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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A44272 | She said, Oh thou unhappy Deity, Why dost thou add unto my misery? |
A44272 | What wouldst thou lead me into Phrygia, Or to my friends in brave Maeonia? |
A86496 | But if hereafter he shall angry be, Resolve me now if thou wilt succour me? |
A86496 | I never askt before; dost thou not sit Quiet from me, and wils what thou thinks fit? |
A86496 | Then Agamemnon to Achilles said, Think you it fit you should enjoy a Mayd And I have none? |
A86496 | Then Ox- eyd Juno answerd, Cruel Jove, Does these same speeches show to me thy love? |
A86496 | What man can flye with valour on his Foe, For such a Wretch? |
A86496 | What sorrows do''s our Land sustain, Priam, and Priam''s Sons to see us slain By one another? |
A86496 | Which of the gods enflamed these to fight? |
A56392 | And cann''t the proud perverse Arachne''s Fate Deter the* Mungrils e''r it prove too late? |
A56392 | And dare The* puny Brats of Momus threaten War? |
A56392 | And what now must I extol? |
A56392 | Assume the modish Figure call''d Apophasis or Whispering aloud, and run you a long Division upon your several Excellencies with a Not to mention''em? |
A56392 | Does Cook- maid spy me mumping a Recruit, And with a Woman''s Fury pers ● cute? |
A56392 | How then shall I manage my Address? |
A56392 | Or We converse with Sprawlers of the Pond? |
A56392 | Shall I then smart if such an Oaf as This Must have his Frolick, and succeeds amiss? |
A56392 | What are you, say, and whence, Platonick Sir? |
A56392 | What reason had they to expect more favour than the Frogs? |
A56392 | Your Integrity, Constancy and Courage? |
A56392 | Your Letters then, your Iudgment, your Wit, your Prudence? |
A56392 | which dost like, my Girl? |
A44266 | ''t is for their pride? |
A44266 | A mortal man condemn''d is by the Fates, And you would now the Execution stay? |
A44266 | Achilles Horses say ye? |
A44266 | Achilles to the shadow then repli''d, Sweet friend, what need had you to come from Hell To tell me this? |
A44266 | Aeneas, can not you without the Gods As well as the Achaeans gain the day By valour, since in men they have no odds? |
A44266 | Aeneas, why( said he) come you away So far before the rest? |
A44266 | Again then Iris said, Neptune, shall I this haughty answer carry To Jove? |
A44266 | Ajax, said he, is''t not a wondrous thing? |
A44266 | And as he through the armed Ranks did pass, Children of Priam what d''ye mean, said he; Shall the Greeks follow killing us to Troy? |
A44266 | And found him to the Argive Ditch gone out Presaging in his minde the sad event, And saying to himself, Ay me what''s this? |
A44266 | And lov''d he was by Priam as his Son, And now unto him Hector spake and said, Have we for Dolops no compassion, Or to defend his body are affraid? |
A44266 | And must we now the Siege of Troy forsake, And after so much labour lost go hence? |
A44266 | And not enduring long to hear him weep, Above the Sea like to a Mist appear''d, And by him sat, and stroak''d his head, and said, Why weep you Child? |
A44266 | And only mine unto the God be sent, That unrewarded none but I remain? |
A44266 | And said to Agamemnon, Brother, Why So early up? |
A44266 | And said unto himself, O strange, what''s this? |
A44266 | And spake unto him, in ill Language, thus, Unlucky Paris, fine man, Lover keen, Where are Deiphobus and Helenus And Adamas? |
A44266 | And then Achilles to her said again, Since they have got my Arms how can I fight? |
A44266 | And took him by the hand, and to him said, Why come you from the fight? |
A44266 | And we that fight be utterly destroy''d? |
A44266 | And what is become Of( Phoebus g ● ft) your so egregious Bow? |
A44266 | And what is of Othryoneus become? |
A44266 | And when they were to one another near, Who are you( said Achilles) and whose Son, That in my anger dares approach me so? |
A44266 | And where is Asius? |
A44266 | And why so? |
A44266 | And why? |
A44266 | And will you that I with it go As''t is? |
A44266 | Apollo( said she) is it not a shame Thus easily to give the Victory To Neptune? |
A44266 | Are they your Children that you love them so? |
A44266 | Ay me, said he, what now shall I do here? |
A44266 | Bring you some News that none but you can tell? |
A44266 | Brother, said he, what makes you be so kind To any of these men? |
A44266 | But Agamemnon first inquir''d and said, Ulysses, will he save the Fleet or not, Or is his choler not to be allay''d? |
A44266 | But Pallas then took Mars by th''hand, and said, Mars, bloody Mars, to what end stay we here? |
A44266 | But Venus fell into Diones lap, Her Mother, who imbrac''d her lovingly, Stroakt her, and said, How came this sad mishap? |
A44266 | But how alone durst you to come to me, That slew your Sons, unless your heart be steel? |
A44266 | But if I stay and fight with him, what then? |
A44266 | But say Eurypylus, is there no way To keep off Hector, but must perish all? |
A44266 | But tell me Muse, Who first came in his way? |
A44266 | But then Apollo cryed out amain From Pergam Tow''r, O Trojans, what d''ye fear? |
A44266 | But what am I that must no Quarter have? |
A44266 | But what disgrace Shall I be in? |
A44266 | But what if of your wound you chance to dye? |
A44266 | But what is''t? |
A44266 | But what think you? |
A44266 | But wherefore do I thus disputing stay? |
A44266 | But wherefore should we let Aeneas die Others to please, when he no fault has done? |
A44266 | But wherefore( friend) should you think much to die? |
A44266 | But while Patroclus chac''d the Trojans thus, Who fell? |
A44266 | But whither bear you your best goods away? |
A44266 | But whither to no purpose runs my mind? |
A44266 | But why are you so much afraid? |
A44266 | But why dispute I when I ought to fight? |
A44266 | But why do I discourse thus foolishly? |
A44266 | But why should this come now into my head When unbewail''d Patroclus lieth still? |
A44266 | But why then came to Troy Atrides with such strength? |
A44266 | Can I make way unto the Ships alone? |
A44266 | Come you( said he) to see the injuries That are by Agamemnon done to me? |
A44266 | D''ye call us hither our advice to hear; To give the day to Trojan or to Greek? |
A44266 | D''ye carry them like Children for a show? |
A44266 | D''ye think that in your Bow there is such might? |
A44266 | Deiphobus( said he) is''t not enough That for your one man I have killed three? |
A44266 | Devil, said Jove, what hurt is done to you By Priam and his Sons, that you should so Fiercely the ruine of the Town pursue? |
A44266 | Did they not pass the Sea? |
A44266 | Do all the other Greeks conspire Against me with Achilles Thetis Son, And therefore are resolved not to fight? |
A44266 | Do you not fear Your Foes the Greeks? |
A44266 | Father, said Pallas then, what''s this you say? |
A44266 | Father, said he, do you such work allow? |
A44266 | Fie Argives, what d''you fear? |
A44266 | Fie, Fie,( said he) why sit we talking here? |
A44266 | Fierce Cronides( then answer''d Juno) How? |
A44266 | For else of killing him how could I miss, When I his Shoulder with my Arrow hit? |
A44266 | For what calamity can greater be Than th''hands that have my Children kill''d to kiss? |
A44266 | For what can I do when the Gods do all? |
A44266 | For what can he devise of any worth? |
A44266 | For what can wounded men in Battle do? |
A44266 | For who of you doth any notice take In Counsel or in Martial Array? |
A44266 | For why not, when it doth not serve my turn? |
A44266 | For why should any of us fear to dye? |
A44266 | Give over fight? |
A44266 | Harsh Cronides, what words do you let go? |
A44266 | Harsh Jove( said she) what do you mean by this? |
A44266 | Have we the worst, And you come to sollicite Jove for aid, And after that is done to quench your thirst? |
A44266 | Have you a mind to send Into the Army of the Foe some Spy? |
A44266 | Have you forgot how once you swung i''th''Air, And had two Anvils hanging at your feet, Your hand with a Gold Chain ty''d to my Chair? |
A44266 | He''s Mortal, and by Fate condemned is, And will you now the Execution stay? |
A44266 | Hector, said he, why sit you here alone? |
A44266 | Hector, said he, why stay you here? |
A44266 | Hector, said he, will you do that which I That am your Brother shall advise you to? |
A44266 | How can he, seeing Armour he has none? |
A44266 | How can this now be done, Eurypylus, Since to Achilles I must go with speed With Nestors Answer? |
A44266 | How from our Fathers then do we decline? |
A44266 | How long, said she, will you your self torment? |
A44266 | How many were the men he killed thus? |
A44266 | I''th''Porch then standing many Trojans were, That sorry for his grief were thither come; To whom he said, Rascals what make you here? |
