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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28190 | And are you going to accept it, mother? 28190 And now about your other wreck not far from here?" |
28190 | And why did n''t you go then, lad? |
28190 | Are both you fellows up? |
28190 | Are you going to bed, Jack? |
28190 | Back again all safe, Jack? |
28190 | But how are we to do that, Jack? 28190 Can any of you speak English?" |
28190 | Can not we do something? |
28190 | Can you come to- morrow, Jack? |
28190 | Do you know what the cargo is, captain? |
28190 | Do you think we could wade along to the island, Bill? |
28190 | Do you want me, uncle? |
28190 | Down with them, boys? |
28190 | Glad it is over, eh, Master Robson? |
28190 | Going to be fine, Bill? |
28190 | Has she? |
28190 | Have they got them all, sir? |
28190 | How do you know it is the Yarmouth steamer, Jack? |
28190 | How far are we away from Calcutta, ma''am? |
28190 | How long will you be about it? |
28190 | How much longer shall we be before we are at the mouth of the Hoogley, sir? |
28190 | How on earth are we to tackle that? |
28190 | I say, how are you both-- are either of you badly hurt? |
28190 | If we were to get the painting on deck done directly the carpenters knock off we might do the outside while we are taking the cargo in? |
28190 | Is she damaged at all? |
28190 | Is that all? |
28190 | Is there anything to be done? |
28190 | It is downright awful, is n''t it? |
28190 | Joe is going, I suppose? |
28190 | No other boats here this morning? |
28190 | Now, have you got any arms you can give us? |
28190 | Now, what are we going to do next? |
28190 | Shall I knock at your door as I pass in the morning? |
28190 | Shall I swim to the boat, Bill, and try and get her back? |
28190 | So you have been shipwrecked, I hear? |
28190 | Take a carriage, gentlemen? 28190 That is not a bad idea, Jack; but how are we to do it? |
28190 | That will be a rather nasty job to get right, wo n''t it? |
28190 | That will cost a lot, wo n''t it? |
28190 | The boats were off an hour ago, I suppose? |
28190 | Then you wo n''t go out again to- night, Jack? |
28190 | To go to sea-- eh? |
28190 | WHAT on earth is it all about? |
28190 | Well, Jack, what do you make out of the weather? |
28190 | Well, Mr. Timmins, when do you think we can be ready to take cargo on board? |
28190 | Well, that was not so very bad, was it, Jack? |
28190 | Well, what do you suppose they will be up to next, Jim? |
28190 | What are they up to now, I wonder? |
28190 | What did they mutiny about? |
28190 | What do they mean, Jack? |
28190 | What do you say, Arthur? |
28190 | What do you say, Jack? |
28190 | What do you think we had better do? 28190 What do you think, Tom? |
28190 | What in the world can have become of them? 28190 What is it, Jack?" |
28190 | What is it, Jack? |
28190 | What is it, Joseph? |
28190 | What is it, uncle? |
28190 | What is this? |
28190 | What is to be done? |
28190 | What is to be done? |
28190 | What shall we do, Jim? |
28190 | What time shall we go out, uncle? |
28190 | What water is there on the sand, Ben? |
28190 | Where are we? |
28190 | Where is she, Bill? |
28190 | Which way had we better get at her, Tom? |
28190 | Who are you, and where do you spring from? |
28190 | Why, I thought he was ill in bed? |
28190 | Why, Jack, what has happened? |
28190 | Will they be here in time, do you think, Bill? |
28190 | Will you want me, uncle? 28190 And your father was an artist? 28190 But in that case what could have become of them? 28190 Could they have been in one of the houses that are burned? |
28190 | Do you think they mean to kill us, Jack?" |
28190 | Do you think you can shift Joe so as to sit on one shoulder? |
28190 | Have you any taste that way?" |
28190 | Have you got the jib hooked on to the traveller? |
28190 | How are you, Arthur?" |
28190 | How much money have you got, Arthur?" |
28190 | How much shall I give you each?" |
28190 | How thick is the wall?" |
28190 | I reckon these boats are just as safe as the bawleys?" |
28190 | I suppose we can not set the painters at work until the carpenters are done?" |
