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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44398 | And what earthquake''s arm of might Breaks his dungeon- gates at night? |
44398 | what holy angel Brings the Slave this glad evangel? |
13830 | I hear the church- bells ring; O say, what may it be?" |
13830 | I hear the sound of guns; O say, what may it be?" |
13830 | I see a gleaming light; O say, what may it be?" |
2039 | What is this that ye do, my children? 2039 Are there not other youths as fair as Gabriel? 2039 Art thou so near unto me, and yet I can not behold thee? 2039 Art thou so near unto me, and yet thy voice does not reach me? 2039 Have you so soon forgotten all lessons of love and forgiveness? 2039 Is it a foolish dream, an idle and vague superstition? 2039 Is this the fruit of my toils, of my vigils and prayers and privations? 2039 Or has an angel passed, and revealed the truth to my spirit? |
2039 | Shall we not then be glad, and rejoice in the joy of our children?" |
2039 | Tears came into her eyes, and she said, with a tremulous accent,"Gone? |
2039 | This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman? |
2039 | This is the house of the Prince of Peace, and would you profane it Thus with violent deeds and hearts overflowing with hatred? |
2039 | When shall these eyes behold, these arms be folded about thee?" |
2039 | Yet am I not of those who imagine some evil intention Brings them here, for we are at peace; and why then molest us?" |
2039 | is Gabriel gone?" |
2039 | others Who have hearts as tender and true, and spirits as loyal? |
2039 | shouted the hasty and somewhat irascible blacksmith;"Must we in all things look for the how, and the why, and the wherefore? |
2039 | what madness has seized you? |
2039 | why dream and wait for him longer? |
19 | Does not all the blood within me Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee, As the springs to meet the sunshine, In the Moon when nights are brightest? 19 And are we the aunts and uncles? |
19 | Anything you are afraid of?" |
19 | Cried the fierce Kabibonokka,"Who is this that dares to brave me? |
19 | Has perchance the old Nokomis, Has my wife, my Minnehaha, Wronged or grieved you by unkindness, Failed in hospitable duties?" |
19 | If still further you should ask me, Saying,"Who was Nawadaha? |
19 | Is there anything can harm you? |
19 | Nothing that you are afraid of?" |
19 | Or the heron, the Shuh- shuh- gah? |
19 | Or the pelican, the Shada? |
19 | Or the white goose, Waw- be- wawa, With the water dripping, flashing, From its glossy neck and feathers? |
19 | Saw the moon rise from the water Rippling, rounding from the water, Saw the flecks and shadows on it, Whispered,"What is that, Nokomis?" |
19 | Saw the rainbow in the heaven, In the eastern sky, the rainbow, Whispered,"What is that, Nokomis?" |
19 | She had heard her father praise him, Praise his courage and his wisdom; Would he come again for arrows To the Falls of Minnehaha? |
19 | Then he said,"O Mudjekeewis, Is there nothing that can harm you? |
19 | Then he turned and saw the strangers, Cowering, crouching with the shadows; Said within himself,"Who are they? |
19 | Was it Shingebis the diver? |
19 | Was it the owl, the Koko- koho, Hooting from the dismal forest? |
19 | Was it the wind above the smoke- flue, Muttering down into the wigwam? |
19 | Was it then for heads of arrows, Arrow- heads of chalcedony, Arrow- heads of flint and jasper, That my Hiawatha halted In the land of the Dacotahs? |
19 | What strange guests has Minnehaha?" |
19 | When he heard the owls at midnight, Hooting, laughing in the forest,"What is that?" |
19 | Who is this, that lights the wigwam? |
19 | Who shall say what dreams of beauty Filled the heart of Hiawatha? |
19 | Who shall say what thoughts and visions Fill the fiery brains of young men? |
19 | Who will care for the Puk- Wudjies? |
19 | Why then will you hunt each other? |
19 | With his great eyes lights the wigwam? |
19 | Woodrow W. Morris April 1, 1991 The Song of Hiawatha Introduction Should you ask me, whence these stories? |
19 | XII The Son of the Evening Star Can it be the sun descending O''er the level plain of water? |
19 | and safe from danger; Can you not, with all your cunning, All your wisdom and contrivance, Change me, too, into a beaver?" |
