Questions

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2388	With mind intent?
2388	hath all the ignorance-- Which bred thy trouble-- vanished, My Arjun?
10716	And what else is any other poetry?
10716	And who, with any active sympathy for poetry, can say that Milton felt his theme with less intensity than Homer?
10716	But compare Virgil''s"Tantaene animis celestibus irae?"
10716	Does he find them pleasant, then, just because they are risky?
10716	Does that mean that the epic must be allegorical?
10716	For where will the primitive instinct of man, where will the hero, find the chance of creating a value for life?
10716	How then can we speak of epic purpose invading drama?
10716	Is it honour?
10716	Is it, then, only as such a relaxation that supernatural machinery is valuable?
10716	Or only as a superlative kind of ornament?
10716	V. AFTER MILTON And after Milton, what is to happen?
10716	Virgil is more decorous; but can we imagine Virgil praying, or anybody praying, to the gods of the_ Aeneid_?
10716	What epic quality, detached from epic proper, do these poems possess, then, apart from the mere fact that they take up a great many pages?
10716	Why is the latter celebrated and not the former?
1719	And was not God my armourer, All patient and unpaid, That sealed my skull as a helmet, And ribs for hauberk made? 1719 And well may God with the serving- folk Cast in His dreadful lot; Is not He too a servant, And is not He forgot?
1719	Brothers at arms,said Alfred,"On this side lies the foe; Are slavery and starvation flowers, That you should pluck them so?
1719	But even though such days endure, How shall it profit her? 1719 For was not God my gardener And silent like a slave; That opened oaks on the uplands Or thicket in graveyard gave?
1719	I go not far; Where would you meet? 1719 Or that before the red cock crow All we, a thousand strong, Go down the dark road to God''s house, Singing a Wessex song?
1719	To sweat a slave to a race of slaves, To drink up infamy? 1719 What goddess was your mother, What fay your breed begot, That you should not die with Uther And Arthur and Lancelot?
1719	What have the strong gods given? 1719 Why dwell the Danes in North England, And up to the river ride?
1719	Will ye part with the weeds for ever? 1719 And his grey- green eyes were cruel, And the smile of his mouth waxed hard, And he said,And when did Britain Become your burying- yard?
1719	But as he came before his line A little space along, His beardless face broke into mirth, And he cried:"What broken bits of earth Are here?
1719	But who shall look from Alfred''s hood Or breathe his breath alive?
1719	Do you have joy without a cause, Yea, faith without a hope?"
1719	Eldred the Good is fallen-- Are you too good to fall?
1719	In cloud of clay so cast to heaven What shape shall man discern?
1719	Not less barbarian laughter Choked Harold like a flood,"And shall I fight with scarecrows That am of Guthrum''s blood?
1719	Or show daisies to the door?
1719	Or will you bid the bold grass Go, and return no more?
1719	Smiled Alfred,"Seek ye a fable More dizzy and more dread Than all your mad barbarian tales Where the sky stands on its head?
1719	When Guthrum sits on a hero''s throne And asks if he is dead?
1719	Where have the glad gods led?
1719	are you bloodless now?"
17445	''Our greeting icesmiths three, Comes North Wind''s Daughter forth? 17445 ''Our greetings, grinders three, Comes North Wind''s Daughter forth?
17445	Allow me but a moment here to stay, To look into these parchments and their spell; Is this the place of which you spoke that day?
17445	But why,he asked,"do you not labour too?"
17445	Good evening, uncle,greetings she expressed,"No visitor is usual here so late?
17445	Is all prepared?
17445	Oh heavenly being, tell me true: What place is this? 17445 Oh, Riga, can you find, Yet things that we hold dear?
17445	Why did you not say sooner? 17445 -May Perkons and the gods such times prevent!- But where is now Laimdota? 17445 Alone the peacock sat and did not work.- The Devil, passing by, then asked the bird:Where is the place the other creatures lurk?"
17445	Already but the half you mark Of wicked things that once you did; Then why should I remember them?
17445	And chaste Laimdota too?
17445	And half aloud the rider thought:"Where can my missing brother be?
17445	Bearslayer''s Wedding"Why does my garland sit So crooked on my brow?
17445	But does not briefest joy pain overthrow, And blunt of life the sharpest anguish keen?
17445	But have I now perhaps bought life too dear?
17445	But who the Devil''s grip can shake, Escape a pact conceived in sin, An oath in blood, once signed, can break?"
17445	Could thus Koknesis prove so false, his friend?
17445	Did growing fat on roasted meat Within stone castles tedious grow?"
17445	Does all go well?
17445	God built himself a byre; the Devil scorned:''What use a byre when yet no cows are there?''
17445	He shouted in the horse''s ear:"What groundless fear is troubling you?
17445	How could this be?
17445	How many words there now flowed free, When each unchecked could full relate Adventures faced on land and sea, Of tribulations and harsh fate?