28190 | I wonder what they are going to do with us in the morning? |
28190 | I wonder whether it is empty?" |
28190 | If it feels like this here, what must it be on board a ship?" |
28190 | Is it all done for practice, do you think?" |
28190 | Is there anything else I can do at present? |
28190 | Now, had it been an arm, chaps would have been sorry for me; but who is going to pity a man for losing half an ear?" |
28190 | Shall we get out at the back of the house and try and make a bolt of it?" |
28190 | So I hear you have only been living here about two years?" |
28190 | Suspecting no harm, however, they at once moved forward, asking in Egyptian,"What are you doing here with our boat?" |
28190 | Swim off alone, or hold on by you till we all go together?" |
28190 | The ladies are all right, I hope?" |
28190 | Wash, you understand?" |
28190 | Well, lads, what can I do for you?" |
28190 | Well, what do you say to that?" |
28190 | What are the police doing? |
28190 | What do you want?" |
28190 | What has it all been about? |
28190 | What in the world induced your uncle to make the run in such weather as this?" |
28190 | What is it all about?" |
28190 | What is the use of making rules if they are never observed? |
28190 | What is up, I wonder?" |
28190 | What time are you going to start?" |
28190 | What time do you think it is?" |
28190 | Where are your companions? |
28190 | Which of you was it who sprang overboard to get our line?" |
28190 | Which shall I do? |
28190 | Will you get them at the office to write to the two mates to tell them to be here the first thing in the morning? |
28190 | You are Robson, I suppose?" |
28190 | You belong to a ship that was wrecked; whereabout did she come ashore?" |
28190 | You surely can not be the only two saved from the wreck?" |
28190 | are you going up home, Tripper?" |
11533 | And so I fail to please, false lady mine? 11533 And who shall match her offspring, If babes are like their mother? |
11533 | Back,quoth she, And screamed and stormed;"a sorry clown kiss me? |
11533 | But thou mislik''st my hair? 11533 Didst thou e''er study dreams? |
11533 | Now therefore take and punish And fairly cut away These all unruly tusks of mine; For to what end serve they? 11533 Slumberest so soon, sweet bridegroom? |
11533 | Soul, why deal with me in this wise? 11533 Wilt not speak? |
11533 | A maid, and flout the Paphian? |
11533 | Am I forgot? |
11533 | Am I not fair? |
11533 | Am I transformed? |
11533 | And Ptolemy do music''s votaries hymn For his good gifts-- hath man a fairer lot Than to have earned much fame among mankind? |
11533 | And did not Rhea for a herdsman weep? |
11533 | And lo, what is she but an o''er- ripe pear? |
11533 | And so forsooth you vote My kid a trifle? |
11533 | And to what region then hath flown the cattle''s rightful lord? |
11533 | And what lass flouts thee? |
11533 | And who asked thee, thou naughty knave, to whom belonged these flocks, Sibyrtas, or( it might be) me? |
11533 | Another lies more welcome in thy lap? |
11533 | Are not we made dependent each on each?" |
11533 | Art thou o''erfond of sleep? |
11533 | Art thou on fire? |
11533 | At shearing who''d prefer Horsehair to wool? |
11533 | BATTUS._ What now, poor o''erworked drudge, is on thy mind? |
11533 | But if you consign all my words to the wind And say,''Why annoy me? |
11533 | But pray, Cometas, say, What is that skin wherewith thou saidst that Lacon walked away? |
11533 | But prythee tell me thou-- so shalt thou best Serve thine own interests-- wherefore art thou here? |
11533 | But to what mortal''s roof may I repair, I and my Muse, and find a welcome there? |
11533 | But what''s thy grievance now? |
11533 | But what, for champions such as we, would, seem a fitting prize? |
11533 | But who shall be our judge? |
11533 | But who shall be our umpire? |
11533 | By noon and midday what will be thy plight If now, so soon, thy sickle fails to bite? |
11533 | Can silver move thee? |
11533 | Can you, could damsel e''er, give Love the slip? |
11533 | Canst thou discern it, pray? |
11533 | Canst thou look upon these temples, with their locks of silver crowned, And still deem thee young and shapely? |
