose- petals are scattered 5 At dead of still noon on the grass- plot, What means this passionate grief,-- This infinite ache of regret? |
| 12389 | Art thou a hyacinth blossom 5 The shepherds upon the hills Have trodden into the ground? |
| 12389 | But who could tell the happy thought that came To lodge beneath my scarlet tunic''s fold? |
| 12389 | CONTENTS Now to please my little friend I Cyprus, Paphos, or Panormus II What shall we do, Cytherea? |
| 12389 | Did we falter when love took us 5 With a gust of great desire? |
| 12389 | Does the barley bid the wind wait In his course? |
| 12389 | Has not the god of the green world, 5 In his large tolerant wisdom, Filled with the ardours of earth Her twenty summers? |
| 12389 | Has the madness of his music Never touched thee? |
| 12389 | Have the high gods deigned to show thee 5 Destiny, and disillusion Fills thy heart at all things human, Fleeting and desired? |
| 12389 | Have ye not honour and pleasure In lovely Lesbos? |
| 12389 | How should thy friend fear the seasons? |
| 12389 | II What shall we do, Cytherea? |
| 12389 | III Power and beauty and knowledge,-- Pan, Aphrodite, or Hermes,-- Whom shall we life- loving mortals Serve and be happy? |
| 12389 | If life be ill, Why do the gods still live? |
| 12389 | If love be all, What should men do but love? |
| 12389 | If love be naught, 5 Why do the gods still love? |
| 12389 | Is it word from Ninus or Arbela, Babylon the great, or Northern Imbros? |
| 12389 | Is she not supple and strong For hurried passion? |
| 12389 | LI Is the day long, O Lesbian maiden, And the night endless In thy lone chamber In Mitylene? |
| 12389 | LIII Art thou the top- most apple The gatherers could not reach, Reddening on the bough? |
| 12389 | LV Soul of sorrow, why this weeping? |
| 12389 | LXVI What the west wind whispers At the end of summer, When the barley harvest Ripens to the sickle, Who can tell? |
| 12389 | LXXIV If death be good, Why do the gods not die? |
| 12389 | LXXV Tell me what this life means, O my prince and lover, With the autumn sunlight On thy bronze- gold head? |
| 12389 | LXXX How to say I love you: What, if I but live it, Were the use in that, love? |
| 12389 | Little fifers of live bronze, Who hath taught you with wise lore To unloose the strains of joy, When Orion seeks the west? |
| 12389 | Lo now, your garlanded altars, 5 Are they not goodly with flowers? |
| 12389 | Nay, who could love as I loved thee, With whom thy beauty was mingled 10 In those spring days when the swallows Came with the south wind? |
| 12389 | Never again will thy beauty Quell their desire nor rekindle, O Lityerses? |
| 12389 | O lover, in this radiant world Whence is the race of mortal men, 10 So frail, so mighty, and so fond, That fleets into the vast unknown? |
| 12389 | Pleading, piercing, yet serene, Vagrant in a foreign town, 10 From what passion was it born, In what lost land over sea? |
| 12389 | Shall not I lift thee? |
| 12389 | Shall not I take thee? |
| 12389 | What god''s malice Undid that joy And set the seal of patient woe upon thee, O my lost love? |
| 12389 | What immortal grief hath touched thee With the poignancy of sadness,-- Testament of tears? |
| 12389 | What mean the wood- winds, Colour and morning, Bird, stream, and hill? |
| 12389 | What premonition, O purple swallow, 10 Told thee the happy Hour of migration? |
| 12389 | Where have they lured thee to wander, O my lost lover? |
| 12389 | Where is the breath of Poseidon, Cool from the sea- floor with evening? |
| 12389 | While now I sojourn with sorrow, 5 Having remorse for my comrade, What town is blessed with thy beauty, Gladdened and prospered? |
| 12389 | Will he return when the Autumn Purples the earth, and the sunlight 5 Sleeps in the vineyard? |
| 12389 | Will he return when the Winter Huddles the sheep, and Orion Goes to his hunting? |
| 12389 | Will ye not, therefore, a little Hearten, impel, and inspire 10 One who adores, with a favour Threefold in wonder? |
| 12389 | Wilt thou not wake to their summons, O Lityerses? |
| 12389 | With thy clear voice sounding 5 Through the silver twilight,-- What is the lost secret Of the tacit earth? |
| 12389 | XL Ah, what detains thee, Phaon, So long from Mitylene, Where now thy restless lover Wearies for thy coming? |
| 12389 | XLI Phaon, O my lover, What should so detain thee, Now the wind comes walking Through the leafy twilight? |
| 12389 | XLII O heart of insatiable longing, What spell, what enchantment allures thee Over the rim of the world With the sails of the sea- going ships? |
| 12389 | XLIV O but my delicate lover, Is she not fair as the moonlight? |
| 12389 | XXIX Ah, what am I but a torrent, Headstrong, impetuous, broken, Like the spent clamour of waters In the blue canyon? |
| 12389 | XXVII Lover, art thou of a surety Not a learner of the wood- god? |
| 12389 | XXXIV"Who was Atthis?" |
| 12389 | Yet, are we not for one brief day, While the sun sleeps on the mountain, 10 Wild- hearted lover and loved one, Safe in Pan''s keeping? |