17445	I beg you, tell me, who are you?
17445	Oh Riga, what behind, Is left for looting here?
17445	Oh, paradise on earth we briefly know, Why drive you forth your favoured ones so soon, Your pleasures but a fleeting moment show?
17445	The rider asked why it had stopped:"What do you fear?
17445	Touched now, Koknesis took her part, And gently spoke and helped her rise:"Why, little one, so sick at heart, That tears flow from your comely eyes?"
17445	Were you the babe a savage she- bear bore?
17445	Where am I now?
17445	Why give them bitter sorrow as your boon?
17445	Why so late?"
17445	Will Destiny''s father, grizzled, deathless might, Again such sacred wisdom ever call?
17445	the youth replied,"Why should not you blow trees away?"
16506	--Is there no_ Third_, or will such_ Reas''nings_ pass In_ Bridewel''s_ rigid Court, or save the_ Lash_?
16506	990 Why thrive the_ Lewd_, their_ Wishes_ seldom crost, And why_ Poetic Justice_ often lost?
16506	All_ Arts_ besides_ improve, Sea, Air_ and_ Land_} Are every day with_ nicer Judgment_ scan''d,} And why should_ this_ alone be at a_ stand_?}
16506	And ca n''t you_ thrash_, or_ trail_ a_ Pike_ or_ Pole_?
16506	And what a noble Description has the same Prophet of the Fall of Lucifer?
16506	Are there no_ Jakes_ in Town, or_ Kennels_ foul?
16506	As for that Question of Boileau''s,"What Pleasure can it be to hear the howlings of repining Lucifer?"
16506	But here it may be worth the while to enquire, whether the principal Hero in Epic ought to be virtuous?
16506	Can they grapple_ Omnipotence,_ or are they sure they can be_ too hard_ for_ Heaven?
16506	For if we allow not such a pleasing Variety, how shall we excuse even Virgil himself, who has his Dido, as well a Tasso his Armida and Erminia?
16506	Has_ Bankrupt Nature_ then no_ more_ to give, Or by a_ Trick_ persuades Mankind to_ live_?
16506	He finds_ Examples_, we the_ Rule_ must make, Tho who without a Guide may not mistake?
16506	How few can equal_ Praise_ with_ C----ch_ obtain, Who made_ Lucretius smooth_, and_ chast_, and_ plain_?
16506	How oft must he for those_ Life- Touches_ sit,_ Genius, Invention, Memory, Judgment, Wit_?
16506	If there''s_ Hereafter_, and a last_ Great Day_, What_ Fire_''s enough to_ purge_ his_ Stains_ away?
16506	No_ honester Employment_, that you chuse With such_ vile Drudgery_ t''abase the heav''n born_ Muse_?
16506	Or are there too in_ Writing softer Hours_?
16506	Or is''t that_ Matter_ nobler_ Mind_ o''erpow''rs, Which boasts her_ native Liberty_ in vain, 380 In_ Mortal Fetters_ and a_ Slavish Chain_?
16506	Or_ P----r_ read unmov''d, whose every_ Page_ So just a_ Standard_ to the opening_ Age_?
16506	Speak, like the wise_ Italian_, well of all; Who knows into what_ Hands_ he''s doom''d to_ fall_?
16506	To the question of the formidable Boileau,"What Pleasure can it be to hear the howlings of repining Lucifer?"
16506	What can we there, while more than_ mortal Grace_ Forbids our_ Entrance_, and secures the_ Place_?
16506	What gain''d_ Euripides_ by all his_ Sense_, Who madly rail''d against a_ Providence_?
16506	What_ Pride_, what_ Luxury_, a foul, an odious Train?}
16506	What_ Shoals of Vices_ with''em cross''d the Main?}
16506	Who can th''ingenious S----y''s Praise refuse, Who serves a grateful_ Prince_, and grateful_ Muse_?
16506	Who dares_ Rebellious Arms_ against him move While his_ Prà ¦ torian Guard_''s his Subjects_ Love_?
16506	Who shew''d_ Columbus_ where the_ Indies_ lay?
16506	Why should we still be_ lazily content_ 260 With thredbare_ Schemes_, and nothing_ new_ invent?
16506	You ask me, What''s the readiest way to_ Fame_, And how to gain a_ Poet''s_ sacred Name?
16506	You''ll ask, What GENIUS is, and Where to find?
16506	_ Can they_ Thunder_ with a_ Voice like God,_ and cast abroad the_ Rage_ of their_ Wrath?
16506	_ Why no more_ must we for ever long And vainly languish for so_ sweet_ a_ Song_?