11533 | Corinthians bred( to tell you one fact more) As was Bellerophon: islanders in speech, For Dorians may talk Doric, I presume? |
11533 | Dear lad, what can I do? |
11533 | Did Lacon, did Calæthis''son purloin a goatskin? |
11533 | Didst not thou, Zeus, become a wandering bird, To win the love of one who drove a herd? |
11533 | Do the dogs cry? |
11533 | Dost milk them in the gloaming, when none is nigh to see? |
11533 | Dost speed, a bidden guest, to some reveller''s board? |
11533 | Doth he then treasure something sweet elsewhere? |
11533 | Empress Athenè, what strange sempstress wrought Such work? |
11533 | First Lynceus shouted loud from''neath his helm:"Whence, sirs, this lust for strife? |
11533 | First from the mountain Hermes came, and said,"Daphnis, who frets thee? |
11533 | Fly, Eunoä, ca n''t you? |
11533 | For who can fathom all his fellow''s mind? |
11533 | From the palace, mother? |
11533 | Had he withal an understanding heart, To teach him when to rage and when forbear, What brute could claim like praise? |
11533 | Hast seen A wolf?" |
11533 | Hast thou not heard? |
11533 | Hath a near view revealed him satyr- shaped Of chin and nostril? |
11533 | Hath love ne''er kept thee from thy slumbers yet? |
11533 | Have I guessed aright? |
11533 | Have ye not eyes to see Cometas, him who filched a pipe but two days back from me? |
11533 | Have you forgot that cudgelling I gave you? |
11533 | He may have come from sacred Argos''self, Or Tiryns, or Mycenæ: what know I? |
11533 | He scoured far fields-- what hill or oaken glen Remembers not that pilgrimage of pain? |
11533 | Hear''st thou our child, our younger, how he cries? |
11533 | Her modest virtues oft shall men rehearse; Who doubts it? |
11533 | Hewn from hard rocks, untired at set of sun, Milo, didst ne''er regret some absent one? |
11533 | How came it among rivered Nemea''s glens? |
11533 | How fell sage Helen? |
11533 | How slew you single- handed that fell beast? |
11533 | How, when shall we get past This nuisance, these unending ant- like swarms? |
11533 | How? |
11533 | I''ll wash my mouth: where go thy kisses then? |
11533 | I, a leaflet of to- day, I whose breath is in my nostrils, am I wrong to own his sway?" |
11533 | In fair Penëus''or in Pindus''glens? |
11533 | Is his the goat? |
11533 | Is his the horned ram? |
11533 | Is it fair Of access? |
11533 | Is our prattle aught To you, Sir? |
11533 | Is this enjoying wealth? |
11533 | It is right to torment one who loves you? |
11533 | Lad, whom lov''st thou so?" |
11533 | May we not then recognise them by introducing similar assonances, etc., here and there into the English version? |
11533 | My maid, my own, Eyes me and asks''At milking time, rogue, art thou all alone?'' |
11533 | Nay, pile it on: Where are thy wits flown, timorous Thestylis? |
11533 | Need I prate to thee, Sweet Moon, of all we said and all we did? |
11533 | No? |
11533 | Not e''en such grace as from yon spring to sip? |
11533 | Now, all alone, I''ll weep a love whence sprung When born? |
11533 | O Cyclops, Cyclops, where are flown thy wits? |
11533 | O saviours, O companions of mankind, Matchless on horse or harp, in lists or lay; Which of ye twain demands my earliest song? |
11533 | Or hadst thou drunk too deep When thou didst fling thee to thy lair? |
11533 | Or hast thou leadenweighted limbs? |
11533 | Or townward to the treading of the grape? |
11533 | Philondas? |
11533 | Praxinoä in? |
11533 | Pray, does she browse on dewdrops, as doth the grasshopper? |
11533 | Priapus came And said,"Why pine, poor Daphnis? |
11533 | Run,( will ye?) |
11533 | Satyr, ne''er boast:''what''s idler than a kiss?'' |
11533 | Satyr, what mean you? |
11533 | Say''st thou mine hour is come, my sun hath set? |
11533 | Seeking Augéas, or mayhap some slave That serves him? |
11533 | Seest thou yon walls illumed at dead of night, But not by morn''s pure beam? |
11533 | Shall I be flouted, I, by such as thou? |
11533 | Shall thy folly know no bound? |
11533 | Should I say yea, what dower awaits me then? |
11533 | Sibyrtas''bondsman own a pipe? |
11533 | Still haunt the dark- browed little girl whom once he used to tease? |
11533 | Swear not to we d, then leave me in my woe? |