A44266 | If Hector here to burn our Ships should chance, Can you go home again( d''ye think) afoot? |
A44266 | If any of them knew That you were with so great a Treasure here, In what a pitiful estate were you? |
A44266 | If you be so afraid of Menelaus, What other Greek will be afraid of you? |
A44266 | If you can not, who can The Trojans from the Argive Fleet repel, And save so many lives? |
A44266 | Intends he to sit still till Hector burn In spight of us our Ships upon the Sands, And ev''ry one of us kill in his turn? |
A44266 | Is it because You did at home the Trojans faithful find, And that they had well served Menelaus? |
A44266 | Is this, said he, The fittest time to manifest your spite Against the Trojans, when the Enemy Under our Walls is killing them in fight? |
A44266 | Is''t best to go, or no? |
A44266 | Is''t not because we foremost are in fight? |
A44266 | Is''t not enough for him that he hath got Achilles Arms to please himself in vain? |
A44266 | Is''t not enough that th''Argives value me In Fight but as a mean man like the rest? |
A44266 | Juno, said he, and Pallas, why so sad? |
A44266 | King Agamemnon, will the Greeks, said he, Be never with lamenting satisfi''d? |
A44266 | Lie there, said he; shall Rivers Sons compare With th''off- spring of the blessed Gods above? |
A44266 | Meant you to rifle any of the dead? |
A44266 | Meriones, why talk you thus, said he, D''ye think the Trojans can be hence removed With evil words till many slain there be? |
A44266 | Mixt with those of Troy Or by themselves? |
A44266 | Must I stay here till you come back again, Or after you about the Army run? |
A44266 | Must we our Ships draw down from off the Shore, And at the same time with the Trojans fight, Who now rejoice, but would do then much more? |
A44266 | Must we unto our friends be so ingrate, Because we know you can do what you please, As not the Argives to commiserate? |
A44266 | My friend( said he) are you more griev''d than I? |
A44266 | My friends what help can any man devise? |
A44266 | NOw Nestor with Macaon drinking sat And heard the Greeks and Trojans fighting roar, And to him said, Macaon, hear you that? |
A44266 | Neptune, said she, are you not stir''d at this? |
A44266 | No, said Atrides, that I never meant; D''ye think''t is fit that you your shares retain? |
A44266 | Now raised on his Elbow, Who, said he, Are you that walk abroad when others sleep? |
A44266 | Now tell me Muse, who slain by Hector was? |
A44266 | Now tell me Muses that in Heav''n do dwell, How came the Ship first to be set on fire? |
A44266 | O Jove, most wilful of the Gods, what say''e? |
A44266 | O brave Tydides( Glaucus answer''d then) To what end serves it you to know my race? |
A44266 | O cruel Jove, said she, what words are these? |
A44266 | Of what are you afraid? |
A44266 | On Ida top, for some o''th''Gods to spy, And tell it to the rest to make them sport? |
A44266 | Or are the Trojans all now leaving Troy, Since killed is the best of them, your Son That might with any of the Greeks compare? |
A44266 | Or bring you me some news? |
A44266 | Or could have pass''d the Watch and not been spi''d? |
A44266 | Or from my Mother cometh my hard fate La ● thoe, whom Priam made his Wife? |
A44266 | Or given by the Gods? |
A44266 | Or how can he the Greeks in battle save? |
A44266 | Or if I do, what mends can I have so? |
A44266 | Or is it that the Greeks are slaughter''d so, And fall before the Ships? |
A44266 | Or open to you could the Gates have set? |
A44266 | Or rather with all speed Endeavour all we can to cure the Sore? |
A44266 | Or to the Goddess Temple in the Train Of those that thither waited on my Mother? |
A44266 | Or were you sent by Hector as a Spy, Or undertook the same of your own Head? |
A44266 | Or what they shall resolve upon to hear? |
A44266 | Or will the Trojans set you out great Lands, Some to be planted, others to be sown When ever I am killed by your hands? |
A44266 | Patroclus, why do you foretel my death? |
A44266 | Polydamas, said he, was Prothoenor As good a man in your own estimation, As this man that was Brother to Antenor, Or Son? |
A44266 | Priamides( Aeneas then repli''d) Why would you have me with Achilles fight? |
A44266 | Sarpedon saw how fast his good friends died, And that his Lycians ready were to fly, He them rebuking with a loud voice cried, Whither d''ye go? |
A44266 | Say, shall he die, or be convey''d away? |
A44266 | See you the man that rages yonder now? |
A44266 | Seek you some Officer or Camerade? |
A44266 | Shall I say what I think? |
A44266 | Shall I with so much sweat, and labour spent, And Horses tyr''d, now of my purpose miss? |
A44266 | Shall no man unrewarded go but I? |
A44266 | Shall we sit still in this extremity? |
A44266 | She repli''d, Why so? |
A44266 | Sleep you, said he, Atrides? |
A44266 | T''encourage him then Juno said agen, D''ye think Jove will as angry be for Troy As he was then for Hercules his Son? |
A44266 | Teucer, said Ajax then, Can not you let your Bow and Quiver lie, And fight with Spear in hand like other men, And give unto the Greeks encouragement? |
A44266 | That so it should be was the will of Jove, But who was he that made them first fall out? |
A44266 | Then Hector of the women askt again, Is she gone to some Sister or some Brother? |
A44266 | Then Iris went her way from Ida hill, And near Olympus met the Goddesses, And as she bidden was did to them speak, What fury''s this? |
A44266 | Then Juno angry to Diana came, Bold- face, said she, how dare you with me fight That stronger than you are a great deal am? |
A44266 | Then Menelaus farther askt him this( That he might fully understand his mind) When they are call''d, what next is to be done? |
A44266 | Then Mercury unto him came, and laid His hand on his, and to him said,''T is night; What makes you be abroad? |
A44266 | Then Priam seeing Ajax, askt agen, What Greek is that, that taller by the Head And Shoulders is than all the other men? |
A44266 | Then for my pain and danger in the Wars, What more than any other man have I? |
A44266 | Then in, into the midst of them she went, And laid her hand on his, and to him said, My Son, why do you thus in vain lament? |
A44266 | Then to Achilles Phoebus spake, and said, Why do you thus pursue me( Peleus Son) That am a God? |
A44266 | Then to his friends he said, Ye Lycians what makes you thus remiss? |
A44266 | Then to the Greeks he said, Is there no more That see these Horses coming back but I? |
A44266 | Then up he rose, and went to Priam''s head And to him said, Ho, Priam sleep you here? |
A44266 | There Pallas by him stands Like to Antenor''s Son; and to him thus: Lycaon''s Son, saies she, dare you let fly A Shaft at Menelaus? |
A44266 | These words came harshly to Ulysses ear, And with a frowning look, What''s this( said he) Are we not making all the haste we can? |
A44266 | To Mars Apollo speaking, VVhy, said he, Mars, bloody, murdering Mars, why suffer you Tydides at the Battle still to be? |
A44266 | To Phrygia or to Moeonia, That there I may another Husband get? |
A44266 | To fight with me? |
A44266 | To some strange City till the War be done? |
A44266 | To this Achilles answer made and said, My dear Patroclus what is this you say? |
A44266 | To this old Nestor answer made and said, Think not Atrides Jove will all things do As they are now in Hector''s fancy laid? |
A44266 | To what end did we swear? |
A44266 | To what intent ▪ Stand you thus s ● aring like a ● ● rd of 〈 ◊ 〉? |
A44266 | Tydides speaking first, Brave man, said he, Who are you? |
A44266 | Ulysses frowning on him then reply''d, Atrides, what a word have you let fall? |
A44266 | Ulysses streight Came forth and said, Why come you in the night? |
A44266 | Ulysses then examin''d him again, How lye the Strangers? |
A44266 | Ulysses, Glory of the Greeks, said he, Whence are these Horses beauteous as the Sun? |
A44266 | VVhat good will''t do to sit upon the Shore, How long soever be our time to stay? |
A44266 | VVhere Are now your Kin you said enough would be Troy to defend? |
A44266 | VVhere are your Promises, and whither gone Our Oaths and Vows? |
A44266 | VVhere be the hands that we rely''d upon? |
A44266 | VVould you not have the Army ordered? |
A44266 | Venus, why seek you to deceive me still, Since Menelaus has the Victory? |
A44266 | Was ever King afflicted as I am, O Jove, or lost a Victory so near? |
A44266 | Was it not only for fair Helens sake? |
A44266 | Was it to please your mind, Or give unto the Greeks the Victory? |
A44266 | Were you not by me bid The Waggon to prepare? |
A44266 | Were you so simple that you could not see, That Hector with his Horses and his Spear Protects the Trojans from Captivitie? |
A44266 | Were''t not a shame that Aethe but a Mare Should leave you two such lusty Steeds behind? |