16506	may we not_ copy_ well Tho far th''_ Original_ our_ Art_ excel?
16506	nay, how shall we manage Love?
20406	Here you sit, Sivard, my foster- brother; will you lend me your good sword for your honour? 20406 Hold your tongue,"said Thorkell;"does the fool think he can give life to a man when his doom is set?
20406	Signild, my sister, where got you the golden rings on your hand?
20406	What counsel shall we now take?
20406	What will you do?
20406	Which of you was it that thought it convenient to burn me in my house?
20406	Will you promise me quarter?
20406	); the luck of Hermelin(?
20406	--"And how shall I bring to your hands the head of Sivard?
20406	At last Bolli said:"Mother, will you tell me one thing?
20406	Do you not remember how I was assailed and beset at our home- coming?
20406	Hedin confesses his vanity to Helgi, and is forgiven, Helgi saying,"Who knows but the oath may be fulfilled?
20406	Hogni begs them to let the creature go,--"Why should we have to put up with his squalling?"
20406	It has been in my mind to ask you, who was the man you loved best?"
20406	Kjartan says to Bolli:"Will you try your swimming against this townsman?"
20406	Kjartan spoke, and said to Bolli:"Kinsman, are you willing to take this faith of the king''s?"
20406	Says Kjartan:"Seemed the king to you to have no threats for those that refused to accept his will?"
20406	Skapti said:"That is something for a man to be proud of; but what do you think of the three, and how are they each of them in courage?"
20406	The Duke saw them and began to sigh, and his lady questioned him:--"Ah, my Lord Duke, why do you ponder thus?
20406	The authors of that romantic school, if ever they talked shop, may have asked one another,"Where do you put your Felon Red Knight?
20406	The creed of Maldon is that of Achilles:[5]"Xanthus, what need is there to prophesy of death?
20406	The townsman said:"It may make some difference to know with whom you have been matched; why do you not ask?"
20406	The townsman said:"You are a good swimmer; are you as good at other sports as at this?"
20406	The_ Teseide_ is the first of the solemn row of modern epics;"reverend and divine, abiding without motion, shall we say that they have being?"
20406	Then said Kolbein:"Is there no man here remembers Snorri Sturluson?
20406	Then says the stranger:"Who may this man be?"
20406	They may be epic in character, in a general way, but how many of them have a claim to the title in its eminent and special sense?
20406	What was an author to do when his hero died in his bed, or survived all his feuds and enmities?
20406	Where do you put your doing away of the Ill Custom?
20406	Where else is there anything like it, for sincerity and for thinness?
20406	Will you prefer a paltry legal quibble to the plain open justice of the case?"
20406	[ Footnote 76: Li cuens Guillaumes li comença à dire:--Diva, vilain, par la loi do nt tu vives Fus- tu a Nymes, la fort cité garnie?
20406	_ Maldon_, l. 45_ sq._,"Hearest thou what this people answer?
20406	it is not like a gentleman to try to take in an old man like me; how could you be beaten?"
20406	or when a feud could not be wound up in one generation?
20406	or your tournaments?"
20406	por quoi ne te repenz De ces simples lasses destruire?
20406	where are your oaths that you swore?
20406	why have I not a little habergeon of my own?
20406	why is your head shaved?"
13983	Oh, Rakush, why so thoughtless grown To fight a lion thus alone? 13983 Tell me now, friend Volker, will you stand me by, If these men of Kriemhild''s would my mettle try?
13983	Was it this, ah me, I followed over land and sea? 13983 Where is my Roland, sire,"she cried,"Who vowed to take me for his bride?"
13983	''But what a scene was there?
13983	AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE Who would list to the good lay Gladness of the captive grey?
13983	And fate to numbers, by a single hand?
13983	For fate who fear''d amidst a feastful band?
13983	Have I struck thee, brother?
13983	Him, while he pass''d, the monster blind bespoke:"What makes my ram the lag of all the flock?
13983	His plans are, however, detected by Dido, who vehemently demands, how he dares forsake her now?
13983	How could thy master have conveyed His helm, and battle- axe, and blade, Unaided to Mazinderan?
13983	How then in the gates of Valhall may the door of the gleaming ring Clash to on the heel of Sigurd, as I follow on my king?"
13983	How then may the road he wendeth be hard for my feet to find?
13983	In jest or earnest say, Have I offended you?
13983	Is it with Rustum only thou wouldst fight?
13983	Meanwhile, further to satisfy his curiosity, Adam inquires how the sun and stars move so quietly in their orbit?
13983	One of the sufferers confined here suddenly asks Dante,"Who art thou that earnest ere thine hour?"
13983	Roland marvelled at such a blow, And thus bespake him soft and low:"Hast thou done it, my comrade, wittingly?
13983	Seest thou these lids that now unfold in vain,( The deed of Noman and his wicked train?)
13983	She, too, sends Brahmans in all directions, singing"Where is the one who, after stealing half of his wife''s garment, abandoned her in the jungle?"
