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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8167 | After that the Lord of Suckfist had ended, Pantagruel said to the Lord of Kissbreech, My friend, have you a mind to make any reply to what is said? |
8167 | Afterwards I asked him, Good man, these two girls, are they maids? |
8167 | And how long hast thou been there? |
8167 | And how? |
8167 | And to what end? |
8167 | And what a devil is become of them? |
8167 | And what is that? |
8167 | And what lawsuits couldst thou have? |
8167 | And where are they? |
8167 | And wherefore, said Pantagruel, wert thou afraid of the toothache or pain of the teeth? |
8167 | And wherewith didst thou live? |
8167 | Are you resolved to live and die with me? |
8167 | Are you there, said Eudemon, Genicoa? |
8167 | As soon as I was perceived by him, he asked me, Whence comest thou, Alcofribas? |
8167 | At which noise the enemies awaked, but can you tell how? |
8167 | At which word the company began to laugh, which Pantagruel perceiving, said, Panurge, what is that which moves you to laugh so? |
8167 | At whose appearance before the court Pantagruel said unto them, Are you they that have this great difference betwixt you? |
8167 | But I will tell you what you shall do, said he to the midwives, in France called wise women( where be they, good folks? |
8167 | But Pantagruel said unto them, Are the two lords between whom this debate and process is yet living? |
8167 | But how, and wherewith? |
8167 | But to the purpose, said he; are not you in love with me? |
8167 | But what shall I say of those poor men that are plagued with the pox and the gout? |
8167 | But where is the last year''s snow? |
8167 | But will you go with me to gain the pardons? |
8167 | By Palm Sunday, said Panurge, is there any greater pain of the teeth than when the dogs have you by the legs? |
8167 | Can you tell how? |
8167 | Can you tell how? |
8167 | Come, brave boys, are you resolved to go with me? |
8167 | Do you see this diamond? |
8167 | Do you speak Christian, said Epistemon, or the buffoon language, otherwise called Patelinois? |
8167 | Do you understand none of this? |
8167 | Et ubi prenus? |
8167 | For why? |
8167 | Go to, begin and cry, Do you lack any green sauce? |
8167 | Ha, I understand, said Thaumast, but what? |
8167 | Have you understood all this well? |
8167 | How now, madam, said he, your paternosters? |
8167 | How so? |
8167 | How? |
8167 | How? |
8167 | I heard Master Francis Villon ask Xerxes, How much the mess of mustard? |
8167 | In the meanwhile he would fart like a horse, and the women would laugh and say, How now, do you fart, Panurge? |
8167 | Is any man so learned as the devils are? |
8167 | Is this nothing? |
8167 | Now which is most honourable, the air or the earth? |
8167 | Now, in my way, I met with a fellow that was lying in wait to catch pigeons, of whom I asked, My friend, from whence come these pigeons? |
8167 | Now, whilst they were thus busy about me, the fire triumphed, never ask how? |
8167 | O my friend, said Pantagruel, dost thou know what Agesilaus said when he was asked why the great city of Lacedaemon was not enclosed with walls? |
8167 | O my good God, what had I done that thou shouldest thus punish me? |
8167 | Prut, tut, said Pantagruel, what doth this fool mean to say? |
8167 | Shall I weep? |
8167 | That is well cacked, well scummered, said Panurge; do you compare yourself with Hercules? |
8167 | The lady at this word thrust him back above a hundred leagues, saying, You mischievous fool, is it for you to talk thus unto me? |
8167 | The people then asked why it was the friars had so long and large genitories? |
8167 | Then Panurge put off his counterfeit garb, changed his false visage, and said unto her, You will not then otherwise let me do a little? |
8167 | Then again said the gallant:''Despota tinyn panagathe, diati sy mi ouk artodotis? |
8167 | Then said Pantagruel, How dost thou know that the privy parts of women are at such a cheap rate? |
8167 | Then said Pantagruel, My friend, is this all you have to say? |
8167 | Then, said Pantagruel, St. Alipantin, what civet? |
8167 | This, then, is the exposition of that which the lady means, Diamant faux, that is, false lover, why hast thou forsaken me? |
8167 | Thou comest from Paris then, said Pantagruel; and how do you spend your time there, you my masters the students of Paris? |
8167 | Thus as they talked and chatted together, Carpalin said, And, by the belly of St. Quenet, shall we never eat any venison? |
8167 | To what a devil, then, said he, serve so many paltry heaps and bundles of papers and copies which you give me? |
8167 | To which Pantagruel answered, What devilish language is this? |
8167 | To which Pantagruel said, Is it true? |
8167 | To which he answered that they were Hebrew words, signifying, Wherefore hast thou forsaken me? |
8167 | Tunc, my lords, quid juris pro minoribus? |
8167 | Well, my friend, said Pantagruel, but can not you speak French? |
8167 | Wert thou not cured of thy rheums? |
8167 | What devil were able to overthrow such walls? |
8167 | What did he? |
8167 | What didst thou drink? |
8167 | What do you mean by that? |
8167 | What is the meaning of this? |
8167 | What shall I say? |
8167 | What though she be dead, must not we also die? |
8167 | What will my husband say? |
8167 | What, said Pantagruel, have they the pox there too? |
8167 | What? |
8167 | Whereat I was much astonished, and asked them, My masters, is there any danger of the plague here? |
8167 | Which of you, said Pantagruel, is the plaintiff? |
8167 | Whom do you think you have in hand? |
8167 | Why didst thou not take me away before her, seeing for me to live without her is but to languish? |
8167 | Why? |
8167 | Will this fair father make us here an offering of his tail to kiss it? |
8167 | Will you have a piece of velvet, either of the violet colour or of crimson dyed in grain, or a piece of broached or crimson satin? |
8167 | Will you have chains, gold, tablets, rings? |
8167 | Yea but, said Carpalin, were it not good to cloy all their ordnance? |
8167 | Yea but, said Epistemon, if thou shouldst be set upon, how wouldst thou defend thyself? |
8167 | Yea but, said I, my friend, what is the name of that city whither thou carriest thy coleworts to sell? |
8167 | Yea but, said Pantagruel, is the king there? |
8167 | Yea but, said he, my friend Panurge, he is marvellously learned; how wilt thou be able to answer him? |
8167 | Yea but, said he, where didst thou shite? |
8167 | Yes, for why? |