A44266 | What Lycian again will for you fight? |
A44266 | What Towns has he destroy''d, and will agen Destroy still more to exercise his might? |
A44266 | What a rash God was he? |
A44266 | What are the Trojans or the Greeks to me? |
A44266 | What are you wounded that you leave the Fight? |
A44266 | What cause is there of this, But that great Jove doth for the Trojans fight? |
A44266 | What has that mighty God to say to me? |
A44266 | What if I let him on the Trojans tread, And I some other way to Ida fly, And hide my self i''th''Bushes there till night? |
A44266 | What is''t Atrides( said he) stays you here? |
A44266 | What is''t that grieves you so? |
A44266 | What makes Achilles( aged Nestor said) Of th''Argive wounded men to take such care? |
A44266 | What more could he have done, if he had found You doing somthing openly amiss? |
A44266 | What mortal to the Army come would dare? |
A44266 | What mortals will the Gods consult agen? |
A44266 | What need then is there of my longer stay? |
A44266 | What need we like two women in the street, When they can not agree, to rail and scoff? |
A44266 | What now become of all your threatning is? |
A44266 | What pleasure can be this unto the Gods? |
A44266 | What say you to him now? |
A44266 | What shall I do? |
A44266 | What then is to be done? |
A44266 | What then must no man love his Wife but they? |
A44266 | What was his will? |
A44266 | When for my lameness thrown down from the Sky, Thetis was pleas''d to catch me in her lap, When else I had been in great misery? |
A44266 | When then an end of weeping shall we see? |
A44266 | Where are now Your deadly Arrows? |
A44266 | Where are they to be seen? |
A44266 | Wherefore carry you a Bow And Arrows, and to nothing them apply? |
A44266 | Which Juno seeing, unto Pallas said, Daughter of Jupiter do you not see What Greeks one mad man Hector has destroy''d? |
A44266 | Whither d''ye mean to send me further yet? |
A44266 | Who can, d''ye think, the toil of Battle bear From morning unto night, unless he first With food his heart and feeble limbs do chear? |
A44266 | Who dares( said he) to go Unto the Trojan Camp that lies so near, And kill, or bring thence some outlying Foe? |
A44266 | Who knows but I may win him at the last To help the Greeks? |
A44266 | Who knows but that Achilles may be slain By me first, and before me lose his breath? |
A44266 | Who knows but you may make him change his mind? |
A44266 | Who of the Greeks at Troy commanded men? |
A44266 | Who us''d you thus? |
A44266 | Who would have said this that had common sense, And whom so great an Army did obey? |
A44266 | Why ask you me whose Son and who I am? |
A44266 | Why fight we not, said he, since others do? |
A44266 | Why not? |
A44266 | Why should you be afraid To leap unto the throng and kill your man? |
A44266 | Why should you of Achilles be afraid? |
A44266 | Why stand you still? |
A44266 | Why therefore should you fear? |
A44266 | Why think you to affright The Greeks? |
A44266 | Why weep you so, said he, Like a Childe running by his Mothers side, And holding by her Coat would carri''d be? |
A44266 | Will Priam, think you, make you King of Troy, If by your hand perhaps I slain should be? |
A44266 | Will you go put your self into the hand Of him that hath your Sons so many slain, A man that does not pity understand, Nor saith? |
A44266 | Won from the Trojans? |
A44266 | You that still in my absence tricks invent, What God hath with you now in counsel been? |
A44271 | ''Cause you have not The strength to bend it? |
A44271 | ''Mongst men unjust, And such as of the Gods are not afraid? |
A44271 | ''T will grieve me less to let my Mother go; ● ince I have strength to bend my Fathers Bowe, Why should I doubt of governing his State? |
A44271 | A ● me( said he) whither am I come now? |
A44271 | Achilles drank, and presently me knew, And said, Ulysses, what brought you to Hell? |
A44271 | Alas( said I) Atrides, How should I That wand''ring was at Sea, hear any news VVhether alive or dead he be? |
A44271 | Alas, said he, what make you in this place''Mongst trees and shrubs? |
A44271 | Alas, then said Telemachus, must this Be all my strength? |
A44271 | Alas, were you constrain''d to undertake This task, as I was, by a meaner Wight? |
A44271 | Amphimedon what all''d you and the rest, To come to this dark place so in a throng, The flow''r of Ithaca, of equal years? |
A44271 | An Isle, or of the Continent a piece? |
A44271 | And Menelaus, where mean while was he? |
A44271 | And by our setting; when by their crimes they Against our wills make their own destiny? |
A44271 | And fair he spake them: Master of the Kine, And you Eumaeus, Master of the Swine, Shall I keep in, or speak a thought of mine? |
A44271 | And he unto Ulysses kindly spake: Stranger how fare you''mongst the Wooers here? |
A44271 | And how Jove''s Daughter does dishonour me Because my Limbs are maim''d, and whole are his? |
A44271 | And sitting up unto himself he said, Ay me, where am I now? |
A44271 | And spake unto Ulysses spightfully: Art thou here still to beg, and to molest The Company? |
A44271 | And tell me further, was it willingly You lent your ship? |
A44271 | And tell me were you never here before, Nor saw my Father whilst he here abode? |
A44271 | And then again I to the Cyclops spoke,( Though my companions would have hindred me) Why( say they) will you still the man provoke? |
A44271 | And then said Theoclymenus divine, What will you do mean while( I pray) with me? |
A44271 | And what is''t any of you hope but this, That you Ulysses Consort marry may? |
A44271 | And who is he that now doth us convent? |
A44271 | And why? |
A44271 | Antinous then askt, When parted he? |
A44271 | Are they some Nymphs that haunt the Mountains high, Or keep the Meadows green, or waters clear Or are they Mortals whom I am so nigh? |
A44271 | Are you Ulysses, that should hither come, As Hermes told me oft, and be my Guest, When from the Trojan shore he sailed home? |
A44271 | Art thou here( said she) still, To peep at th''Women in the night, and spy What they are doing? |
A44271 | At last I speak: Circe( said I) who shall me thither guide? |
A44271 | Ay me( Eumaeus said) Poor man, what thought Is this of yours? |
A44271 | But Mother, tell me pray you, how came you Unto this place? |
A44271 | But how( said I) is''t possible for man Upon a God Immortal to lay hold, When he foreseeing it avoid it can, If how to do''t he be not by you told? |
A44271 | But is it therefore more than Homer could have done if need had been? |
A44271 | But say, are you indeed, that are so grown, His Son? |
A44271 | But shall I so be still, or once be able To bring upon these men unjust their end, Whose injuries no more are tolerable? |
A44271 | But shall I tell you what I think or no? |
A44271 | But since we here are, how can that be done? |
A44271 | But tell me if Penelope yet have The news received of your coming home, Or shall we send her word? |
A44271 | But tell me, have you nothing all this while Heard of my Son Orestes? |
A44271 | But what God is there dares Jove disobey? |
A44271 | But what if he have added something to it of his own? |
A44271 | But what need I set forth my Mothers praise? |
A44271 | But where is that Image of his better done by him than Homer, of those that have been done by them both? |
A44271 | But which shall I tell first? |
A44271 | But why go I not out my self and see? |
A44271 | But why without Annotations? |
A44271 | Child, what a word is this that you let fall? |
A44271 | Child, why d''ye ask me that? |
A44271 | Circe( said I) Oh how can I be kinde, When you to Swine my Fellows turned have? |
A44271 | Couldst thou me so much outstrip? |
A44271 | D''ye long to perish so? |
A44271 | D''ye mean before you go To taste my fingers? |
A44271 | D''ye think that I Intend against you some new Art to use? |
A44271 | D''ye think that yet too little was the wrong The Suiters did me, my estate to waste, When I perceiv''d it not, as being young? |
A44271 | D''ye think the man will carry you away? |
A44271 | Dare you against the Gods oppose your might? |
A44271 | Did ever Gods, said she, bear such ill will To any woman as they bear to me? |
A44271 | Did not I tell thee when the Woo''rs were gone That I to speak with him had ordered? |
A44271 | Did you not know me that perpetually Have at your need assisted you so well? |
A44271 | Do they more pity now upon you take Than formerly; or still deride you there? |
A44271 | Dost see those Princes how they wink at me, And by the heels would have me pluckt thee hence? |
A44271 | Euryclea is all this true you say? |
A44271 | Euryclea then wept and sob''d, and said, Dear Child, why will you go from hence so far Alone? |
A44271 | Euryclea to this again repli''d, Dear Child, what words are these that from you come? |