13983	Then, addressing Satan, Gabriel demands why he broke his prescribed bonds?
13983	Then, all at once, a voice addresses Dante, who, prompted by Virgil, inquires where the next stairway may be?
13983	Then, hearing her order that his bed be removed to the portico, he hotly demands who cut down the tree which formed one of its posts?
13983	Then, turning upon his interlocutor, Christ inquires why he is so anxious to promote the one whose rise will entail his fall?
13983	Thirsting for information, Dante inquires of him"how bitter can spring when sweet is sown?"
13983	What if my lost beloved I may revenge at last?"
13983	Why did ye carry with you brides ye loved not, treacherous curs?
13983	Why didst thou fail to give the alarm, And save thyself from chance of harm, By neighing loudly in my ear?
13983	Why have ye laid my heartstrings bare?
13983	Why tear their flesh in Corpes wood with saddle- girths and spurs, And leave them to the beasts of prey?
13983	_ 12th Adventure._ Twelve whole years elapse ere Brunhild asks Gunther how it happens his vassal Siegfried has never yet come to Worms to do homage?
13983	_ Canto XIV._ The two spirits leaning close together, in their turn question who Virgil and Dante may be?
13983	_ Canto XXXIII._ The seven Virtues having chanted a hymn, Beatrice motions to Statius and Dante to follow her, asking the latter why he is so mute?
13983	in my friend''s dear spoils arrayed To me for mercy sue?
13983	shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?"
13983	what excuse, what answer do ye make?
13983	wherefore dost thou vainly question thus Of Rustum?
58	Hast thou not right to all created things? 58 How hast thou hunger then?"
58	Tell me, if food were now before thee set, 320 Wouldst thou not eat?
58	Why should that Cause thy refusal?
58	20 These godlike virtues wherefore dost thou hide?
58	200 Know''st thou not that my rising is thy fall, And my promotion will be thy destruction?"
58	230 Without their learning, how wilt thou with them, Or they with thee, hold conversation meet?
58	330 Or, if I would delight my private hours With music or with poem, where so soon As in our native language can I find That solace?
58	380 Shall I receive by gift what of my own, When and where likes me best, I can command?
58	All hope is lost Of my reception into grace; what worse?
58	And dar''st thou to the Son of God propound To worship thee, accursed?
58	And think''st thou to regain Thy right by sitting still, or thus retiring?
58	And what in me seems wanting but that I 450 May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did, perhaps and more?
58	And what the people but a herd confused, A miscellaneous rabble, who extol 50 Things vulgar, and, well weighed, scarce worth the praise?
58	And who withholds my power that right to use?
58	And with my hunger what hast thou to do?
58	But what concerns it thee when I begin My everlasting Kingdom?
58	But what have been thy answers?
58	But whence to thee this zeal?
58	But where delays he now?
58	But wherewith to be achieved?
58	For what is glory but the blaze of fame, The people''s praise, if always praise unmixed?
58	For whither is he gone?
58	He ended, and the Son of God replied:--"Think''st thou such force in bread?
58	His mother, than, is mortal, but his Sire He who obtains the monarchy of Heaven; And what will He not do to advance his Son?
58	How wilt thou reason with them, how refute Their idolisms, traditions, paradoxes?
58	I mention still Him whom thy wrongs, with saintly patience borne, Made famous in a land and times obscure; Who names not now with honour patient Job?
58	I shall, thou say''st, expel A brutish monster: what if I withal Expel a Devil who first made him such?
58	If I, then, to the worst that can be haste, Why move thy feet so slow to what is best?
58	If given, by whom but by the King of kings, God over all supreme?
58	If nature need not, Or God support nature without repast, 250 Though needing, what praise is it to endure?
58	Owe not all creatures, by just right, to thee Duty and service, nor to stay till bid, But tender all their power?
58	Poor Socrates,( who next more memorable?)
58	Rein then; what canst thou better do the while?"
58	Shall I seek glory, then, as vain men seek, Oft not deserved?
58	Such was the splendour; and the Tempter now His invitation earnestly renewed:--"What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat?
58	This wounds me most( what can it less?)
58	To honour?
58	To whom thus Jesus temperately replied:--"Said''st thou not that to all things I had right?
58	To whom thus Jesus:--"What conclud''st thou hence?
58	What but thy malice moved thee to misdeem Of righteous Job, then cruelly to afflict him With all inflictions?
58	What doubt''st thou, Son of God?
58	What followers, what retinue canst thou gain, Or at thy heels the dizzy multitude, 420 Longer than thou canst feed them on thy cost?