8167 | by St. Anthony''s belly, doth it become thee to speak without command? |
8167 | hast thou dwelt any while in Greece? |
8167 | hast thou taken from me the perfectest amongst men? |
8167 | must I again contrist myself? |
8167 | said Epistemon; everyone shall ride, and I must lead the ass? |
8167 | said I, and where? |
8167 | said I, is there here a new world? |
8167 | said Pantagruel, and what is that? |
8167 | said Pantagruel, do they ask any better terms than the hand at the pot and the glass in their fist? |
8167 | said Panurge, are your farts so fertile and fruitful? |
8167 | what did I see there? |
8167 | what''s the matter? |
8166 | 2, de Republica, the most philosophical? |
8166 | A plague take them; why did they not choose rather to die there than to leave their good prince in that pinch and necessity? |
8166 | A woman that is neither fair nor good, to what use serves she? |
8166 | Adonis, of the bark of a myrrh tree; and Castor and Pollux of the doupe of that egg which was laid and hatched by Leda? |
8166 | After what manner, said Gargantua, do you say these fair hours and prayers of yours? |
8166 | And Tobit, chap.5, after he had lost his sight, when Raphael saluted him, answered, What joy can I have, that do not see the light of Heaven? |
8166 | And how, said the monk, does the Abbot Gulligut, the good drinker,--and the monks, what cheer make they? |
8166 | As he spake these words, in came the monk very resolute, and asked them, Whence are you, you poor wretches? |
8166 | As they were going down again thus amazed, he asked them, Will you have a whimwham( Aubeliere.)? |
8166 | But if there came such liquor from my ballock, would you not willingly thereafter suck the udder whence it issued? |
8166 | But is it so, said Grangousier, do the false prophets teach you such abuses? |
8166 | But tell me, if it had been the will of God, would you say that he could not do it? |
8166 | But what? |
8166 | But what? |
8166 | But, O eternal God, what is thy enterprise? |
8166 | But, said he, what doth that part of our army in the meantime which overthrows that unworthy swillpot Grangousier? |
8166 | By the belly of Sanct James, what shall we poor devils drink the while? |
8166 | By the virtue of God, why do not you sing, Panniers, farewell, vintage is done? |
8166 | Came we hither to eat or to fight? |
8166 | Can you tell what Octavian Augustus said? |
8166 | Can you tell with what instruments they did it? |
8166 | Come, let us drink: will you send nothing to the river? |
8166 | Diavolo, is there no more must? |
8166 | Did I ill? |
8166 | Did not Roquetaillade come out at his mother''s heel, and Crocmoush from the slipper of his nurse? |
8166 | Did not they furnish you sufficiently with wine? |
8166 | Did the adapter of the fifth book sign his work in this indirect fashion? |
8166 | Did you ever pick the lock of a cupboard to steal a bottle of wine out of it? |
8166 | Did you never hear of my Lord Meurles his greyhound, which was not worth a straw in the fields? |
8166 | Do I dream, or is it true that they tell me? |
8166 | Do they think to have to do with a ninnywhoop, to feed you thus with cakes? |
8166 | Do you esteem men by their number rather than by their valour and prowess? |
8166 | Do you know Friar Claude of the high kilderkins? |
8166 | Do you wet yourselves to dry, or do you dry to wet you? |
8166 | Does he ever inspire feelings that breed misconduct and vice, or is he ever the apologist of these? |
8166 | Dost thou think that these atrocious abuses are hidden from the eternal spirit and the supreme God who is the just rewarder of all our undertakings? |
8166 | Doth not he die like a good fellow that dies with a stiff catso? |
8166 | Doth not the light comfort all the world? |
8166 | Each one cried out, Thou filthy collier toad, Doth it become thee to be found abroad? |
8166 | First of all, if he had left it complete, would sixteen years have gone by before it was printed? |
8166 | For how shall I be able, said he, to rule over others, that have not full power and command of myself? |
8166 | Ha, ha, said the monk, am not I in danger of drowning, seeing I am in water even to the nose? |
8166 | Ha, thou false fever, wilt thou not be gone? |
8166 | Have they the monk? |
8166 | Have you put him to any ransom? |
8166 | Help me, said the monk, in the devil''s name; is this a time for you to prate? |
8166 | Ho, ho, ho, ho, my good people, my friends and my faithful servants, must I hinder you from helping me? |
8166 | How is that? |
8166 | How much would you have for having taken him? |
8166 | I am learned, you see: Foecundi calices quem non fecere disertum? |
8166 | I do not ask thee, said Janotus, blockhead, quomodo supponit, but pro quo? |
8166 | If thy house must come to ruin, should it therefore in its fall crush the heels of him that set it up? |
8166 | If you give no credit thereto, why do not you the same in these jovial new chronicles of mine? |
8166 | If you were to go from hence to Cahusac, whether had you rather, ride on a gosling or lead a sow in a leash? |
8166 | Indeed formerly you were wo nt to give us some freely, and will you not now let us have any for our money? |
8166 | Is Italy without fault in this respect? |
8166 | Is it Rabelais''or not? |
8166 | Is it by Rabelais or by someone else? |
8166 | Is it not better and more honourable to perish in fighting valiantly than to live in disgrace by a cowardly running away? |
8166 | Is it thy fatal destiny, or influences of the stars, that would put an end to thy so long enjoyed ease and rest? |
8166 | Is not that enough? |
8166 | Is not the night mournful, sad, and melancholic? |
8166 | Is the hand of the master visible throughout? |
8166 | Is this beyond our law or our faith-- against reason or the holy Scripture? |
8166 | Madam, do you cut little children''s things? |
8166 | No more sweet wine? |
8166 | No, no, Quare? |
8166 | O my pretty little waggish boy, said Grangousier, what an excellent wit thou hast? |
8166 | Pannus, pro quo supponit? |
8166 | Picrochole, my ancient friend of old time, of my own kindred and alliance, comes he to invade me? |
8166 | Reason? |
8166 | Shall we charge them or no? |
8166 | Shall we not kill all these dogs, Turks and Mahometans? |
8166 | Shall we see, said Picrochole, Babylon and Mount Sinai? |
8166 | The monk then said, What do you think in your conscience is meant and signified by this riddle? |
8166 | Then he said to Grangousier, Do you see this young boy? |
8166 | Then said he to Gargantua, My pretty little boy, whither do you lead us? |