11533 | That learned I when( I murmuring''loves she me?'') |
11533 | The pipe that erst he fashioned is doubtless scored with rust? |
11533 | Then what shall be the victor''s fee? |
11533 | Think''st thou scorn of him? |
11533 | This arm, these gauntlets, who shall dare withstand? |
11533 | This art thou fain to ascertain, and risk a bet with me? |
11533 | Thou wilt not? |
11533 | To Aphroditè then he told his woe:''How can a thing so tiny hurt one so?'' |
11533 | To him said Aphroditè:"So, worst of beasts,''twas you Who rent that thigh asunder, Who him that loved me slew?" |
11533 | Tootling through straws with Corydon mayhap''s beneath thee now? |
11533 | Was not he born to compass noblest ends, Lagus''own son, so soon as he matured Schemes such as ne''er had dawned on meaner minds? |
11533 | We''ve Homer; and what other''s worth a thought? |
11533 | Were ye and song forgot, What grace had earth? |
11533 | What art thou? |
11533 | What boots it to weep out thine eyes? |
11533 | What boots it? |
11533 | What can this mean? |
11533 | What did it stand you in, straight off the loom? |
11533 | What does woman dread? |
11533 | What fires the Muse''s, what the minstrel''s lays? |
11533 | What hero son- in- law of Zeus Hath e''er aspired to be? |
11533 | What is he else? |
11533 | What minstrel loves not well The Tyndarids, and Helen, and the chiefs That trod Troy down for Meneläus''sake? |
11533 | What painter painted, realized Such pictures? |
11533 | What reck''st thou? |
11533 | What time have workers for regret? |
11533 | What wager wilt thou lay? |
11533 | What was Endymion, sweet Selenè''s love? |
11533 | What were they? |
11533 | What, Firefly, is thy sleep so deep? |
11533 | What, again? |
11533 | What, what to my old father must I say? |
11533 | When learned I from thy practice or thy preaching aught that''s right, Thou puppet, thou misshapen lump of ugliness and spite? |
11533 | When? |
11533 | Where are like cities, peopled by like men? |
11533 | Where are the bay- leaves, Thestylis, and the charms? |
11533 | Where are those good old times? |
11533 | Where did he spring from? |
11533 | Where were ye, Nymphs, oh where, while Daphnis pined? |
11533 | Who dreamed what subtle strains our bumpkin wrought? |
11533 | Who own this shore? |
11533 | Who owns these cattle, Corydon? |
11533 | Who thanks us, who, For our good word? |
11533 | Who would not change for this the ocean- waves? |
11533 | Who wrought my sorrow? |
11533 | Whose threshold crossed I not, Or missed what grandam''s hut who dealt in charms? |
11533 | Why be so hot? |
11533 | Why be so timorous? |
11533 | Why no more Greet''st thou thy darling, from the caverned rock Peeping all coyly? |
11533 | Why what ails him now? |
11533 | Why, sword in hand, Raise ye this coil about your neighbours''wives? |
11533 | Wilt thou, to crown our strife, some meed assign? |
11533 | With fists? |
11533 | Yet found he that one cure: he sate him down On the tall cliff, and seaward looked, and sang:--"White Galatea, why disdain thy love? |
11533 | Yet what if all your chests with gold are lined? |
11533 | Yet who, of all that see the gray morn rise, Lifts not his latch and hails with eager eyes My Songs, yet sends them guerdonless away? |
11533 | You note it, I presume, Morson? |
11533 | Your Artemis shall be your saviour still? |
11533 | am I wandering? |
11533 | brutish churl, or o''erproud king? |
11533 | hadst not thou thy lady- loves?" |
11533 | is he at his tricks again? |
11533 | is not''Cleita''s worth''a proverb to this day? |
11533 | or by availing ourselves of what Professor Blackie again calls attention to, the"compensating powers"[B] of English? |
11533 | or does night pass slow?" |
11533 | or fist and foot, eye covering eye? |
11533 | or if not, what can? |
11533 | or when the goat stood handy, suffer her To nurse her firstling, and himself go milk a blatant cur? |
11533 | was the wrestler''s oil e''er yet so much as seen by him? |
11533 | were that fair for either? |
11533 | whence gotst thou that, and how? |
11533 | who listen to our strain? |
11533 | why, like the marsh- born leech, Cling to my flesh, and drain my dark veins dry? |