58	What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies, Outlandish flatteries?
58	What moves thy inquisition?
58	What raised Antipater the Edomite, And his son Herod placed on Juda''s throne, Thy throne, but gold, that got him puissant friends?
58	What wise and valiant man would seek to free These, thus degenerate, by themselves enslaved, Or could of inward slaves make outward free?
58	What woman will you find, Though of this age the wonder and the fame, On whom his leisure will voutsafe an eye 210 Of fond desire?
58	Which way, or from what hope, dost thou aspire To greatness?
58	Why art thou Solicitous?
58	Why dost thou, then, suggest to me distrust Knowing who I am, as I know who thou art?"
58	Why should I?
58	Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts, or pleasure to do ill excites?
58	all oracles 430 By thee are given, and what confessed more true Among the nations?
58	what accident Hath rapt him from us?
58	what but dark, Ambiguous, and with double sense deluding, Which they who asked have seldom understood, And, not well understood, as good not known?
58	whence authority deriv''st?
58	will he now retire 40 After appearance, and again prolong Our expectation?
14019	Am I known to wreck of the threats of men? 14019 And after that whom sawest thou there?"
14019	And after that whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that whom sawest thou?
14019	And after that whom sawest thou?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?
14019	And afterwards whom sawest thou there?
14019	And afterwards whom sawest thou?
14019	And whom sawest thou afterwards?
14019	And whom sawest thou afterwards?
14019	And whom sawest thou then?
14019	And whom sawest thou there after that?
14019	Canst thou say, O Fer rogain, what that great light yonder resembles?
14019	Hast thou his like, O Fer rogain?
14019	Hast thou then news of Dá Derga''s Hostel?
14019	Hostages will you?
14019	How is that, O Ingcél?
14019	Is thy lord alive?
14019	King Marsil was ever my deadly foe, And of all these words, so fair in show, How may I the fulfilment know?
14019	Liken thou that, O Conaire,says every one:"what is this noise?"
14019	Lords, my barons, survey this land, See the passes so straight and steep: To whom shall I trust the rear to keep?
14019	Miscreant, makest thou then so free, As, right or wrong, to lay hold on me? 14019 Not till Roland breathes no more, For from hence to eastern shore, Where is chief with him may vie?
14019	Query, whence art thou and whence hast thou come?
14019	Question, hast thou seen the house well, O Ingcél?
14019	Question, what sawest thou in the champion''s high seat of the house, facing the King, on the opposite side?
14019	Say, sire, what grief doth your heart oppress?
14019	Thou madman,thus he to Roland cried,"What may this rage against me betide?
14019	Well, O woman,says Conaire,"if thou art a wizard, what seest thou for us?"
14019	Well, then,says Ingcél to the guides,"what is nearest to us here?"
14019	What are the waters and heights and invers that they traverse?
14019	What dost thou desire?
14019	What is his name?
14019	What is that?
14019	What is this?
14019	What is thy wife''s name?
14019	What seest thou here?
14019	What then deemest thou,says Ingcél,"of that man''s reign in the land of Erin?"
14019	Where is my Roland, sire,she cried,"Who vowed to take me for his bride?"
14019	Which be they?
14019	Whither shall we betake ourselves?
14019	Who gives the welcome?
14019	Who is it that fares before us?
14019	Who will go on shore to listen? 14019 Who will go there to espy the house?"
14019	***** Liken thou that, O Fer rogain?
14019	A dimple of delight in each of her cheeks, with a dappling(?)
14019	All his wars in many lands, All the strokes of trenchant brands, All the kings despoiled and slain,-- When will he from war refrain?"
14019	And after that whom sawest thou?"
14019	And after that whom sawest thou?"
14019	And after that whom sawest thou?"
14019	And after that, whom sawest thou there?"
14019	And afterwards whom sawest thou there?"
14019	And on all possessions of men would seize; But in whom doth he trust for feats like these?"
14019	And whom sawest thou afterwards?"
14019	And whom sawest thou there afterwards?"
14019	Apulia-- Calabria-- all subdued, Unto England crossed he the salt sea rude, Won for Saint Peter his tribute fee; But what in our marches maketh he?"
14019	As the Franks the other ten descry,"What dark disaster,"they said,"is nigh?
14019	CCXV"Dear Roland, and was this thy fate?
14019	CLI"Ah, why on me doth thine anger fall?"
14019	CLXIII But what availeth?
14019	CXLII Count Roland Olivier bespake:"Sir comrade, dost thou my thought partake?
14019	Have I struck thee, brother?
14019	Have you, then, forgotten Roland''s pride, Which I marvel God should so long abide, How he captured Noples without your hest?