A44271 | Fie, fie, quoth she, are you at ● ighting still? |
A44271 | For one amongst so many who would think, How strong soever, durst do such a thing? |
A44271 | For such a task Who undertake would, think you, willingly? |
A44271 | For what ado about a Beggar''s here? |
A44271 | For wherefore did you undertake this task, But of your Father to hear certainty? |
A44271 | For which Antinous gave them this reproof: You foolish Clowns, what ails you to shed tears? |
A44271 | Goes any one about to make thee die, By force or fraud, or steal away thy sheep? |
A44271 | Had you them on then when you came ashore? |
A44271 | Has he informed been of some Invasion, And unto us the same would first report? |
A44271 | Has she not for her Husband grief enough? |
A44271 | Hast thou on foot out gone my good black ship? |
A44271 | Hath Proserpine, my sorrows to augment, Sent me a Phantome in my Mothers stead? |
A44271 | Have Fates Decreed that you your house no more should see, But perish here together with your Mates? |
A44271 | Have I not sworn? |
A44271 | Have we not oft by strangers heretofore In our necessity relieved been? |
A44271 | Have you a longing to be Lions ● ame, Or Swine, or Wolves, and being transformed so, To live at Circe''s house, and guard the same? |
A44271 | He saw, and knew me presently, and spake; Renown''d Ulysses, why left you the light? |
A44271 | He weary was at last, and then he said, Atrides, how came you by so much skill To hold me thus? |
A44271 | He''ll be derided there, and I shall grieve, But''gainst so many men what can be done? |
A44271 | His own Servants and Husbandmen( for that might be) Or youngmen of the best account i''th''Town? |
A44271 | How Vulcan said agen, If Mars should fly, shall I imprison you? |
A44271 | How could he the proud Suiters all destroy, He being but one, they many in the House? |
A44271 | How now( quoth I) Elpenor? |
A44271 | How now( said she) does he to come refuse? |
A44271 | How serv''d? |
A44271 | How shall it named be? |
A44271 | I griev''d to see him, and thus to h ● m said: King Agamemnon, what Fate brought you hither? |
A44271 | I know You''ll tell it me one time or other, why If you will may you not tell me it now? |
A44271 | If Jove consent, why should not I be King? |
A44271 | If you your Guests thus treat, what think you, can Men say of you, that''s good or honourable? |
A44271 | Is he indeed come home? |
A44271 | Is it because I am not fine, but have ill Rayment on? |
A44271 | Is it because thou too much wine hast had? |
A44271 | Is it because you willingly give way? |
A44271 | Is it for Traffick? |
A44271 | Is it good lying with a Whale d''ye think?) |
A44271 | Is my poor Husband yet alive, or no? |
A44271 | Is there no good chear In other places''mongst the Greeks, and so You mean to dwell continually here? |
A44271 | Is''t for thy Masters eye, Which Noman and his Fellows have put forth? |
A44271 | Know you not I t''your Fathers, house did come With Menelaus, Ulysses to request That he would go with us to Ilium? |
A44271 | Lost you some Kinsmen there or near Ally, Which might in time of danger you bestead? |
A44271 | Madman, what ail you my Sons death to plot, And to his Strangers here to shew such pride? |
A44271 | Madmen, said he, Such words as these what mean you to let fall? |
A44271 | Make me a Bed, Nurse, what should I do here? |
A44271 | Meant he his name amongst men to destroy? |
A44271 | Meant you that also he be wandring should While other men stay feeding on his Lot? |
A44271 | Medon the Squire, a Fidler, and what more? |
A44271 | Medon, said she, why went my Son away? |
A44271 | Must I like these men fare? |
A44271 | Must he marry her? |
A44271 | My Mother yonder I espie Amongst the shades; she knoweth not her Son; What shall I do to make her know''t is I? |
A44271 | My Son, said she, How came you to this place of ours so dark? |
A44271 | Neptune, what''s this you say? |
A44271 | O King Alcinous is''t good think you To let the Stranger in the Ashes sit? |
A44271 | O Noble Master of the Swine, said he, What made you here to introduce this Guest? |
A44271 | Of Brass, Gold, Amber, Silver, Ivory? |
A44271 | Or are you forc''t to bear such injury Because your people are against you bent, Provok''t thereto by some Divinity? |
A44271 | Or are your Kindred that should stand you by In Quarrel and in Battle, discontent? |
A44271 | Or been by Thieves( for you were no ill prize) As you kept Sheep or Cattle, brought away? |
A44271 | Or can you no way find to be set free? |
A44271 | Or d''ye pleasure take, As Pyrates walk at Sea, to and again, Others to spoil to set your lives at stake? |
A44271 | Or did Diana with a death undue Send you down hither to this feeble throng? |
A44271 | Or do they for me still look up and down? |
A44271 | Or else besieging of some Town were slain? |
A44271 | Or fighting for fair women were sent hither? |
A44271 | Or for ● a ● r women were bereav''d of breath? |
A44271 | Or good and godly men, whom I may trust? |
A44271 | Or is there no Description in Homer of somewhat else as good as this? |
A44271 | Or is''t a humour in thy nature bred To pra ● … so boldly in such Company? |
A44271 | Or is''t t''have beaten Irus makes thee mad? |
A44271 | Or is''t thy nature always to be bold? |
A44271 | Or landing to find Booty were you slain? |
A44271 | Or landing to finde Booty, met with Death? |
A44271 | Or on some other Publike great occasion Would give us Counsel? |
A44271 | Or shall I Tell them where they may lodged be elsewhere? |
A44271 | Or some good friend? |
A44271 | Or that your people by Divinity Adverse are to you or your Government? |
A44271 | Or was there nonè that care of him did take? |
A44271 | Or why Should I with Tales uncertain you abuse? |
A44271 | Or with some Merchants in their ship, and they Departing hence have left you here alone? |
A44271 | Ought she to love him therefore more than me? |
A44271 | Penelope, said it, amidst such woes How can you sleep? |
A44271 | Phemius y''have better Songs, why sing you then This sad one? |
A44271 | Philoetius askt Eumaeus in his 〈 ◊ 〉 Who''s this, that''s ● ● w come ● ● ther,& from whence, What Countryman, and what his Parents were? |
A44271 | Poor man( quoth he) perceiving what I was, What brought thee hither to this ugly Land? |
A44271 | Princes, what think you of this man so rare, His look, his stature, and his Noble heart? |
A44271 | Publike or private bus''ness? |
A44271 | Shall I go now and kill him( if so be I can) or bring him hither to you, to endure What you think fit for all his villany? |
A44271 | Shall we For ever stay with Circe here? |
A44271 | Should he not sing the Songs that men most love The new''st? |
A44271 | Sluts that you are, and of his going knew, Why was it not to me discovered? |
A44271 | Sore griev''d hereat, I said unto my Mother, I am your Son, why do you fly me so? |
A44271 | Stranger, said she, Who are you? |
A44271 | Stranger, then said Telemachus, I dwell At Ithaca, born there; my Fathers name Ulysses if he live; but who can tell? |
A44271 | Telemachus said he, what bringeth you To Lacedaemon o''r thé Sea so wide? |
A44271 | Telemachus then answered and said, Antinous, can I be merry here? |
A44271 | Telemachus then to Eumaeus said, Eumaeus, are you come? |
A44271 | Tell me who are you, whence d''ye cross the Main? |
A44271 | Tell me( I pray you) true, What Land is this? |
A44271 | Th''Inhabitants what men? |
A44271 | That I''m his Son( Said he) my Mother says But who in truth Knoweth who''t was that got him? |
A44271 | That this Bowe the death shall be Of many Lords? |
A44271 | That we Consider may if we two and no more Shall be enough to get the Victory, Or must we of some else the aid implore? |
A44271 | The Greeks sad passage o''r the Seas? |
A44271 | The Rowers t''one another say, What''s this? |
A44271 | The Suiters all at once then cried out, Swineherd, Rogue, Lout, what meanest thou by that? |
A44271 | The Suiters are they come that me way- laid? |
A44271 | The griev''d old Man, why should you further grieve? |
A44271 | Then Circe said, Ulysses why d''ye weep? |
A44271 | Then Pallas came and standing at his head In Womans shape, O wretched man, said she, What makes you toss and turn so in your bed? |
A44271 | Then Pallas said, Is''t so? |
A44271 | Then Pallas to her Father came, and said, O Father, King of Kings, what do you mean, The War shall last between them, or be staid? |
A44271 | Then did she shriek most fearfully and quake, And weeping to me these words uttered: Who, whence are you? |
A44271 | Then said Euryclea, VVhat needeth this? |
A44271 | Then said Telemachus, Can you not bear( Madmen) your wine and chear both boil''d& ● ost? |
A44271 | Then said Telemachus, Good Mother why Should not the Singer chuse what Song to sing, Whose part it is to please the Company? |