19 | he cried in terror,"What is that,"he said,"Nokomis?" |
19 | he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?" |
19 | he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?" |
19 | he cried, desponding,"Must our lives depend on these things?" |
19 | said the young men, As they sported in the meadow:"Why stand idly looking at us, Leaning on the rock behind you? |
19 | why is it That your hearts are so afflicted, That you sob so in the midnight? |
10490 | (_ Here_ MARY_ looketh around her, trembling, and then saith:_)_ Mary._ Who is it speaketh in this place, With such a gentle voice? |
10490 | A spy in the convent? |
10490 | Ah, how can I ever hope to requite This honor from one so erudite? |
10490 | Already thou hast heard the rest But what brings thee, thus armed and dight In the equipments of a knight? |
10490 | Am I not Herod? |
10490 | And what are the studies you pursue? |
10490 | And where is the Prince? |
10490 | And wilt thou die? |
10490 | And yet who knows? |
10490 | Are all things well with them? |
10490 | Are you Christian monks, or heathen devils, To pollute this convent with your revels? |
10490 | Are you such asses As to keep up the fashion of midnight masses? |
10490 | But by what instinct, or what secret sign, Meeting me here, do you straightway divine That northward of the Alps my country lies? |
10490 | But do I comprehend aright The meaning of the words he sung So sweetly in his native tongue? |
10490 | Can it be so? |
10490 | Can you bring The dead to life? |
10490 | Canst thou thy letters say? |
10490 | Come, Aleph, Beth; dost thou forget? |
10490 | Do I not know The life of woman is full of woe? |
10490 | Do you see that Livornese felucca, That vessel to the windward yonder, Running with her gunwale under? |
10490 | Does he not warn us all to seek The happier, better land on high, Where flowers immortal never wither, And could he forbid me to go thither? |
10490 | Does she Without compulsion, of her own free will, Consent to this? |
10490 | Does the same madness fill thy brain? |
10490 | Dost thou hear? |
10490 | Dost thou not see upon my breast The cross of the Crusaders shine? |
10490 | For why should I With outdoor hospitality My prince''s friend thus entertain? |
10490 | Hardly a glimmer Of light comes in at the window- pane; Or is it my eyes are growing dimmer? |
10490 | Have I thine absolution free To do it, and without restriction? |
10490 | Have you done this, by the appliance And aid of doctors? |
10490 | Have you forgotten that day in June, When the church was so cool in the afternoon, And I came in to confess my sins? |
10490 | Have you lifted me Into the air, only to hurl me back Wounded upon the ground? |
10490 | Have you thought well of it? |
10490 | How is the Prince? |
10490 | How shall we do it? |
10490 | Is it not so? |
10490 | Is it you, Hubert? |
10490 | Is this a tavern and drinking- house? |
10490 | Logic makes an important part Of the mystery of the healing art; For without it how could you hope to show That nobody knows so much as you know? |
10490 | Meanwhile, hast thou searched well thy breast? |
10490 | Moreover, what has the world in store For one like her, but tears and toil? |
10490 | One of the brothers Telling scandalous tales of the others? |
10490 | Or does my sight Deceive me in the uncertain light? |
10490 | Or have thy passion and unrest Vanished forever from thy mind? |
10490 | Our journey into Italy Perchance together we may make; Wilt thou not do it for my sake? |
10490 | Pray tell me, of what school are you? |
10490 | The day is drawing to its close; And what good deeds, since first it rose, Have I presented, Lord, to thee, As offerings of my ministry? |
10490 | The peace of God, that passeth understanding, Reigns in these cloisters and these corridors, Are you Ernestus, Abbot of the convent? |
10490 | What ails the child, who seems to fear That we shall do him harm? |
10490 | What are the books now most in vogue? |
10490 | What are these paintings on the walls around us? |
10490 | What brings thee hither? |
10490 | What can I say? |
10490 | What can this mean? |
10490 | What have we here, affixed to the gate? |
10490 | What if this were of God? |
10490 | What is that yonder on the square? |