8166 | Then said the prior of the convent: What should this drunken fellow do here? |
8166 | Then, does it bear evident marks of his workmanship? |
8166 | Thirst, for who in the time of innocence would have drunk without being athirst? |
8166 | To the purpose of the truel,--what is the reason that the thighs of a gentlewoman are always fresh and cool? |
8166 | To what end all this? |
8166 | To which dialect was he indebted? |
8166 | Vultis etiam pardonos? |
8166 | Was it not the Ancients that began it? |
8166 | Was it that of Touraine, or Berri, or Poitou, or Paris? |
8166 | Was not Bacchus engendered out of the very thigh of Jupiter? |
8166 | Was not Minerva born of the brain, even through the ear of Jove? |
8166 | Washing them, therefore, first at the fountain, the pilgrims said one to another softly, What shall we do? |
8166 | We are almost drowned here amongst these lettuce, shall we speak? |
8166 | What a devil should we do else? |
8166 | What a devil, said the monk, shall we do else? |
8166 | What are the hopes of his labour? |
8166 | What course shall we then take? |
8166 | What do you pretend by these large conquests? |
8166 | What doth he expect to reap thereby? |
8166 | What drawer or tiring do you mean? |
8166 | What drives him to it? |
8166 | What fell out upon it? |
8166 | What good comes of it? |
8166 | What is it that induceth you, what stirs you up to believe, or who told you that white signifieth faith, and blue constancy? |
8166 | What is really the origin of it? |
8166 | What is that, said they? |
8166 | What is that? |
8166 | What is the cause, said Gargantua, that Friar John hath such a fair nose? |
8166 | What is this? |
8166 | What moves him? |
8166 | What moveth him to take all these pains? |
8166 | What provokes him? |
8166 | What sets him on? |
8166 | What shall be our remedy? |
8166 | What shall be the end of so many labours and crosses? |
8166 | What shall we have, said he, to drink in these deserts? |
8166 | What the devil, Sanct Thomas of England was well content to die for them; if I died in the same cause, should not I be a sanct likewise? |
8166 | What virtue will there be then, said the monk, in their bullets of concupiscence, their habits and their bodies? |
8166 | What was the issue? |
8166 | What wine drink you at Paris? |
8166 | What''s the matter? |
8166 | What, drink so shallow? |
8166 | What, it seems I do not drink but by an attorney? |
8166 | What, my member? |
8166 | What, quoth a third, shall I have no share in it? |
8166 | What, said Gargantua, to drink so soon after sleep? |
8166 | What, said Gargantua, to skite? |
8166 | What, said Grangousier, my little rogue, hast thou been at the pot, that thou dost rhyme already? |
8166 | What, said the monk, have you almost done preaching? |
8166 | What? |
8166 | What? |
8166 | When the good man came back, he asked him, Ha, my friend, what news do you bring me? |
8166 | When? |
8166 | Whence comes this to pass, my masters? |
8166 | Where does he tempt one to stray from duty? |
8166 | Where does it all come from? |
8166 | Where is faith? |
8166 | Where is humanity? |
8166 | Where is law? |
8166 | Where is my funnel? |
8166 | Where is reason? |
8166 | Where is that written? |
8166 | Where is the fear of God? |
8166 | Where, even indirectly, does he give pernicious advice? |
8166 | Wherefore is it, that our devotions were instituted to be short in the time of harvest and vintage, and long in the advent, and all the winter? |
8166 | Whereunto( in your opinion) doth this little flourish of a preamble tend? |
8166 | Which was first, thirst or drinking? |
8166 | Who art thou? |
8166 | Who hath given him this counsel? |
8166 | Who made it? |
8166 | Whom has he led to evil ways? |
8166 | Why am not I, said Minos, there invited? |
8166 | Why not? |
8166 | Why should we be more fastidious and severe than they were? |
8166 | Why? |
8166 | Will you have any more of it? |
8166 | Would you say that a fly could drink in this? |
8166 | Wouldst thou, like a perfidious tyrant, thus spoil and lay waste my master''s kingdom? |
8166 | Yea, but, said Grangousier, my friend, what cause doth he pretend for his outrages? |
8166 | Yea, but, said Grangousier, what went you to do at Saint Sebastian? |
8166 | Yea, but, said Grangousier, which torchecul did you find to be the best? |
8166 | You have catched a cold, gammer? |
8166 | do you use to pay ransoms to religious men? |
8166 | have not I sufficiently well exercised myself? |
8166 | hid? |
8166 | said Gargantua; do you throw at us grape- kernels here? |
8166 | said Grangousier, do you think that the plague comes from Saint Sebastian? |
8166 | said Grangousier, how is it? |
8166 | said Grangousier, what is this, good people? |
8166 | said Tripet, this fellow gibes and flouts us? |
8168 | ( And wherefore?) |
8168 | Am I a Jan? |
8168 | And if so be it was preordinated for thee, wouldst thou be so impious as not to acquiesce in thy destiny? |
8168 | And must my words be thus interpreted? |
8168 | And there is made-- what? |
8168 | And what kind of fool? |
8168 | And what, I pray you? |
8168 | And why should I not? |
8168 | And would you know what I would do unto him? |
8168 | Are not these beggarly devils sufficiently wretched already? |
8168 | Are not you assured within yourself of what you have a mind to? |
8168 | Are they all cuckolds? |
8168 | Are you married, or are you not? |
8168 | Art thou content that thirty thousand wainload of devils should get away with thee at this same very instant? |
8168 | At this dingle dangle wagging of my tub, what would you have me to do? |
8168 | But although it should continue longer, is there any man so foolish as to have the confidence to promise himself three years? |
8168 | But how is it that you do these things? |
8168 | But howsoever tell me, Should I marry or no? |
8168 | But if I do not marry? |
8168 | But if in my adventure I encounter aright, as I hope I will, shall I be fortunate? |
8168 | But in this carnal strife and debate of yours have you obtained from God the gift and special grace of continency? |
8168 | But what happened thereupon? |
8168 | But what harm, in the devil''s name, have these poor devils the Capuchins and Minims done unto him? |
8168 | But what then, my gentle companion? |
8168 | But what, in good earnest? |
8168 | But what? |
8168 | But what? |
8168 | But when you have done all these fine things, quoth Trinquamelle, how do you, my friend, award your decrees, and pronounce judgment? |
8168 | But whence comes this ciron- worm betwixt these two fingers? |
8168 | But who is he, conspicuous from afar, With olive boughs, that doth his offerings bear? |