A44271 | Then said Telemachus,''T will never be, Although the Gods should give consent thereto Telemachus, said Pallas, what a word Have you let fall? |
A44271 | Then said Ulysses, Goddess, since you could Have told him all your self, why did you not? |
A44271 | Then said the Merchant- man that did her wive, Will you to Sidon home return with me, And see your Parents? |
A44271 | Then says t''Ulysses, Man wilt thou serve me To pluck up Thorns& Bry''rs, and Trees to plant? |
A44271 | Then to Antinous he turn''d and spake, Is this as from a Father to his Son, To bid me, make my Guest my house forsake? |
A44271 | Then to Atrides said Pisistratus, This Prodigy, unto you is ● … sent From Jupiter? |
A44271 | Then with strong hand he wringed off a bough? |
A44271 | They slain him had, and seised his estate, But that Ulysses saved him, and now For to requite him what d''ye, O ingrate? |
A44271 | Think you that Pastimes for such men are fit, As from their Country wander in distress? |
A44271 | Think you that yet too few the Beggars be, That you must needs invite this trouble- feast, Your Lords estate the sooner to eat up? |
A44271 | This handsome and tall fellow who is he, That''s with Nausicaa, from God knows where? |
A44271 | To civil or to wild and lawless men? |
A44271 | To this Ulysses with a sour look said, Did you come with the Suiters as their Priest? |
A44271 | To which I answered, Oh Circe, how can I be pleas''d d''ye think( When you my Fellows keep disfigured And pounded up in Hog- sties) t''eat and drink? |
A44271 | Ulysses then spake to her, and said thus: Sweet pretty Girl, will you be pleas''d to lead Me to the house of King Alcinous? |
A44271 | Unto Antinous he spake, and said, When will Telemachus return from Pyle? |
A44271 | Unto your Mothers house must I go too, Or to some other man commended be? |
A44271 | VVere you by Neptune on the Sea b ● tra ●''d, And hither sent by sury of the weather? |
A44271 | VVhat Plot upon the Dead you hither drew, VVhere none but shades of wretched mortals dwell? |
A44271 | VVhat say you? |
A44271 | VVho more devout, who burnt to him more thighs, Or fatter, or doth lesser favour find? |
A44271 | Was it that Menelaus too long stai''d, Aegillus ventur''d on a better wight? |
A44271 | Was your Town plund''red by the Enemies, And you brought hither as a part o''th''prey? |
A44271 | Were not Ulysses ● is Sacrifices on the Trojan shore Both free and bountiful? |
A44271 | What Company went with him hence? |
A44271 | What Devil to molest us sent this Rogue Unmannerly, that with such impudence To beg presumeth here, and to cologue? |
A44271 | What God has me betrai''d? |
A44271 | What God so cruel is as thou? |
A44271 | What Town? |
A44271 | What Vertue is there that he not possest? |
A44271 | What Wind, said they, did you now hither bring? |
A44271 | What ails thee Polyphemus so to cry In dead of night, and make us break our sleep? |
A44271 | What all you with the Gods me to compare? |
A44271 | What are you, says he, whence d''ye cross the Sea ●? |
A44271 | What harm is it; with wealth my house to fill, Besides the honour it will with it bring? |
A44271 | What if great winds should blow from South or West, Which often happens, though their King not know Or not consent? |
A44271 | What if within they should reported be? |
A44271 | What kind of person was he, and how clad? |
A44271 | What meaneth Neptune that he hates you so? |
A44271 | What need had he upon the Sea to ride? |
A44271 | What need have young or old men of our Lips? |
A44271 | What needed you to vex me? |
A44271 | What needed you, So wise a man as you appear to me, In vain to tell me any thing not true; When I my self am sure''t will never be? |
A44271 | What should I do? |
A44271 | What though He bend the Bowe, d''ye think I take him will For Husband? |
A44271 | What woman else that had her Husband seen After twice ten years absence thus apart From him to sit, contented would have been? |
A44271 | What''s your will? |
A44271 | When fill''d, why do you not go home and sleep? |
A44271 | Whence? |
A44271 | Where are the Seamen that set you a shore? |
A44271 | Where did she find him? |
A44271 | Where shall I hide my Treasure? |
A44271 | Which she observing said, Ulysses, why Do you thus sullenly your meat refuse, And like a dumb man sit? |
A44271 | Who does not this relate With honour to Orestes memory? |
A44271 | Who ever call''d a Beggar in to eat? |
A44271 | Who hath our good ship fixed in the water? |
A44271 | Who would not yield to such a man''s request( When he has need and asks) as well as I? |
A44271 | Whose Servant are you, and who owns the ground? |
A44271 | Why Child( said Jove) why say you this to me? |
A44271 | Why Nurse, said he, mean you to be my death? |
A44271 | Why d''ye pursue me thus? |
A44271 | Why deal they with me worse than with the rest? |
A44271 | Why else d''ye let your Stranger suffer wrong? |
A44271 | Why may we not embracing one another, Although in Hell, give ease unto our woe? |
A44271 | Why publish it? |
A44271 | Why so? |
A44271 | Why then did I write it? |
A44271 | Why therefore, Father, should you hate him so? |
A44271 | Why will you? |
A44271 | Why( said she) run you so away and hide? |
A44271 | Woman, said he, who has remov''d my bed? |
A44271 | Wretches( said he) what mean you? |
A44271 | and more, The Garments you have on, of whom had you? |
A44271 | art thou here Already? |
A44271 | or is it sent to us? |
A44271 | or is''t a collation? |
A44271 | or were you forc''d thereto? |
A44271 | was it by sickness long? |
A44271 | what is your Fathers Name? |
A44271 | what news from Town? |
A44271 | which last? |
A44271 | which next? |
A44271 | whither go? |
A44271 | will you go? |
A44271 | ● o I neglect Ulysses, or do I Ulysses hate, that amongst mortals all For wisdom and for piety excels? |
A44271 | 〈 ◊ 〉 it because thou too much Wine hast had? |
A03515 | ( Like me?) |
A03515 | ( replyed Melanthius) what a curse Hath this dog barkt out; and can yet, do wurse? |
A03515 | ( said Vlysses) To what end Importune you this labour? |
A03515 | ( said she) that giue ● No truth your credit? |
A03515 | A boy, a child; and we, a sort of vs, Vowd gainst his voyage; yet admit it thus, With ship, and choise youth of our people too? |
A03515 | A number more, that ils felt infinite: Of which to reckon all, what mortall man( If fiue or sixe yeares you should stay here) can Serue such enquirie? |
A03515 | A sort of Impotents attempt his bed, VVhose strength of minde, hath Cities leuelled? |
A03515 | A well built ship he needs, that ventures there: Com''st thou from Troy but now? |
A03515 | Againe where lyes My desart way? |
A03515 | All being like in yeeres? |
A03515 | Although his minde Retaine a courage of the greatest kinde? |
A03515 | And Grecians Fleete make in thy offerings swim? |
A03515 | And beside, With what right is this guest thus vilefied In your high censures? |
A03515 | And dull these wooers with thy wretched cheere? |
A03515 | And he, best of all? |
A03515 | And how his fume breakes out, As from an old crackt Ouen? |
A03515 | And if it fell In chance now first that you thus see vs here, Or that in former passages you were My fathers guest? |
A03515 | And in the bottomes, all the tops he steepes? |
A03515 | And quite transparant, make her bulke become? |
A03515 | And said: Giue stay, both to your feet and fright; Why thus disperse ye, for a mans meere sight? |
A03515 | And set so hard, They set vp my disdaine: This Bow must end The best of vs? |
A03515 | And then, who grac''t you with the weeds you weare? |
A03515 | And thence arriu''d here? |
A03515 | And thou? |
A03515 | And what Cities Tow''rs Hold habitation, to your parents pow''rs? |
A03515 | And what God sent( saide he) this suffering bane To vex our banquet? |
A03515 | And what men? |
A03515 | And what th''inhabited place? |
A03515 | And what the people, whom he orderd were? |
A03515 | And what( my yong Vlyssean Heroe) Prouokt thee on the broad backe of the sea, To visit Lacedaemon the Diuine? |
A03515 | And where you men? |
A03515 | And while I was a child, made me partake? |
A03515 | And whither, now( Said Theoclymenus) my loued Son Shall I addresse my selfe? |
A03515 | And who will fight, or wrangle with his friend? |
A03515 | And will not aide thee, since their spirits relie( Against thy rule) on some graue Augurie? |
A03515 | And with no Lawes of humane right indu''de? |
A03515 | And with what mariners arriu''d you here? |
A03515 | And yet, beneath how desperate a curse Do I li ● e now? |
A03515 | Another said: Alas who knowes, but he Once gone; and erring like his Sire at sea, May perish like him, farre from aide of friends? |
A03515 | Antinous onely, in this sort replied: High- spoken, and of spirit vnpacified; How haue you sham''d vs, in this speech of yours? |
A03515 | Are the wooers come Backe from their Scout dismaid? |