10490 | What is the course you here go through? |
10490 | What is this castle that rises above us, and lords it over a land so wide? |
10490 | What is your illness? |
10490 | What land is this that spreads itself beneath us? |
10490 | What may your wish or purpose be? |
10490 | What means this revel and carouse? |
10490 | What potent charm Has drawn thee from thy German farm Into the old Alsatian city? |
10490 | What sound is that? |
10490 | What think you of ours here at Salern? |
10490 | What wrong repressed, what right maintained What struggle passed, what victory gained, What good attempted and attained? |
10490 | What, then, if thou wert dead? |
10490 | When came you in? |
10490 | Whence come you now? |
10490 | Whence come you? |
10490 | Whence come you? |
10490 | Whence come you? |
10490 | Where is he? |
10490 | Who and what are you? |
10490 | Who built it? |
10490 | Who is it speaks? |
10490 | Who is it that doth stand so near His whispered words I almost hear? |
10490 | Who says that I am ill? |
10490 | Who shall dare My crown to take, my sceptre bear, As king among the Jews? |
10490 | Who was it said Amen? |
10490 | Who would think her but fourteen? |
10490 | Why dost thou lift those tender eyes With so much sorrow and surprise? |
10490 | Why entreat me, why upbraid me, When the steadfast tongues of truth And the flattering hopes of youth Have all deceived me and betrayed me? |
10490 | Why have I done this? |
10490 | Why howl the dogs at night? |
10490 | Why keep me pacing to and fro Amid these aisles of sacred gloom, Counting my footsteps as I go, And marking with each step a tomb? |
10490 | Why should the world for thee make room, And wait thy leisure and thy beck? |
10490 | Why stayest thou, Prince of Hoheneck? |
10490 | Why wait you? |
10490 | Wilt thou so love me after death? |
10490 | _ Bertha._ Did he give us the beautiful stork above On the chimney- top, with its large, round nest? |
10490 | _ Doctor Cherubino._ What do I care for the Doctor Seraphic, With all his wordy chaffer and traffic? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ And must he die? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ And what is this, that follows close upon it? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ Do you know the story Of Christ and the Sultan''s daughter? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ Shall we not go, then? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ What bells are those, that ring so slow, So mellow, musical, and low? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ Why is it hateful to you? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ Will you not promise? |
10490 | _ Elsie._ Wilt thou as fond and faithful be? |
10490 | _ Elsie_ Christ died for me, and shall not I Be willing for my Prince to die? |
10490 | _ Elsie_ What is this picture? |
10490 | _ Elsie_ What? |
10490 | _ Elsie_ Why should I live? |
10490 | _ Friar Cuthbert._ Who are they? |
10490 | _ Friar John._ What is the name of yonder friar, With an eye that glows like a coal of fire, And such a black mass of tangled hair? |
10490 | _ Gottlieb._ What if they were dead? |
10490 | _ Gottlieb._ What wouldst thou? |
10490 | _ Gottlieb._ Where are Bertha and Max? |
10490 | _ Gottlieb._ Where are the children? |
10490 | _ Justice._ What penitence proportionate Can e''er be felt for sin so great? |
10490 | _ Lucifer( starting)._ What is that bell for? |
10490 | _ Lucifer._ Will you not taste it? |
10490 | _ Lucifer_ What is their remedy? |
10490 | _ Monks,_ And your Abbot What''s- his- name? |
10490 | _ Monks._ Did he drink hard? |
10490 | _ Monks._ Who? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ And whose tomb is that, Which bears the brass escutcheon? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ And will the righteous Heaven forgive? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ But this deed, is it good or evil? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ Can you direct us to Friar Angelo? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ How fares it with the holy monks of Hirschau? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ What is it? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ Why for the dead, who are at rest? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ Will one draught Suffice? |