8168 | But who shall cuckold me? |
8168 | But will you tell me? |
8168 | But, I pray you, sir, must I this evening, ere I go to bed, eat much or little? |
8168 | But, quoth Pantagruel, when will you be out of debt? |
8168 | But, quoth the abbess, thou roguish wench, why didst not thou then make some sign to those that were in the next chamber beside thee? |
8168 | By the belly of Saint Buff, quoth Panurge, should I be Vulcan, whom the poet blazons? |
8168 | By the blood of a hog''s- pudding, till when wouldst thou delay the acting of a husband''s part? |
8168 | By the body of a fox new slain, quoth Pantagruel, what is that? |
8168 | By the haven of safety, cried out Rondibilis, what is this you ask of me? |
8168 | By the pody cody, I have fished fair; where are we now? |
8168 | Did not you take heed, quoth he, a little before he opened his mouth to speak, what a shogging, shaking, and wagging his head did keep? |
8168 | Did you ever hitherto find me in the confraternity of the faulty? |
8168 | Didst thou ever hear the vulgar proverb, Happy is the physician whose coming is desired at the declension of a disease? |
8168 | Didst thou ever see the monk of Castre''s cowl? |
8168 | Do not we thereby honour the Lord God Almighty, Creator, Protector, and Conserver of all things? |
8168 | Do we know but that she may be an eleventh sibyl or a second Cassandra? |
8168 | Do you find any trouble or disquiet in your body by the importunate stings and pricklings of the flesh? |
8168 | Do you jog hither, wagging your tails, to pant at my wine, and bepiss my barrel? |
8168 | Do you remember what happened at Rome two hundred and threescore years after the foundation thereof? |
8168 | Do you see this russet? |
8168 | Do you, quoth Panurge, aver that without all exception? |
8168 | Dost thou not know, and is it not daily told unto thee, that the end of the world approacheth? |
8168 | Dost thou not see the Abbey of Theleme? |
8168 | Dost thou think, Friar John, by thy faith, that he is in the state of salvation? |
8168 | Dum venerit judicari? |
8168 | Foolish and dishonest? |
8168 | For to what end should the sun impart unto her any of his light? |
8168 | For who so rich can be that sometimes may not owe, or who can be so poor that sometimes may not lend? |
8168 | Give me thy advice freely, I beseech thee, Should I marry or no? |
8168 | Give me your advice, billy, and tell me your opinion freely, Should I marry or no? |
8168 | Good people, most illustrious drinkers, and you, thrice precious gouty gentlemen, did you ever see Diogenes, and cynic philosopher? |
8168 | Had you good luck in your first marriage? |
8168 | Have I not got a brave determination of all my doubts, and a response in all things agreeable to the oracle that gave it? |
8168 | Have you any dice in your pocket? |
8168 | Have you undertaken the task to enrich me in this world? |
8168 | He gave me a lusty rapping thwack on my back,--what then? |
8168 | Hearken here, Epistemon, my little bully, dost not thou hold him to be very resolute in his responsory verdicts? |
8168 | How do they call thee? |
8168 | How doleful, trist, and plangorous would such a sight and pageantry prove unto them? |
8168 | How interpret you that passage? |
8168 | How is it, quoth Panurge, that you conceive this matter? |
8168 | How should the bells be rung? |
8168 | How the devil can she be cuckolded who never yet was married? |
8168 | How thrive you with this second wife of yours? |
8168 | I heartily beseech you, what must I do? |
8168 | I say, you who are here, and not that other you who playeth below in the tennis- court? |
8168 | I will be? |
8168 | If I had put within this bottle two pints, the one of wine and the other of water, thoroughly and exactly mingled together, how would you unmix them? |
8168 | If you shall be a cuckold? |
8168 | In confirmation hereof, Theophrastus, being asked on a time what kind of beast or thing he judged a toyish, wanton love to be? |
8168 | In hurlyburly fight, Can any tell where random blows may light? |
8168 | Is it a blaspheming clause or reserve any way scandalous unto the world? |
8168 | Is it an ill expression? |
8168 | Is it not a canonical and authentic exception, worthy to be premised to all our undertakings? |
8168 | Is it not because they have not enough at home wherewith to fill their bellies and their pokes? |
8168 | Is it not the want of flesh meat? |
8168 | Is it possible for me to live without a wife, in the name of all the subterranean devils? |
8168 | Is it so, quoth Panurge, that you understand the matter? |
8168 | Is it your pleasure, most dear father, that you speak? |
8168 | Is not that a mean whereby we do acknowledge him to be the sole giver of all whatsoever is good? |
8168 | Is not that verily a sanctifying of his holy name? |
8168 | Is not this an infallible and sovereign antidote? |
8168 | Is she a cucquean for that? |
8168 | Is this small saving or frugality? |
8168 | It falleth to your turn to give an answer: Should Panurge, pray you, marry, yea or no? |
8168 | Let us turn the clean contrary way, and brush our former words against the wool: what if I encounter ill? |
8168 | O the Lord help us now, quoth Panurge; whither are we driven to, good folks? |
8168 | Of what kind? |
8168 | One, two, three; where is the fourth? |
8168 | Or yet by the mystery of necromancy? |
8168 | Or, for the more certainty, will you have a trial of your fortune by the art of aruspiciny, by augury, or by extispiciny? |
8168 | Our faithful friend, speak; are you married? |
8168 | Shall I be a cuckold, father, yea or no? |
8168 | Shall I go yet further? |
8168 | Shall I marry? |
8168 | Shall I marry? |
8168 | Shall I thrive or speed well withal? |
8168 | Shall I yet say more? |
8168 | Shall not I be a cuckold? |
8168 | Should I marry? |
8168 | Tell me-- do you prosper well with her? |
8168 | Then shall I not marry? |
8168 | Therefore I beseech you, my good Master Rondibilis, should I marry or not? |
8168 | To revile with opprobrious speeches the good and courageous props and pillars of the Church,--is that to be called a poetical fury? |
8168 | To what end doth she quaver with her lips, like a monkey in the dismembering of a lobster? |
8168 | To what use can those writings serve you, those papers and other procedures contained in the bags and pokes of the law- suitors? |
8168 | Tripes and bowels of all the devils, cries Panurge, what do you tell me? |
8168 | Was not he sent for? |
8168 | Was she to blame for an ill- managed fear,-- Or rather pious, conscionable care? |