14019	He would sound all day for a single hare:''Tis a jest with him and his fellows there; For who would battle against him dare?
14019	Hostages asks he?
14019	Is it time to fight with a truncheon now?
14019	Karl the Mighty may weep and wail; What skilleth sorrow, if succour fail?
14019	LII Then did the king on his treasurer call,"My gifts for Karl, are they ready all?"
14019	On him the choice for the rear- guard fell, And where is baron could speed so well?
14019	Ride onward-- wherefore this chill delay?
14019	Roland marvelled at such a blow, And thus bespake him soft and low:"Hast thou done it, my comrade, wittingly?
14019	Roland who loves thee so dear, am I, Thou hast no quarrel with me to seek?"
14019	Speak, my brother, thy counsel lend,-- How unto Karl shall we tidings send?"
14019	Steel and iron such strife may claim; Where is thy sword, Hauteclere by name, With its crystal pommel and golden guard?"
14019	The king asked tidings of her and said, while announcing himself:"Shall I have an hour of dalliance with thee?"
14019	Then said Conaire on the Road of Cualu:"whither shall we go tonight?"
14019	Thick calf- bottoms( ankles?)
14019	To head my vanguard, who then were best?"
14019	To sorrow sorrow must succeed; My hosts to battle who shall lead, When the mighty captain is overthrown?''
14019	Were he hurt in fight, who would then survive?
14019	What doom shall now our peers betide?"
14019	What is thy name, O woman?"
14019	What sawest thou there after that?"
14019	What then?
14019	Where art thou?
14019	Who are yon, O Fer rogain?"
14019	Who has chanted that lay?"
14019	Who will follow them and tell them to come towards me in my track?"
14019	Why tell the rest?
14019	XLV"Speak, then, and tell me, Sir Ganelon, How may Roland to death be done?"
14019	XLVII What said they more?
14019	XVII"Lords my barons, who then were best In Saragossa to do our hest?"
14019	XVIII"Lords my barons, whom send we, then, To Saragossa, the Saracen den?"
14019	XXVI The Emperor reached him his right- hand glove; Gan for his office had scanty love; As he bent him forward, it fell to ground:"God, what is this?"
14019	XXVII"Sire,"he said,"let me wend my way; Since go I must, what boots delay?"
14019	deem''st thou, dastard, of dastard race, That I shall drop the glove in place, As in sight of Karl thou didst the mace?"
14019	he cried in pain:"The Archbishop where, and Olivier, Gerein and his brother in arms, Gerier?
14019	said Roland,"is this the end Of all thy prowess, my gentle friend?
14019	said Roland,"what makest thou?
14019	says Conaire,"what is this?"
8072	''What art thou, horrid form that rid''st the air? 8072 Ah, mother, why dost thou thus trifle with me?
8072	Am I not alive?
8072	Art thou divine, or human?
8072	Barons,said Carle,"whom shall I leave in charge of these deep defiles and narrow passes?"
8072	But what shall I call thee, maiden? 8072 Can it be Heaven,"said Nisus then,"That lends such warmth to hearts of men, Or passion surging past control That plays the god to each one''s soul?
8072	Comrade, where is thy sword, thy Halteclere?
8072	Comrades,he cried,"do you remember our promises to our king?
8072	Euryalus, my chiefest care, Where left I you, unhappy? 8072 Hast thou seen my sister?"
8072	How can it gain dominion, and keep it when gained? 8072 How shall I approach the chief?"
8072	My lords, whom shall we send to meet Marsile at Saragossa?
8072	Not one except yourselves knoweth my secret; Ye, my affectionate and faithful servants, What remedy can ye now devise for my ease? 8072 Shalt thou escape, decked out with Pallas''s spoils?
8072	Should I receive as a gift from thee what I myself could command if I so desired? 8072 Sir, how came you hither, where none who ventures alone escapes alive?
8072	Think''st thou not I recognized thee? 8072 Thinkest thou we need to fear with two such allies?"
8072	Was the blow meant for me, my comrade?
8072	What boot our gifts, King Etzel? 8072 What can save us?"
8072	What hast thou to do with my hunger?
8072	What is mundane glory?
8072	What men be ye who hither come?
8072	What violence or what chance led thee so wide From Campaldino,I of him inquired,"That''s still unknown thy burial- place retired?"
8072	What,thought he,"can he mean?
8072	When hope is gone, what is there left to fear? 8072 Where is Roland, my betrothed?"
8072	Who has dared move my bed?
8072	Why not sit and eat?
8072	Why sank I not in ocean,( was her cry),"When first I reared my sail upon the main?"
8072	Why shouldst thou weep, sister dear? 8072 Why stoppest thou here?"
8072	Would you, Thrones and Imperial Powers,he cried,"think to build up a kingdom here, secure from the arm of Heaven?
8072	Yet what can wealth do without these?
8072	''Has one weak reign so corrupted you?''