10490 | _ Prince Henry._ Wouldst thou have done so, Elsie? |
10490 | _ Rabbi._ And now, my Judas, say to me What the great Voices Four may be, That quite across the world do flee, And are not heard by men? |
10490 | _ Rabbi._ What next? |
10490 | _ Ursula._ Of death or life? |
10490 | _ Ursula._ What dost thou mean? |
10490 | _ Ursula_ Am I still dreaming, or awake? |
10490 | _ Walter._ How did it end? |
10490 | _ Walter._ How is the Prince? |
10490 | an adept? |
10490 | and offered me The waters of eternal life, to bid me Drink the polluted puddles of this world? |
10490 | are you going to slay me? |
10490 | can you tell me where alight Thuringia''s horsemen for the night? |
10490 | do you not hear? |
10490 | do you see at the window there That face, with a look of grief and despair, That ghastly face, as of one in pain? |
10490 | how came you into this way? |
10490 | now say, if thou art wise, When the Angel of Death, who is full of eyes, Comes where a sick man dying lies, What doth he to the wight? |
10490 | what ails thee, my poor child? |
10490 | what are the tidings to- day? |
10490 | what is the news, I pray? |
10490 | where? |
10490 | why do ye play, And break the holy Sabbath day? |
10490 | wouldst thou so? |
5436 | And do you know I rather like this indifferentism? 5436 And do you think he could have done this,"asked Berkley;"if Saint Wolfgang had not helped him?" |
5436 | And have not forgotten--"The old castle? 5436 And is Uhland always so soothing and spiritual?" |
5436 | And sawest thou on the turrets The King and his royal bride? 5436 And this you think should be forgiven?" |
5436 | And what do you Germans consider the prominent characteristics of his genius? |
5436 | And what do you think of Eckermann? |
5436 | And what do you think of Heidelberg and the old castle up there? |
5436 | And what is the image in your fancy? 5436 And which of them shall I read to you? |
5436 | And who are they? |
5436 | And who has not? |
5436 | And who says we do n''t? |
5436 | And why need one always explain? 5436 Bless me, child, what ails you?" |
5436 | But are you sure the case is utterly hopeless? |
5436 | But are you sure, that this is no hallucination? 5436 But does it not often offend you to hear people speaking of Art and Nature as opposite and discordant things? |
5436 | But is there no ghost, no haunted chamber in the old castle? |
5436 | But whom have we here? |
5436 | By the way,interrupted the Baron,"did you ever read Hoffmann''s beautiful story of Master Martin, the Cooper of Nuremberg? |
5436 | Can you make old traditions? |
5436 | Did you ever see him? |
5436 | Do you not remember the marble bust at Rome? 5436 He is a poet, then, as well as a philosopher?" |
5436 | He strides away indignantly, like one of Ossian''s ghosts? |
5436 | How do you know? |
5436 | How, then, can she give soirées? |
5436 | In the Black Forest, by all means? 5436 Is an honest musician to be tormented with music, as I have been to- day, and am so often tormented? |
5436 | Is she beautiful? |
5436 | Is that from Shakspere? |
5436 | Led they not forth in rapture A beauteous maiden there? 5436 Pray, Mr. Flemming, what do you think of that Rembrandt?" |
5436 | Shall we go in, Flemming? |
5436 | The winds and the waves of ocean, Had they a merry chime? 5436 Then how can you linger here so long? |
5436 | Well, this afternoon I devote to you; for to- morrow we part once more, and who knows when we shall meet again? |
5436 | What are you doing here, Von Kleist? |
5436 | What books have we here for afternoon reading? |
5436 | What do you mean by that? |
5436 | What is her name? |
5436 | What young lady with the soft voice? |
5436 | Where have you been since? |
5436 | Who is this? |
5436 | Why do you say summer- time and not summer? |
5436 | Why have I been born with all these warm affections,--these ardent longings after what is good, if they lead only to sorrow and disappointment? 5436 Why quote the songs of that witty and licentious age? |
5436 | Why such haste? 5436 Yet what binds us, friend to friend, But that soul with soul can blend? |
5436 | You do not like the waltz? |
5436 | ''Why so dull and mute, young sinner; Pr''ythee why so mute? |
5436 | ''Why so wan and pale, fond lover; Pr''ythee why so pale? |