8168 | Were it not for it, what would become of the toll- rates and rent- rolls? |
8168 | Were not they very careful to entertain them well, punctually to look unto them, and to attend them faithfully and circumspectly? |
8168 | Were you ever a cuckold? |
8168 | What a pox to thy bones dost thou mean, stony cod? |
8168 | What can be the signification of the uneven shrugging of her hulchy shoulders? |
8168 | What could it have cost him to hearken unto what the honest man had invented and contrived for his good? |
8168 | What do they do then? |
8168 | What fool so confident to say, That he shall live one other day? |
8168 | What have I heard? |
8168 | What is it makes the wolves to leave the woods? |
8168 | What is it that this polypragmonetic ardelion to all the fiends of hell doth aim at? |
8168 | What is it that you advise and counsel me to do? |
8168 | What is the meaning of that? |
8168 | What joy, conjecture you, will then be found amongst those officers when they see this rivulet of gold, which is their sole restorative? |
8168 | What kind of dice, quoth Trinquamelle, grand- president of the said court, do you mean, my friend Bridlegoose? |
8168 | What makes poor scoundrel rogues to beg, I pray you? |
8168 | What maketh all this for our present purpose? |
8168 | What maketh women whores? |
8168 | What meaneth this restless wagging of her slouchy chaps? |
8168 | What say they? |
8168 | What say you? |
8168 | What says Cato in his Book of Husbandry to this purpose? |
8168 | What the deuce moved him to be so snappish and depravedly bent against the good fathers of the true religion? |
8168 | What the devil else shouldst thou do but marry? |
8168 | What the devil, quoth Panurge, means this busy restless fellow? |
8168 | What wonder is it then? |
8168 | What, are you there yet? |
8168 | When I tell you,--If it please God,--do I to you any wrong therein? |
8168 | When it was asked Ovid, Why Aegisthus became an adulterer? |
8168 | When the Massorets and Cabalists are asked why it is that none of all the devils do at any time enter into the terrestrial paradise? |
8168 | Where shall we put it? |
8168 | Whereof could the chassis or paper- windows be made? |
8168 | Whether wouldst thou be jealous without cause, or be a cuckold and know nothing of it? |
8168 | Who is able to tell if the world shall last yet three years? |
8168 | Why didst thou not leave thy purse with the miller? |
8168 | Why do you then doubt of that which you know not? |
8168 | Why not? |
8168 | Why not? |
8168 | Why so, I prithee tell? |
8168 | Why, replied Panurge, the lately married? |
8168 | Why? |
8168 | Why? |
8168 | Why? |
8168 | Will not this be the golden age in the reign of Saturn? |
8168 | Will she be discreet and chaste? |
8168 | Will you eat a pudding? |
8168 | Will you have another draught of white hippocras? |
8168 | Will you maintain, quoth Pantagruel, that the codpiece is the chief piece of a military harness? |
8168 | Will you not be gone? |
8168 | Will you teach me, quoth Panurge, how to discern flies among milk, or show your father the way how to beget children? |
8168 | Wilt thou come along with us, Friar John? |
8168 | Without it, how could the papers and writs of lawyers''clients be brought to the bar? |
8168 | Without it, how should the water be got out of a draw- well? |
8168 | Would not the noble art of printing perish without it? |
8168 | Would you know whither? |
8168 | Wouldst thou be content to be found with thy genitories full in the day of judgment? |
8168 | Yea but, quoth Panurge, would you have me so solitarily drive out the whole course of my life, without the comfort of a matrimonial consort? |
8168 | You do not? |
8168 | You monks and friars of the cowl- pated and hood- polled fraternity, have you no remedy nor salve against this malady of graffing horns in heads? |
8168 | You never saw her? |
8168 | You were also married before you had this wife? |
8168 | You, my French countrymen, which is the way you take to go thither? |
8168 | answered Panurge; have you fixed your thoughts there? |
8168 | are we come to that pass? |
8168 | or as the Cilician women, according to the testimony of Dioscorides, were wo nt to do the grain of alkermes? |
8168 | the true idea of the Olympic regions, wherein all( other) virtues cease, charity alone ruleth, governeth, domineereth, and triumpheth? |
8169 | A fart for the money, said Panurge; have I not had above fifty thousand pounds''worth of sport? |
8169 | A silly cockney am I not, As ever did from Paris come? |
8169 | A turd on''t, said the skipper to his preaching passenger, what a fiddle- faddle have we here? |
8169 | After this he asked, What''s o''clock? |
8169 | After this he said unto us, What think you of this image? |
8169 | And be merry? |
8169 | And have you no remedy for this? |
8169 | And indeed, why should he have thought this difficult? |
8169 | And would you indeed damn your precious soul? |
8169 | Another asked a she- friend of his, How is it, hatchet? |
8169 | Are these same Chitterlings, said Friar John, male or female, angels or mortals, women or maids? |
8169 | Art thou mad, said Friar John, to run on at this rate? |
8169 | Art thou speaking ill of women, cried Panurge, thou mangy scoundrel, thou sorry, noddy- peaked shaveling monk? |
8169 | As soon as the boat had clapped them on board, they all with one voice asked, Have you seen him, good passengers, have you seen him? |
8169 | Ay, but how shall we know the catchpole? |
8169 | But could n''t we see some of''em? |
8169 | But the other answered him, Is it come to that, friend and neighbour? |
8169 | But what do you think of eating some kind of cabirotadoes? |
8169 | But what harm had poor I done? |
8169 | But what if neither of these two ways will work upon you, of which doleful truth some of our playwrights stand so many living monuments? |
8169 | But what''s this? |
8169 | But who can endure to be wedded to a dish? |
8169 | But who is this Ucalegon below, that cries and makes such a sad moan? |
8169 | But, rr, rrr, rrrr, rrrrr, hoh Robin, rr, rrrrrrr, you do n''t understand that gibberish, do you? |
8169 | But, said his lady, why hath he been so very liberal of his manual kindness to me, without the least provocation? |
8169 | By St. Antony''s hog, said Xenomanes, I believe so; for how can this whip be sufficient to lash this top? |
8169 | Can these same heroes or demigods you talk of die? |
8169 | Children, do you want me still in anything? |
8169 | Come, how much? |
8169 | Could a body hypocritically take there a small hypocritical touch? |
8169 | Did you ever see him? |