8072	''Have you so soon forgotten our brave sires?
8072	''Who art thou?''
8072	******* Loud o''er the din of battle stout Gernot shouted then,"How now, right noble Rüdeger?
8072	--Who is there, that has power to tell aright The gentle Isabella''s doleful mood?
8072	A goddess, a nymph?
8072	Alas?
8072	Alike, all wretched they, as I-- ah, whose this triple deed of blood?
8072	Am I mad that I should voluntarily leave my pleasant home and dare the terrors of an unknown sea?
8072	And if I haste to the worst that can be, why shouldest thou go so slowly to the best?
8072	And what slighter recompense could he expect from men who could return nothing else?"
8072	And whither hath not the fame of Troy penetrated?
8072	And who the herb, the wholesome root, or wild fruit from the wood shall bring?
8072	At the lone midnight had I come to draw the river''s limpid flood, And here am struck to death, by whom?
8072	But seek, I pray thee, some way to thy presence; For what converse can we hold, I on the ground, and thou on the terrace?"
8072	But what avails?
8072	But what canst thou, a lowly carpenter''s son, accomplish without aid?
8072	But where were Draupadi and the gallant princes, her husbands?
8072	But wherefore thus of guiltlessness debate?
8072	But who can deceive a lover?
8072	By this, thy fatal shaft, this one, three miserable victims fall, The sire, the mother, and the son-- ah why?
8072	Came they not with the rest From pleasant Lacedaemon to the war?
8072	Can Truth''s own light thy loveliness outshine?
8072	Does not our love restrain thee, and the thought that I shall surely die when thou art gone?
8072	Dost thou grant this?"
8072	Doubtless he takes his sport now with his peers; And who''neath Heav''n would dare attack Rollánd?
8072	Father, what ails thee, say?''
8072	For who the herbs will now supply,--the roots, the fruit, their blameless food?''
8072	Had I only been created a lower Power!--But even then, might not some higher one have led me into temptation?
8072	Hath Yudhi- sthira vanquished self, to melt With one pure passion at the door of bliss?
8072	Have you lost all reverence for your father, That whom his own parent cast from his bosom, Him will you receive into yours?
8072	He answers brief:"Your pleas are naught: Firm stands the purpose of my thought: Come, stir we: why so slow?"
8072	He longed to escape, but how leave the unhappy Dido?
8072	How lull the guards, or by what process speed The sacred Image from its vaulted cell?
8072	How then hath the revelation come down upon him?
8072	How through the open door you rushed, across the court- yard flew; How sprawling in your terror on the wine- press beam you lay?
8072	In jest or earnest, say, Have I offended you?
8072	In these my babes shalt thou thine image see, And, still tremendous, hurl thy rage on me?
8072	Is it not a rank injustice that you should be forbidden to taste it and to lack the Knowledge of Good and Evil which it would give you?
8072	Is this then the Zal, the nursling of a bird?
8072	Is to die so wretched a thing?
8072	Let soul and body perish now; life why should I prolong, Conquered and captive at the hands of such an ill- breeched throng?"
8072	Must friend with friend do battle, nor heaven the conflict part?"
8072	My Cid lay sleeping when you saw the unchained lion near; What did you do, Ferrando, then, in your agony of fear?
8072	My truth-- my God- giv''n innocence-- must they be both forgot?
8072	Nay, sire, ride on apace; Why do you halt?
8072	Or have ye chosen this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied virtue, for the ease you find To slumber here, as in the vales of Heaven?
8072	Or hear''st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
8072	Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed?
8072	Or, having crossed the deep in their goodships, Shun they to fight among the valiant ones Of Greece, because of my reproach and shame?"
8072	Our Trojan comrades, one and all, Cry loud, Aeneas to recall, And where, they say, the men to go And let him of our peril know?
8072	Plunge through the spears that line the wood, And death and glory win with blood?
8072	Rollánd asked Olivier--"Why show to me Your anger, friend?"
8072	Say, with thyself who else his ill- timed zeal allied?"
8072	Shall I look on, and let you go Alone to venture''mid the foe?
8072	Since the Savior seemed to prefer a contemplative life, why should he not seek that seat of learning?
8072	Stay''st thou for this, who did not stay for them,-- Draupadi, Bhima?"
8072	Suppose I reject both riches and realms?
8072	That sightless pair, for many a day, from me their scanty food have earned; What lot is theirs when I''m away, to the five elements returned?
8072	The evening prayer, th''ablution done, the fire adored with worship meet, Who now shall soothe like thee, my son, with fondling hand, my aged feet?