A03515 | Are there not beside Other great Banquetants, but you must ride At anchor stil with vs? |
A03515 | Art thou arriu''d with prise Fit for their ransomes? |
A03515 | As if I euer could cast from my care Diuine Vlysses, who exceeds so farre All men in wisedome? |
A03515 | Askt him, if his fright Came from some mortall, that his flocks had driuen? |
A03515 | At ciuill hospitable men, that feare The Gods? |
A03515 | Auert me from my way? |
A03515 | Both whom he left, in th''age next doore to death? |
A03515 | Brought he any newes Of thy returning Father? |
A03515 | But giue me knowledge of your name, and race: What City bred you? |
A03515 | But giue these their passe, And tell me( best of Prince) who he was That guested here so late? |
A03515 | But how long since, receiu''d you as your guest Your Friend, my Son? |
A03515 | But if these armes must downe; and euery Maide Be shut in vtter roomes; who else should aide Your worke with light? |
A03515 | But say; and of my Sonne, some comfort yeeld; If he goes on, in first fights of the field; Or lurks for safetie in the obscure Rere? |
A03515 | But say; of all your worthy friends, were none Obiected to your eyes; that Consorts were To ● lion with you? |
A03515 | But say; proceedeth it From will in thee, to beare so foule a foile; Or from thy subiects hate, that wish thy spoile? |
A03515 | But tell me, and be true: Art thou indeed So much f a sonne, as to be said the seed Of Ithacus himselfe? |
A03515 | But tell me: where''s the ship, that by the seas Hath brought thee hither? |
A03515 | But tell me; and let Truth, your witnesse beare; Who? |
A03515 | But vpon thy store Of false words, still spend? |
A03515 | But vtter truth, and tell; what Lord is he, That rates your labour, and your liberty? |
A03515 | But weare these rags? |
A03515 | But what can( Of all the gifts that are) be giuen to man, More precious then Eternitie and Glorie, Singing their praises, in vnsilenc''t storie? |
A03515 | But what care I, for you? |
A03515 | But what sayes Fame? |
A03515 | But what vnhappie fate hath re ● t our friends? |
A03515 | But where Aske these rites thy performance? |
A03515 | But wherein can these comforts be conceiu''d As rights to me? |
A03515 | But why should I relate Those kind occurrents? |
A03515 | But, all in one yet; may I not reueale To th''old hard- fated* Arcesiades Your safe returne? |
A03515 | Can we estimate With all our counsailes, where we are? |
A03515 | Charging me to take Your heeles, and drag you out? |
A03515 | Could he effect this? |
A03515 | Could you so neglect His age, to lodge him thus? |
A03515 | Death toucht not at his thoughts, at Feast: for who VVould thinke, that he alone could perish ● o Amongst so many? |
A03515 | Do you wilfully Indure their spoile? |
A03515 | Does then Vlysses Sire, and Mother breath? |
A03515 | Doth my Sonne yet suruiue, In Orch ● men, or Pylos? |
A03515 | Doth she not know me? |
A03515 | Doth sleepe thus sease Thy powres, affected with so much disease? |
A03515 | Enpitheus sonne, Antino ● s, then replied: When went he? |
A03515 | Esteeme you him a Cyclop, that long since Made vse to prey vpon our Citizens? |
A03515 | Eum ● eus answer''d: Guest? |
A03515 | Eumaeus answer''d; Though you may be wise, You speak not wisely: VVho cals in a Guest That is a guest himselfe? |
A03515 | Faire guests, what are ye? |
A03515 | Fell any kinsman before Ilion? |
A03515 | First let me aske, what, and from whence you are? |
A03515 | Fond, busie fellow, why plott''st thou the wo And slaughter of my Son? |
A03515 | For fit merchandize, Or rudely coast ye, like our men of prize? |
A03515 | For sicke soules then( but rapt in foolish Dreame) To wrestle with these Heau''n- strong mysteries; What madnesse is it? |
A03515 | For what great act can any one atchieue Against a multitude? |
A03515 | Found man euer out One other such a wife? |
A03515 | From friends, and country? |
A03515 | From what seed rose Your royall person? |
A03515 | Giue thou then vent To doubts thus bound in me,( ye Gods know all) Which of the Godheads, doth so fowly fall On my addression home, to stay me here? |
A03515 | Hast not thou decreed That Ithacus should come, and giue his deed The glory of reuenge, on these and theirs? |
A03515 | Hath any one heard tell Of any coming armie; that he thus now May openly take boldnesse to a ● ow? |
A03515 | Hath your smart Bene felt from Neptune, being at Sea? |
A03515 | Haue yet your vertues found more interest In these great wooers good respects? |
A03515 | He askt her after, VVhat she was? |
A03515 | He askt, why incline These doubts, thy counsailes? |
A03515 | He heard, and hasted; and met instantly The Queene vpon the pauement in his way: Who askt; what? |
A03515 | He seene; to him, the Prince these words did vse: VVelcome diuine Eumaeus; Now what newes Imployes the City? |
A03515 | He( seeing now the King) began to chere, And thus saluted him: How now, my Guest? |
A03515 | He, angry with him, said; Alas poore Guest, VVhy did this counsaile euer touch thy brest? |
A03515 | He, smiling said: Of good bloud art thou( sonne): What speech, so ● yong? |
A03515 | Heauen, and his hellish billowes making meete, Rowsing the winds? |
A03515 | His father saide: Telemachus? |
A03515 | His race? |
A03515 | His wrath, The winds, and waues, exciting to your scath? |
A03515 | How all the tops, he bottomes with the deepes? |
A03515 | How could he then kill Such numbers, so vnited? |
A03515 | How deep a sweet sleepe spread His shades about me? |
A03515 | How doest thou descend These vnder regions: where the dead mans end, Is to be lookt on? |
A03515 | How good a knowledge ▪ how vntoucht a life Hath wise Penelope? |
A03515 | How hast thou charmd me, were I ne''re so slie? |
A03515 | How many infinites, Take vp to admiration, all mens sights? |
A03515 | How shall I binde you in th''Immortals sight If Mars be once loos''d; nor will pay his right? |
A03515 | How sodainly he rusht into the aire? |
A03515 | How stand your hearts affected? |
A03515 | How strange a Queen are you? |
A03515 | How tyrannize the wraths of all the winds? |
A03515 | How will this appeare To all the world; when Fame shall trumpet out, That thus, and thus, are our guests beate about Our Court vnrighted? |
A03515 | How? |
A03515 | Howsoone, had you neere bene torne By these rude Dogges? |
A03515 | I answerd, asking: Why doth A ● reus sonne ▪ Enquire of me? |
A03515 | I hope these feete of his Could walke no water; who boasts he, he is? |
A03515 | I replide: Thou knowst: Why doest thou aske? |
A03515 | I then: O Circe, why entreat''st thou me To mixe in any humane league with thee; When thou, my friends hast beasts turnd? |
A03515 | I was premonisht faire, By aged Prophecie, in one that was A great, and good man; this should come to passe; And how t is prou''d now? |
A03515 | If she, her first mind held; or had bene wonne By some chiefe Grecian, from my loue, and bed? |
A03515 | In couetous strife, to make their rights, thine owne, In men or women prisoners? |
A03515 | In herbie marshes? |
A03515 | In our state, What then behoues vs? |
A03515 | In this too curious modesty you show; Why sit you from my Father? |
A03515 | In what vessell set you forth? |
A03515 | Informe me then,( For Godheads all things know) what God is he That stayes my passage, from the fishie sea? |
A03515 | Insatiate In ouer- reaches: Not secure thy state Without these wiles? |
A03515 | Is all this nuptiall cheare? |
A03515 | Is it, because you see I shine not in your wanton brauery? |
A03515 | Is the man idle- brain''d for want of rest? |
A03515 | Is''t not enough, that all this time ye haue Op''t in your entrailes, my chiefe goods a graue? |
A03515 | Knowes yet Penelope? |
A03515 | Let me beseech( O Queene) this truth of thee; Are you of mortall, or the deified race? |
A03515 | Let those yeares of his Amids the rude seas wander, and sustaine The woes there raging? |
A03515 | Lou''d Sire( said she) Will you not now command a Coach for me? |
A03515 | Melanthius( seeing the King) this former sort Of vpland Language gaue: VVhat? |
A03515 | Melanthius? |
A03515 | Melantho, seeing still Vlysses there; Thus she held out her spleene: Still stranger, here? |
A03515 | My Fathers state, and sonnes, I sought; if they Kept still my goods? |
A03515 | Neare to no Citie; that the powres diuine Receiues with solemne rites and Hecatombs? |
A03515 | Neptune, in thy Fleete? |
A03515 | No eagrer yet? |
A03515 | No need compeld this: did he it, afraid To liue and leaue posteritie his name? |
A03515 | Noemon answerd: I did freely giue My vessell to him; who deserues to liue, That would do other? |
A03515 | Nor bestow A word on me, t''enquire and cleere such doubt As may perplexe you? |
A03515 | Nor hast seene, Ere this long day, thy Countrey, and thy Queene? |