8169 | Did you ever see him? |
8169 | Do but tell me whether you will be confessed and fast only three short little days of God? |
8169 | Do you call this a wedding? |
8169 | Do you call this children''s play? |
8169 | Do you make nothing of this? |
8169 | Do you reckon these two to be akin? |
8169 | Do you see this same ram? |
8169 | Do you think the fellow was bashful? |
8169 | Dost thou see the smoke of hell''s kitchens? |
8169 | Friar John, art thou here my love? |
8169 | Friar Stephen, do n''t we play the devils rarely? |
8169 | Had he eaten sour plums unpeeled? |
8169 | Hark ye me, dear rogue, Xenomanes, my friend, I prithee are these hermits, hypocrites, and eavesdroppers maids or married? |
8169 | Hast thou got thy swindging tool? |
8169 | Hast thou hurt thyself? |
8169 | Hath he not a rare voice? |
8169 | Have we not raised it? |
8169 | Have you a mind to go ashore there? |
8169 | Honest man, could not you throw me ashore? |
8169 | How is that? |
8169 | How now, Friar John? |
8169 | How thick do you judge the planks of our ship to be? |
8169 | How were they made? |
8169 | How, cried the devil, what is it? |
8169 | How? |
8169 | I hear the block crack; is it broke? |
8169 | I tell you the time and place; what would you have more? |
8169 | If we are drowned, will it not be drowned too? |
8169 | In heaven, I grant, replied Homenas; but we have another here on earth, do you see? |
8169 | In the interim, Panurge said to Friar John, Is this the island of the Macreons? |
8169 | In what hierarchy of such venomous creatures do you place Panurge''s future spouse? |
8169 | Is it come to that? |
8169 | Is it time for us to drink now? |
8169 | Is that the gentleman? |
8169 | Is there anything of the feminine gender among them? |
8169 | Is this one of the nine comforts of matrimony? |
8169 | Lend''s a hand here, hoh, tiger, wouldst thou? |
8169 | May not this be said to redeem and gain time with a vengeance, think you? |
8169 | Nay, good sir devil, replied the farmer; how can I be said to have choused you, since it was your worship that chose first? |
8169 | Now tell me who ever had more cause to be vexed than poor Tom? |
8169 | Now what do you think on''t, neighbour, my friend? |
8169 | Now who should happen to meet but these two? |
8169 | Now would I know what kind of hatchet this bawling Tom wants? |
8169 | Now, by the virtue of God-- Hold, interrupted Homenas, what god do you mean? |
8169 | Now, come and tell me whether the horns of your other knights of the bull''s feather have such a virtue and wonderful propriety? |
8169 | Now, did you ever hear the like since you were born? |
8169 | O destinies, why did you not spin me for a cabbage- planter? |
8169 | Ods- belly, art thou talking here of making thy will now we are in danger, and it behoveth us to bestir our stumps lustily, or never? |
8169 | Ods- belly, do they make nothing of the valiant cooks? |
8169 | Ods- death, how shall we clear her? |
8169 | Ods- fish, why do n''t we take him up by the lugs and throw him overboard to the bottom of the sea? |
8169 | Ods- me, thou buffalo''s head stuffed with relics, what ape''s paternoster art thou muttering and chattering here between thy teeth? |
8169 | Pantagruel, hearing the sad outcry which Panurge made, said, Who talks of flying? |
8169 | Poet, was Homer frying congers when he wrote the deeds of Agamemnon? |
8169 | Pray now tell me who can tell but that the Swiss, now so bold and warlike, were formerly Chitterlings? |
8169 | Pray what do you call''em? |
8169 | Prithee, who will transmit it to the executors? |
8169 | Quid juris? |
8169 | Quoth Friar John, What could they say more, were he all peg and she all hole? |
8169 | Red- snout cried out against them, saying, with a loud voice, Body of me, you little prigs, will you offer to take the bread out of my mouth? |
8169 | Shall I come and help you again? |
8169 | Shall I help you here too? |
8169 | Shall I help you still? |
8169 | Shall I lend you a hand here? |
8169 | Suppose we should find ourselves pent up between the Chitterlings and Shrovetide? |
8169 | The catchpole, having made shift to get down a swingeing sneaker of Breton wine, said to Basche, Pray, sir, what do you mean? |
8169 | The deuce on you, what more might a king, an emperor, or a pope wish for? |
8169 | The ship being cleared of Dingdong and his tups: Is there ever another sheepish soul left lurking on board? |
8169 | The universities of your world have commonly a book, either open or shut, in their arms and devices; what book do you think it is? |
8169 | This caused Thamous to answer: Here am I; what dost thou call me for? |
8169 | To see fashions? |
8169 | Was he one of our decretalists? |
8169 | Well then, sir, said Friar John, while the ship''s crew water have you a mind to have good sport? |
8169 | Well, he must have it then for all this, for so''tis written in the Book of Fate( do you hear? |
8169 | Well, talk no more of it, quoth the devil; what canst thou sow our field with for next year? |
8169 | Were his teeth on edge, I pray you? |
8169 | What a devil have we below, quoth Jupiter, that howls so horridly? |
8169 | What a shameful disorder in nature, is it not, to make war against women? |
8169 | What cheer, ho, fore and aft? |
8169 | What did they get by''t, in your opinion? |
8169 | What do you mean by dog- sleep? |
8169 | What do you mean, master of mine? |
8169 | What do you think on''t, hah? |
8169 | What do you think they did? |
8169 | What do you think was the cause of Erichthonius''s being the first inventor of coaches, litters, and chariots? |
8169 | What harm had done those poor devils the catchpoles? |
8169 | What hast thou to do with it? |
8169 | What is it? |
8169 | What is that to me? |
8169 | What is the matter, said he, my chicken? |
8169 | What is the matter? |
8169 | What is the reason, asked Friar John, that monks are always to be found in kitchens, and kings, emperors, and popes are never there? |
8169 | What makes and daily increases the famous and celebrated patrimony of St. Peter in plenty of all temporal, corporeal, and spiritual blessings? |
8169 | What makes, in many countries, the people rebellious and depraved, pages saucy and mischievous, students sottish and duncical? |
8169 | What men? |
8169 | What mother, said the mayor, does the man mean? |
8169 | What think you of it? |
8169 | What think''st of it, Friar John, hah? |
8169 | What thinkest thou of it, say, thou bawdy Priapus? |
8169 | What was it? |
8169 | What will it signify to make your will now? |
8169 | What wilt thou have me do? |
8169 | What''s the price? |