8072	The mother''s word was law, but would the gods permit them to share Draupadi?
8072	The oak- tree must be felled if the land was to prosper, but who could fell it?
8072	The soul can never cease to be; who then can destroy it?
8072	The spoil-- who could count it?
8072	The youth returns, while thirst of praise Infects him with a strange amaze:"Can Nisus aim at heights so great, Nor take his friend to share his fate?
8072	Then Sâvitrî spake sadly:"It is taught Thy messengers are sent to fetch the dying; Why is it, Mightiest, thou art come thyself?"
8072	They wept, and spoke my little Anselm:''Pray Why lookest so?
8072	This hound hath ate with me, Followed me, loved me; must I leave him now?"
8072	This is the condition; Wilt thou fall down and worship me as thy superior lord?"
8072	This the old man, white- haired and withered?
8072	Thou knowest who I am as I know who thou art; why shouldest thou suggest distrust to me?"
8072	Thou knowest; make us know, why hath she failed?"
8072	Thus spake she to Rüdeger,"How have we ever yet"Deserv''d that you, good Rüdeger, should make our anguish more?
8072	Thy blind old mother, heaven- resigned, within our hermit- dwelling lone, How shall I tend, myself as blind, now all my strength of life is gone?
8072	To this the tyrant, now incensed, returned,"Where rests the Image?"
8072	To us the blind, the destitute, with helpless hunger perishing?
8072	Volscens cries,"Whence come, or whither tend?"
8072	Was it for thee to slay thy father''s son?
8072	Was it for this he heaped gifts upon us?
8072	Was it for this he stirred us up to glorious deeds?
8072	Were my eye dazzled by a star, How could it rejoice to gaze even upon the moon?
8072	What clue may guide my erring tread This leafy labyrinth back to thread?"
8072	What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
8072	What of it?
8072	What promise will ye give me?
8072	What return can we make, then, but to think out some slow but sure and sweet revenge?
8072	What shall I do, whither shall I fly, to escape infinite wrath, and infinite despair?
8072	What should he do?
8072	What talk is this about my Cid-- him of Bivar, I mean?
8072	What thanks does the victor in countless battles gain?
8072	What will ye do for me?
8072	When have we found aught but treachery in the Saracen?
8072	When we the fourth day''s agony did receive Stretched at my feet himself my Gaddo threw, And said:''My father, canst thou nothing do?''
8072	Whence falleth he?"
8072	Whence the harp''s enchanting arches?
8072	Whence the necessary harp- pins?
8072	Whence the sweetly singing harp- strings?
8072	Where can the offence lie?
8072	Where wilt thou find authority, where followers?
8072	Wherefore falter I, Who strove to stand?"
8072	Who are ye?"
8072	Who could have guessed the power of the Almighty?
8072	Who gave thee the kingdoms of the earth if He did not?
8072	Who in Heaven is willing to make the sacrifice?"
8072	Who now,''neath the dark wood by night, a pious reader shall be heard?
8072	Whose honeyed voice my ear delight with th''holy Veda''s living word?
8072	Why did you carry with you brides ye loved not, treacherous curs?
8072	Why doth she fail?
8072	Why have ye laid my heartstrings bare?
8072	Why may not I clasp thy loved hands and exchange true words with thee?"
8072	Why regret that thou hast at last forgotten Sichaeus?
8072	Why tear their flesh in Corpes wood with saddle- girths and spurs, And leave them to the beasts of prey?
8072	Why the long way thou hast begun, without one gentle word to me?
8072	Will you not silent keep that mouth where truth was never found?
8072	Wouldst thou behold the mild radiance of the moon?
8072	Wouldst thou inhale delightful odors?
8072	Yet why repine?
8072	You are a craven at the core; tall, handsome, as you stand: How dare you talk as now you talk, you tongue without a hand?
8072	ah whose this wrongful deed of blood?
8072	and oh, what crime has won This death?
8072	asked her tempter,"and have I not eaten of it?
8072	can it be That one exalted should seem pitiless?
8072	cried Rustem;"what hast thou done?
8072	didst thou think to escape from me?
8072	is death so dear, Or am I so ill able to sustain A mortal''s wrath, that thou must needs appear?
8072	she inquired,"hunting the boar, wrapped in a spotted lynx hide, her quiver at her back?"
8072	the lion scare have you forgotten too?
8072	was it, my lord, for this We gave him all he asked us?
8072	was the like ever seen?
8072	what boots it now?
8072	what cruel man is he?
8072	what excuse, what answer do ye make?
8072	what force employ To rescue the beloved boy?
8072	what rewards so great, For worth like yours to compensate?
8072	where?
8072	who are ye?"
8072	why art thou broke?
8072	with anger art thou moved, that not a word thou wilt bestow?''