A03515 | Nor to food enclind; Nor wine? |
A03515 | Nor would a man haue choosd, of all the Peeres A City honors, men to make a part More strong for any obiect? |
A03515 | Nor would sustaine to stay, and make him knowne? |
A03515 | Not gone for euer, yet? |
A03515 | Not to the Gods giue vp, both Armes, and will? |
A03515 | Nymphs bred hie, On tops of hils? |
A03515 | O Gods( said he) how certaine, now, I see My house enioyes that friends sonne, that for me Hath vndergone so many willing fights? |
A03515 | O Gods( saide he) how volubly doth talke This eating gulfe? |
A03515 | O did they neuer, when they children were, What to their Fathers, was Vlysses, heare? |
A03515 | O me( Eumaeus) saide Laertes sonne, Hast thou then err''d so, of a little one? |
A03515 | O say, By what power cam''st thou now to be Mine eyes deare obiect? |
A03515 | O thou renowned Herdsman, why to vs Brought''st thou this begger? |
A03515 | O 〈 ◊ 〉, why still then burnes thy wrath to him? |
A03515 | Or any friend perhaps, in whom did moue A knowing soule, and no vnpleasing thing? |
A03515 | Or are they breathlesse, and descended where The darke house is, that neuer day doth cleere? |
A03515 | Or are they high- spoke men, I now am neare? |
A03515 | Or are they humane, and of holy minds? |
A03515 | Or blame your Kinsfolks faiths, before th''extream Of your first stroke hath tried them? |
A03515 | Or else some friendly banquet made by thee? |
A03515 | Or else, set alone In guard of Beeues, or Sheepe: Set th''enemy on; Surprisde, and Shipt? |
A03515 | Or for dues Of moneys to him, made he fit repaire? |
A03515 | Or for your City fighting, and your wiues, Haue deaths vntimely, seiz''d your best- tim''d liues? |
A03515 | Or giues it vent( Being neere the Sea) to some rich Continent? |
A03515 | Or go readily To thy house, and thy Mother? |
A03515 | Or haue offensiue men imposd this Fate? |
A03515 | Or he alone; or all the Greeks with him? |
A03515 | Or heere at home VVill they againe attempt me? |
A03515 | Or how should stand enclin''d With any Faith, my will t''importune 〈 ◊ 〉 In any prayer heereafter, for his loue? |
A03515 | Or if by craft, or might, his death were giuen? |
A03515 | Or of my Father, if thy royall eare Hath bene aduertisde, that the Phthian Throne, He still commands, as greatest Myrmidon? |
A03515 | Or proud, because he beate the roguish begger? |
A03515 | Or still Pursue they you, with all their wonted ill? |
A03515 | Or that some other yet My thoughts must worke for? |
A03515 | Or that the Phthian and Thessalian rage,( Now feete and hands are in the hold of Age) Despise his Empire? |
A03515 | Or thus hard 〈 … 〉 On any other doubt the house obiect ●? |
A03515 | Or whether any died At sea a death vnwisht? |
A03515 | Or will any here Some motion for the publicke good preferre? |
A03515 | Or( satisfied) When warre was past, by friends embrac''t, in peace Resign''d their spirits? |
A03515 | Out Euryclea cried, And askt with teares: Why is your mind applied( Deare sonne) to this course? |
A03515 | Prest men, or Bond men were they? |
A03515 | Rather mourning here, Then manly fighting? |
A03515 | Retaine not you the time? |
A03515 | Rogue? |
A03515 | Said you not lately, you had err''d at seas? |
A03515 | Say truth in this then: what''s this feasting here? |
A03515 | Say truth, that I may know, what countrey then? |
A03515 | Say, wil thy heart serue t''vndertake a Trade For fitting wages? |
A03515 | See Sir: Obserue you not, how all these make Direct signes at me? |
A03515 | Serues it not Our hands, That other Land- leapers, and Cormorands( Prophane poore knaues) lye on vs, vnconducted, But you must bring them? |
A03515 | She did this little freely; and he sat Close by the Queen; who askt him, Whence,& what He was himselfe? |
A03515 | She knowes( said he) VVhat need these troubles( Father) touch at thee? |
A03515 | Should not the Queene here, to augment the ill Of euery sufferance( which her office is) Enforce thy idoll, to affoord me this? |
A03515 | So all together? |
A03515 | So amisse instructed Art thou in course of thrift, as not to know Thy Lords goods wrackt, in this their ouer- flow? |
A03515 | So farre off leaue vs? |
A03515 | So goodly person''d, and so matcht with mind? |
A03515 | So onely? |
A03515 | Some famous Isle is this? |
A03515 | Some one to tell her this? |
A03515 | Some worthy Sire- in- law, or like- neare sonne? |
A03515 | Speake truth; Some publicke ● or onely thine? |
A03515 | Stately and complete? |
A03515 | Still is thy home so wisht? |
A03515 | Strange thing; an action of how proud a reach, Is here committed by Telemachus? |
A03515 | Such men, the boundlesse earth affoords respects Bounded in honour; and may call them wel: But poore men, who cals? |
A03515 | Sustaine ye( well apaid) Your imminent ill? |
A03515 | TRoy rac''t; Greece wrackt: who mou ● nes? |
A03515 | Takes 〈 … 〉 Of th''vniust wooers? |
A03515 | That are at sea to men vnbridld horse, And tunne, past rule, their farre- engaged course, Amidst a moisture, past all meane vnstaid? |
A03515 | That euen from thy byrth Haue bene thy best friends? |
A03515 | That first in wo, Sterne Fate did therefore set thy sequell downe? |
A03515 | That thou art spar''d there? |
A03515 | That your husband, set Close in his house at fire, can purchase yet No faith of you; But that he still is farre From any home of his? |
A03515 | That''t is a worke to beare? |
A03515 | The Cloud- assembler answerd: What words flie( Bold daughter) from thy Pale of e Ivorie? |
A03515 | The Showre- dissoluer answerd: VVhat a speech Hath past thy Pallate, O thou great in Reach Of wrackfull Empire? |
A03515 | The burning- eyd Dame answerd: What a speech Hath past the teeth- guard, Nature gaue to teach Fit question of thy words before they flie? |
A03515 | The fishie cleare, Barr''d to my passage? |
A03515 | The much- knower saide: Why wouldst not thou( in whose graue brest is bred The Art to order all acts) tell in this His error to him? |
A03515 | The old King sprung for ioy, to heare his spirit: And said; O lou''d Immortals, what a day Do your cleere bounties to my life display? |
A03515 | The rough seas tempting; desperatly erring The ill of others, in their good conferring? |
A03515 | The wise Penelope receiu''d her thus;( Bound with a slumber most delicious, And in the Port of dreames) O sister, why Repaire you hither? |
A03515 | Then, by the hand, Vlysses tooke his Swaine, And saide, Eumaeus? |
A03515 | Think''st thou if Pallas, and the King of skies We had to Friend; would their sufficiencies Make strong our part? |
A03515 | This bane of banquets; this most nasty begger? |
A03515 | This speech amongst themselues they entertaind When Phoebus, thus askt Hermes: Thus enchaind Would''st thou be Hermes, to be thus disclosde? |
A03515 | This, with this reply, The Cloud- assembler answerd: What words flie Thine owne remembrance( daughter?) |
A03515 | Thou mayst see The place will hold vs both; and seem''st to me A Begger like my sels: which who can mend? |
A03515 | Though on thy Natiue shore Thou setst safe footing? |
A03515 | Though, with thee, golden Venus were repos''de? |
A03515 | Thrice foure times blest were they that sunke beneath Their Fates at Troy; and did to nought contend, But to renowme Atrides with their end? |
A03515 | Through his thin Garment, what a Thigh he showes? |
A03515 | Thus late in night? |
A03515 | To her they came, and askt who gouernd there? |
A03515 | To see what Ladies do? |
A03515 | To tell Vlysses maids, that they must ceasse From doing our worke, and their banquets dresse? |
A03515 | To whom he came, and saide: O Friend? |
A03515 | To whom he said; O Friend, who is it that( so rich) hath paid Price for thy seruice? |
A03515 | To wrongfull men, and rude? |
A03515 | Trafficke, or roue ye? |
A03515 | Twixt which, and earth, so many mighty seas, And horrid currents, interpose their prea ● e? |
A03515 | VVhat Guest is this, that makes our house of late His entertainer? |
A03515 | VVhat delight hath heauen, That liues vnhurt it selfe, to suffer giuen Vp to all domage, those poore few that striue To imitate it? |
A03515 | VVhat race? |
A03515 | VVhat should the cause be? |
A03515 | VVhat words( Liodes) passe thy speeches guard? |
A03515 | VVhat, with my selfe, wil ● ● oods And Errors do? |
A03515 | VVhen they had fed; the Prince said, pray thee say, Whence coms this guest? |
A03515 | VVhere dwelt thy Sire, and reuerend Mother then? |
A03515 | VVhere liu''d his parents? |
A03515 | VVhere the anchoring place Your ship now rides at lies, that shor''d you here? |
A03515 | VVhich, thinkst thou nothing, that thou calst in these? |
A03515 | VVhose Orchard is it, that you husband thus? |
A03515 | VVhy put you thus on me A Gods resemblance? |
A03515 | Vnhappy? |
A03515 | Vniust, and churlish? |