8169 | What, always the same ditty? |
8169 | What, was the shop their mother? |
8169 | When dost thou reckon to reap, hah? |
8169 | When have we All- saints day? |
8169 | When shall the worshipful esquire drink? |
8169 | When shall we drink? |
8169 | When the devil would you have a man be afraid but when there is so much cause? |
8169 | When the fruit was on the table, Pantagruel asked, Now tell me, gentlemen, are your doubts fully resolved or no? |
8169 | Where are those of Toby Lamb and Robin Ram that sleep while the rest are a- feeding? |
8169 | Where are you? |
8169 | Where is he? |
8169 | Where the devil didst thou rake up all these fripperies? |
8169 | Whereabouts were we? |
8169 | Which causes Herophilus much to blame the physician Callianax, who, being asked by a patient of his, Shall I die? |
8169 | Who can tell but St. Martin''s running footman Belzebuth may still be hatching us some further mischief? |
8169 | Who is it? |
8169 | Who then will? |
8169 | Who? |
8169 | Why all this ado? |
8169 | Why is my Trasia thus sad and melancholy? |
8169 | Why was Nabuzardan, King Nebuchadnezzar''s head- cook, chosen to the exclusion of all other captains to besiege and destroy Jerusalem? |
8169 | Why, what would you do with them? |
8169 | Will they lie backwards, and let out their fore- rooms? |
8169 | Wilt say how much? |
8169 | Wilt thou come, ho devil? |
8169 | Wilt thou come, sea- calf? |
8169 | With this cat? |
8169 | Would n''t this secure us from this storm? |
8169 | Would you know why I''m thus, good people? |
8169 | Would you put tricks upon travellers? |
8169 | Wouldst thou everlastingly leave it there, or wouldst thou pluck it out with thy grinders? |
8169 | You are, as I take it, the king''s jester; are n''t you? |
8169 | Your name is, as I take it, Robin Mutton? |
8169 | always in a kitchen, friend? |
8169 | asked Homenas; what was it? |
8169 | asked Jupiter; when? |
8169 | between the anvil and the hammers? |
8169 | cried she, the man''s a fool: What need you use a wooden tool? |
8169 | cried the four; do not you foreign people know the one? |
8169 | did I not give you a sufficient account of the elements''transmutation, and the blunders that are made of roast for boiled, and boiled for roast? |
8169 | do all those that see the pope grow as tall as yon huge fellow that threatens us? |
8169 | do you think I am afraid? |
8169 | have you not talked long enough to drink? |
8169 | how the devil came I by this? |
8169 | meddle with Shrovetide? |
8169 | pray tell me who taught you to talk at this rate of the power and predestination of God, poor silly people? |
8169 | said Friar John; how can I help it? |
8169 | said Panurge; was it here we were born to perish? |
8169 | said they, was there no more to do but to lose a hatchet to make us rich? |
8169 | what does he? |
8169 | what''s that to thee? |
8169 | whence comest thou, O dark lantern of Antichrist? |
8169 | where art thou? |
8169 | where is our main course? |
8169 | where was it? |
8169 | who art thou? |
8169 | who shall have this wreck? |
8169 | who were they? |
8169 | will you take my bargain over my head? |
8169 | would you draw and inveigle from me my clients and customers? |
8170 | ''Sdeath, what more have kings and princes? |
8170 | ''tis not for want of goodwill; he is really to be excused for his delay; for what the devil would you have a devil do? |
8170 | And how is it within? |
8170 | And in their helves? |
8170 | And of what kind of trees? |
8170 | And of what other trees? |
8170 | And that of the old? |
8170 | And the number of those that are to be warmed thus hereafter is? |
8170 | And their arms? |
8170 | And what besides? |
8170 | And what do they say then? |
8170 | And what else? |
8170 | And what else? |
8170 | And what else? |
8170 | And what else? |
8170 | And what else? |
8170 | And what more? |
8170 | Are they for pies and tarts? |
8170 | Are we a- going to the little children''s limbo? |
8170 | Art thou here, Friar John? |
8170 | As soon as he saw me he was overjoyed, and bawled out to me, What cheer, ho? |
8170 | As soon as may be? |
8170 | But hark ye me, cried Panurge, may not we take a nap in the mean time? |
8170 | But hark you me, master of mine, asked Panurge, have they not some of different growth? |
8170 | But how, continued he, can you make it out that''tis the oldest city in the world? |
8170 | But now what is to be done? |
8170 | But pray what countrymen are you? |
8170 | But pray, father, said I, whence come you? |
8170 | But whither are we bound? |
8170 | But why, prithee, dear Double- fee, do they call these worshipful dons of yours ignorant fellows? |
8170 | But, asked Pantagruel, do these birds never return to the world where they were hatched? |
8170 | But, first, how would you have''em served here? |
8170 | But, pray, when you have been pumped dry one day, what have you got the next? |
8170 | But, said Panurge to the new- comers, how do you come by all this venison? |
8170 | By the memory of the decretals, said Friar John, tell us, I pray you, what you honest men here live on? |
8170 | By the oath you have taken, tell me truly what time of the year do you do it least in? |
8170 | Come, he that would be thought a gentleman, let him storm a town; well, then, shall we go? |
8170 | Come, wert thou not a wise doctor to fling away a whole purse of gold on those mangy scoundrels? |
8170 | Could not a man take a chirping bottle with you to taste your wine? |
8170 | Damn it, did you then take me along with you for your chaplain, to sing mass and shrive you? |
8170 | Do n''t your worships here now and then use to take a leap? |
8170 | Do they get you bairns? |
8170 | Do you fleece''em? |
8170 | Do you never commit dry- bobs or flashes in the pan? |
8170 | Do you see here this little bunch, to which they are going to give t''other wrench? |
8170 | Do you see that basin yonder in his cage? |
8170 | Do you see this madge- howlet? |
8170 | Dost thou see''em here, sirrah? |
8170 | First, what do they eat? |
8170 | For who could have forborne? |
8170 | Had it not been enough to have thrown the hell- hounds a few cropped pieces of white cash? |
8170 | Has n''t the fellow told you he does not know a word of the business? |
8170 | Hast thou got thy bilbo? |
8170 | Have you smelt the salt deep? |
8170 | How are they when you''ve done? |
8170 | How are you when you shake? |
8170 | How came this mad fellow to break loose? |
8170 | How could I help it? |
8170 | How did you find that they are now wise? |
8170 | How do they drink? |
8170 | How do they like''em? |
8170 | How do they love it dressed? |