5436 | --Do you not see a resemblance? |
5436 | --he says,"How is the Man in the Custom- House?" |
5436 | After all,--what is she? |
5436 | And if it never comes, what matters it? |
5436 | And smokes the Fox tobacco? |
5436 | And smokes the Fox tobacco? |
5436 | And smokes the Fox tobacco? |
5436 | And smokes the leathery Fox tobacco? |
5436 | And the golden crown of pride? |
5436 | And the wave of their crimson mantles? |
5436 | And thou, reader, dost thou know what a hero is? |
5436 | And was it indeed so? |
5436 | Are not the morning shadows of life as deep and broad as those of its evening? |
5436 | Are not, then, the sorrows of childhood as dark as those of age? |
5436 | Are they not higher and holier than the stars? |
5436 | Are they not more to me than all things else?" |
5436 | Are you certain, that you have been chosen by Heaven for this great work?" |
5436 | But after all, what are these but the decorations and painted scenery in the great theatre of human life? |
5436 | But do you really believe, that this is a portrait of Homer?" |
5436 | But if, byincidents, you mean events in the history of the human mind,( and why not?) |
5436 | But is it possible you have never been at Chamouni? |
5436 | But pray tell me, who was that young lady, with the soft voice?" |
5436 | But where sleeps the dust of his rival and foe, sweet Master Bartholomew Rainbow?" |
5436 | But which of Hoffmann''s works is it, that you have in your hand?" |
5436 | But would it then have been Romanesque? |
5436 | By the way, did you ever read that brilliant Italian dithyrambic, Redi''s Bacchus in Tuscany? |
5436 | Can such a simple result spring only from the long and intricate process of experience? |
5436 | Did it ever occur to you that he was in some points like Ben Franklin? |
5436 | Did it not recall, think ye, the lake of Thun? |
5436 | Did not Pan captivate the chaste Diana? |
5436 | Did not Titania love Nick Bottom, with his ass''s head? |
5436 | Did we not tell you so? |
5436 | Did you ever read the ballad of Veit Weber, the shoe- maker, on this subject? |
5436 | Did you never have the misfortune to live in a community, where a difficulty in the parish seemed to announce the end of the world? |
5436 | Did you never hear of the Christ of Andernach?" |
5436 | Did you observe what a loud, sharp voice she has?" |
5436 | Didst thou hear, from those lofty chambers, The harp and the minstrel''s rhyme?" |
5436 | Do n''t you think that beautiful?" |
5436 | Do they not move, Hyperion- like on high? |
5436 | Do you know she has nearly ruined your character in town? |
5436 | Do you not think the Frau Kranich has a very beautiful leather?" |
5436 | Do you recollect it?" |
5436 | Do you remember Sir John Suckling''s Song? |
5436 | Do you think the fishes, that heard the sermon of St. Anthony, were any better than thosewho did not? |
5436 | Flemming read;"Hast thou seen that lordly castle, That Castle by the Sea? |
5436 | For what is Time? |
5436 | Has it not all turned out just as we said? |
5436 | Has not their presence been sweeter to me than flowers? |
5436 | Have you ever been in love? |
5436 | Have you no better consolation to offer me? |
5436 | Have you not heard funeral psalms from the chauntry? |
5436 | Have you read Menzel''s attack upon him?" |
5436 | Have you read any thing of his? |
5436 | Have you real talent,--real feeling for art? |
5436 | Here, or in the Black Forest?" |
5436 | How canst thou rejoice? |
5436 | How do you like that?" |
5436 | How do you like that?" |
5436 | How does the Frau Mama? |
5436 | How does the Frau Mama? |
5436 | How does the Frau Mama? |
5436 | How does the Herr Papa? |
5436 | How does the Herr Papa? |
5436 | How does the Herr Papa? |
5436 | How does the Herr Rector? |
5436 | How does the Herr Rector? |
5436 | How does the Herr Rector? |
5436 | How does the Mamsell S � ur? |
5436 | How does the Mamsell S � ur? |
5436 | How does the Mamsell S � ur? |
5436 | How does the leathery Frau Mama? |
5436 | How does the leathery Herr Papa? |
5436 | How does the leathery Herr Rector? |
5436 | How does the leathery Mamsell S � ur? |
5436 | How is the Man in the Custom- House?" |
5436 | I wonder what mischief she is hatching now? |
5436 | If not this, then tell me what it is?" |