A03515 | Vp amazd I flew, And desperate things discourst; if I should cast My selfe to ruine in the seas; or taste Amongst the liuing more mone, and sustaine? |
A03515 | Was he not then in Argos? |
A03515 | We thought we had deduction, curious Giuen thee before; to reach thy shore and home: Did it not like thee? |
A03515 | What a deed Of foule desert, hath thy grosse sufferance freed Beneath thine owne Roofe? |
A03515 | What all this rout? |
A03515 | What are they? |
A03515 | What asks thy wish now? |
A03515 | What broad Language giu''st thou? |
A03515 | What commune people liue heere? |
A03515 | What earth, People, and citie, owne you? |
A03515 | What feele I? |
A03515 | What fits my deede with these so many kinds Of goods late giuen? |
A03515 | What grace, and graue price, is by all men giuen To our Commander? |
A03515 | What know they, but at length thy Father may Come; and with violence, their violence pay? |
A03515 | What makes your angry blood thus chide My presence still? |
A03515 | What parents? |
A03515 | What sort of cruell death, hath renderd slaine Thy royall person? |
A03515 | What was I borne to? |
A03515 | What words( said she) flye your retentiue pow''rs? |
A03515 | Whatsoeuer coast Or towne, he comes to, how much he engrost Of faire and precious prey, and brought from Troy? |
A03515 | When out she cri''d, and bent Beneath my sword, her knees; embracing 〈 ◊ 〉; And( full of teares) said, Who? |
A03515 | Whence comes it? |
A03515 | Where then was Menelaus? |
A03515 | Whether? |
A03515 | Which No blacke Day, No Nation, nor no Age; No change of Time or Fortune, Force, nor Rage, Shall euer race? |
A03515 | Which one of these You would be set at, say; and you are there; And therefore what afflicts you? |
A03515 | Who doth so excell In others good, to do himselfe an ill? |
A03515 | Who is it, that can keepe off cruell Death, If suddainly should rush out th''angry breath Of Notus, or the eager- spirited West? |
A03515 | Who neuer did gainst any one proceed, With vniust vsage, or in word or deed? |
A03515 | Whom a man When strifes, to blowes rise, trusts: though battel ran In huge and high waues? |
A03515 | Whom did Necessitie so much compell, Of yong or old? |
A03515 | Whom next our owne blood, and selfe- race we loue? |
A03515 | Whose commended pow''r, Thou sayst( to grace the Graecian Conquerour) At Ilion perisht? |
A03515 | Why last art thou now? |
A03515 | Why then is Fiction, to this end, so hatefull to our true Ignorants? |
A03515 | Why? |
A03515 | Will you brand vs, for an offence not ours? |
A03515 | With what clouds Ioue, heauens heightned forehead binds? |
A03515 | Yet his smart, I wept to see; and ru''d it from my heart; Enquiring how, he could before me be, That came by ship? |
A03515 | Yet hold you purpose to enquire my life? |
A03515 | Yet neuer shall Thy lou''d heart be conuerted on his thrall,( Austere Oly 〈 ◊ 〉:) did not euer he, In ample Troy, thy altars gratifie? |
A03515 | You were neuer here Before this houre; and would you now giue cheare To my so many woes and miseries? |
A03515 | Your Oxen driuing; or your flockes estate? |
A03515 | Your meane apparance made not me retire; Nor this your rich shew, makes me now admire, Nor moues at all: For what is all to me, If not my husband? |
A03515 | [ 10], 194,[ 2], 195- 376,[ 2] p. By Rich: Field[ and W. Jaggard], for Nathaniell Butter, Imprinted at London:[ 1615?] |
A03515 | a ● t thou yet Enflam''d with warre? |
A03515 | abiect? |
A03515 | and beloued so? |
A03515 | and dost not feare The Presidents of suppliants? |
A03515 | and for what Coast tries Your ship the moist deepes? |
A03515 | and from whence you are? |
A03515 | and his foolish shade? |
A03515 | and like the Deities liue? |
A03515 | and like theeues oppresse Poore strange aduenturers; exposing so Your soules to danger, and your liues to wo? |
A03515 | and seru''d destinie there? |
A03515 | and so oft hath giuen To all th''Immortals thron''d in ample heauen, So great and sacred gifts? |
A03515 | and such gladnesse show For Circes house; that will transforme ye all To Swine, or Wolues, or Lions? |
A03515 | and the sole hope of your race? |
A03515 | and the widdowes eyes Tempt with renew''d thought; that would otherwise Depose her sorrowes, since her Lord is dead, And teares are idle? |
A03515 | and these strifes bind My powrs to answer? |
A03515 | and thirst to drinke thy swet? |
A03515 | and what In any region bosted he his state? |
A03515 | and whence? |
A03515 | bringst thou not 〈 … 〉 Finde his austere supposes? |
A03515 | composde of iniury, Plotter of mischiefe? |
A03515 | does any friend here know, When this Telemachus returnes? |
A03515 | enforc''t to erre All this time with thy souldiers? |
A03515 | exciting thus The rout against vs? |
A03515 | fit for me to beare To wash at flood, the weeds I can not weare Before repurified? |
A03515 | from whence? |
A03515 | go thither? |
A03515 | hast not thou The counsell giuen thy selfe, that told thee how Vlysses shall with his returne addresse His wooers wrongs? |
A03515 | his countrie? |
A03515 | his mind Lessening with languors? |
A03515 | how alas shall I Present my selfe? |
A03515 | how appeares to you this man? |
A03515 | how greete his grauitie? |
A03515 | how was it, That false Aegisthus, being so farre vnfit A match for him, could his death so enforce? |
A03515 | how, thus backe Art thou arriu''d here? |
A03515 | intends, that the Equinoctiall is there:( for how else is the course of day and night neare or equall?) |
A03515 | let me truly know: To gaine thy vessell, did he violence show, And vsde her gainst thy will? |
A03515 | man of miserie? |
A03515 | not dead resigne Thy wrath for those curst Armes? |
A03515 | of what high line Art thou the issue? |
A03515 | or doth liue In Sparta, with his Vnkle? |
A03515 | or dwell iniurious mortals here? |
A03515 | or had her free, When fitting question, he had made with thee? |
A03515 | or his course With men so left, to let a coward breathe Spirit enough, to dare his brothers death? |
A03515 | or in leauy woods? |
A03515 | or in the founts of floods? |
A03515 | or know( Without instruction, past our owne skils) how( Put off from hence) to stere our course the more? |
A03515 | or no, From sandie Pylos? |
A03515 | or of any towne? |
A03515 | or they became the prey Of any other, holding me no more In powre of safe returne, or if my store My wife had kept together, with her Sonne? |
A03515 | or with what Traine dignified Of his selected Ithacensi ● ● youth? |
A03515 | out of any feare Of more illusion? |
A03515 | pray thee say,( And say a Truth) doth vast Destruction lay Her hand vpon the wide- way''d* Seat of men? |
A03515 | since so farre off lie Your house and houshold? |
A03515 | since thy armes can not lend The string least motion? |
A03515 | so large set, And fairely fashiond? |
A03515 | so soone, away? |
A03515 | still stay heere? |
A03515 | that still each day Your minds giue ouer to this vaine dismay, VVhy weepe ye( wretches?) |
A03515 | that would quiet vs, With putting vs in storme? |
A03515 | the railer, made a foole with pride; What language giu''st thou? |
A03515 | transfer''d, and sold thee heere? |
A03515 | what Nation? |
A03515 | what are ye? |
A03515 | what cities birth? |
A03515 | what country stands his speech vpon? |
A03515 | what foule spirit brake Into thy bosome to retire thee thus? |
A03515 | what obseruation Hast thou made of the world? |
A03515 | what seaman gaue him way To this our Isle? |
A03515 | what shores sustaine Thy natiue Citie? |
A03515 | what? |
A03515 | when such men as he, Did in distresse aske? |
A03515 | when the eare Of Ioue stoopes to them? |
A03515 | whence claimes he the state His birth in this life holds? |
A03515 | whence he fetcht his race? |
A03515 | whence saile ye these seas? |
A03515 | whence? |
A03515 | where were these two met? |
A03515 | while vnworthy men Deuoure his fortunes? |
A03515 | whither will ye? |
A03515 | whither will you go? |
A03515 | who was th''nhappiest Of all men breathing, if he were at all? |
A03515 | who yet arriu''d where none Could giue to these newes any cer ● aine wings? |
A03515 | who ● e mansion, Of all men, in this rough- hewne Isle, shall I Direct my way to? |
A03515 | whom she lou''d a Maid? |
A03515 | whose hurt had branded me VVith much neglect of you? |
A03515 | why are you Fond of your mischiefs? |
A03515 | why bred thy mother one So negligent, in rites so stood vpon By other virgins? |
A03515 | why refusde His wit the solid shore, to trie the seas, And put in ships the trust of his distresse? |
A03515 | why, to heare The Fate of Greece and Ilion, mourne you so? |
A03515 | wilt thou beare from vs That Bow proposd? |
A03515 | yet liest thou thus awake? |
A03515 | your words proue My patience strangely: VVho is it can moue My Bed out of his place? |