5436 | In John Lyly''s Endymion, Sir Topas is made to say;"Dost thou know what a Poet is? |
5436 | In solitudeor in society? |
5436 | Into the Silent Land? |
5436 | Is he a favorite author of yours?" |
5436 | Is it like this?" |
5436 | Is it not so?" |
5436 | Is it you? |
5436 | Is not that a beautiful poem?" |
5436 | Is that the meaning?" |
5436 | It is entitled,` Whither?'' |
5436 | It was born in the night, and died this morning early?" |
5436 | Leave me, I wish to be alone?" |
5436 | Otherwise, who would feed the undying lamp of thought? |
5436 | Pr''ythee why so mute? |
5436 | Pr''ythee why so pale? |
5436 | Pray what is the matter? |
5436 | Pray, does anybody live up there now- a- days?" |
5436 | Resplendent as the morning sun, Beaming with golden hair?" |
5436 | Shall I read it?" |
5436 | Tell me, do not these men in all ages and in all places, emblazon with bright colors the armorial bearings of their country? |
5436 | Tell me, my friend, have you no faith in this?" |
5436 | Tell me, my soul, why art thou restless? |
5436 | That''s your sunrise on the Righi, is it? |
5436 | The idea is beautiful, is it not?" |
5436 | This is surely a head of Homer?" |
5436 | Were they not, likewise, sons of Heaven and Earth? |
5436 | What are they but the coarse materials of the poet''s song? |
5436 | What brings the leathery postilion? |
5436 | What brings the postilion? |
5436 | What brings the postilion? |
5436 | What brings the postilion? |
5436 | What comes there from the hill? |
5436 | What comes there from the hill? |
5436 | What comes there from the hill? |
5436 | What comes there from the leathery hill? |
5436 | What could so disturb the studies of this melancholy wight? |
5436 | What do you say of my Latin?" |
5436 | What do you think of that?" |
5436 | What do you think of the shoe- maker poets that came after them,--with their guilds and singing- schools? |
5436 | What had she done, to be so tempted in her weakness, and perish? |
5436 | What is the use of giving way to sadness in this beautiful world?" |
5436 | What think you of that?" |
5436 | What would you say, were you to see him sitting on a sofa with his arms round your wife?" |
5436 | When did you ever hear me breathe a whisper against her?" |
5436 | When he communicated his thoughts to the Baron, the only answer he received was;"After all, what is the use of so much preaching? |
5436 | Whence came this holy calm, this long- desired tranquillity? |
5436 | Where are then the bright fancies, that, amid the great stillness of the night, arise like stars in the firmament of our souls? |
5436 | Where are you taking the gentleman?" |
5436 | Where do they hide themselves in such storms? |
5436 | Where will you have the scene? |
5436 | Who is she? |
5436 | Who translated it?" |
5436 | Who was this Callot?" |
5436 | Why didst thou suffer her gentle affections to lead her thus astray?" |
5436 | Why does he stop at the little village of Capellen? |
5436 | Why dost thou look forward to the future with such strong desire? |
5436 | Why have I not made these sage reflections, this wise resolve, sooner? |
5436 | Why is thy foot so bloody? |
5436 | Why reason with thunder- showers? |
5436 | Why should he not be allowed to copy in words what painters and sculptors copy in colors and in marble?" |
5436 | Why so wan and pale, fond lover? |
5436 | Why would you preach to the wind? |
5436 | Will, if looking well ca n''t move her, Looking ill prevail? |
5436 | Will, if speaking well ca n''t win her, Saying nothing do''t? |
5436 | Would you hang one of those in your hall? |
5436 | Yet what cares he? |
5436 | You have been at Baden- Baden? |
5436 | You say she afterwards married Achim von Arnim?" |
5436 | ` Is this the way I was going? |
5436 | ` What do I say of a murmur? |
5436 | a kind of rhymed Ben Franklin? |
5436 | at what firesides dry their feathery cloaks? |
5436 | do you know the story of the Liebenstein?" |
5436 | how canst thou mourn? |
5436 | or to know one of the benefactors of the human race, in the very` storm and pressure period''of his indiscreet enthusiasm? |
5436 | said Flemming to the old sexton;"who is this, that stands here so solemnly in marble, and seems to be keeping guard over the dead men below?" |
5436 | screamed a youth, whose face was hot and flushed with supper and with beer;"Brander, I say? |