8170 | How do they use to be? |
8170 | How do they use to walk? |
8170 | How do you correct''em? |
8170 | How do you pig together? |
8170 | How dost like me now? |
8170 | How dost thou like this fare? |
8170 | How hang your pouches? |
8170 | How is the gateway? |
8170 | How is the snatchblatch? |
8170 | How is their motion? |
8170 | How is your performance the rest of the year? |
8170 | How long has it been wise? |
8170 | How long otherwise? |
8170 | How many and what dispositions made them fools? |
8170 | How many and what dispositions were wanting to make''em wise? |
8170 | How many bouts a- nights? |
8170 | How many of''em do you intend to save? |
8170 | How many scores have you? |
8170 | How many steps have you told? |
8170 | How many would you have? |
8170 | How much is that? |
8170 | How much is the whole? |
8170 | How much weighs each bag of tools? |
8170 | How must they be done? |
8170 | How should the ancient folly be come to nothing? |
8170 | How should they be wise? |
8170 | How should this same new wisdom be started up and established? |
8170 | How then, should he be roasted? |
8170 | How''s their complexion then? |
8170 | How, quoth Panurge, are you a shaver, then? |
8170 | How, quoth the friar, the fit rhyming is upon you too? |
8170 | How, said Panurge, say you so? |
8170 | How? |
8170 | However, like maids, they say nay, and take it; and speak the less, but think the more, minding the work in hand; do they not? |
8170 | I mean, what weather is it there? |
8170 | I perceived that the travellers and inhabitants of that country asked, Whither does this way go? |
8170 | I suppose they are not all of one age; but, pray, how is their shape? |
8170 | In autumn? |
8170 | In summer? |
8170 | In winter? |
8170 | Is he a rank heretic? |
8170 | Is this all that the trismegistian Bottle''s word means? |
8170 | Is this all they have? |
8170 | Is''t come to that? |
8170 | Light, where''s the book? |
8170 | May we not hear the pope- hawk sing? |
8170 | Nay, why do n''t you iron- bind him, if needs be? |
8170 | Now I have left nothing behind me at the wicket through forgetfulness; why then should I think of going thither? |
8170 | Now you have it, what do you make on''t? |
8170 | Now, by the oath you have taken, tell me, when you have a mind to cohabit, how you throw''em? |
8170 | Of what colour is the tip? |
8170 | Of what complexion? |
8170 | Of what''s the colour of the twigs? |
8170 | Oh, you devils, cried Friar John, proto- devils, panto- devils, you would we d a monk, would you? |
8170 | Or are we going to hell for orders? |
8170 | Ought he not to be singed? |
8170 | Pantagruel made a notable observation upon the processions; for says he, Have you seen and observed the policy of these Semiquavers? |
8170 | Panurge then whispered me, Fellow- traveller, quoth he, hast thou not been somewhat afraid this bout? |
8170 | Pray did you observe, continued Epistemon, how this damned ill- favoured Semiquaver mentioned March as the best month for caterwauling? |
8170 | Pray now, good father hermit, have not you here some other pastime besides fasting? |
8170 | Pray tell me, noble topers, do they not deserve to have their snouts slit? |
8170 | Pray then, if I may be so bold, whence comes this plenty and overflowing of all dainty bits and good things which we see among you? |
8170 | Pray where are their hens? |
8170 | Pray, Friar Shakewell, does your whole fraternity quaver and shake at that rate? |
8170 | Pray, asked he, what is the true name of all these things in your country language? |
8170 | Pray, have you many? |
8170 | Pray, how came you to know that men were formerly fools? |
8170 | Pray, how do you feed''em? |
8170 | Pray, master, cried Panurge, if I also rang this bell could I make those other birds yonder, with red- herring- coloured feathers, sing? |
8170 | Pray, quoth Panurge, is there no remedy, no help for the poor man, good people? |
8170 | Pray, why is it that people say that men are not such sots nowadays as they were in the days of yore? |
8170 | Prithee, Mr. Devil in a coif, wouldst thou have a man tell thee more than he knows? |
8170 | Remember you''re upon your oath, and tell me justly and bona fide how many times a day you monk it? |
8170 | Right, quoth Panurge, but couldst thou keep pace with him, Friar John, my dainty cod? |
8170 | Rot you, am I not vexed enough already, but you must have the impudence to come and plague me, ye scurvy fly- catchers you? |
8170 | Say? |
8170 | Should not he be scalded first? |
8170 | Sirrah, give me-- an account whether you had a letter of attorney, or whether you were feed or no, that you offered to bawl in another man''s cause? |
8170 | So you''d have them burned? |
8170 | Some have been served so? |
8170 | That time or tense, said Epistemon, is aorist, derived from the preter- imperfect tense of the Greeks, admitted in war(?) |
8170 | That were heretics? |
8170 | Their brows? |
8170 | Their complexion? |
8170 | Their eyes? |
8170 | Their features? |
8170 | Their feet? |
8170 | Their graces? |
8170 | Their hair? |
8170 | Their heels? |
8170 | Their looks? |
8170 | Their lower parts? |
8170 | Then what do they do? |
8170 | There quoth Panurge, Is it here? |
8170 | Till at last he be? |
8170 | Till what time do the doxies sit up? |
8170 | Trinc then: what says your heart, elevated by Bacchic enthusiasm? |
8170 | Turn it over, where''s the chapter? |
8170 | Virtue of the frock, quoth Friar John, what kind of voyage are we making? |
8170 | Was Ulysses so mad as to go back into the Cyclop''s cave to fetch his sword? |
8170 | Well, what say you? |
8170 | What a pox ails the fellow? |
8170 | What are the faggots and brushes of? |
8170 | What besides? |
8170 | What caps do they wear? |
8170 | What colour? |
8170 | What d''ye take him to be? |
8170 | What d''ye think the old fornicator saith? |
8170 | What do they boil with''em? |
8170 | What do they end with? |
8170 | What do they mend it with? |
8170 | What do they say to this? |
8170 | What do they season their meat with? |
8170 | What do they wear on their hands? |
8170 | What do you get out of''em then? |
8170 | What do you give''em then? |
8170 | What do you say? |
8170 | What do you think is become of the art of forcing the thunder and celestial fire down, which the wise Prometheus had formerly invented? |
8170 | What fruit do they eat? |
8170 | What fuel feeds it? |
8170 | What has he made you? |
8170 | What have they besides, then? |
8170 | What if you skipped, and let''em fast a whole day? |
8170 | What is in their kitchens? |
8170 | What is it? |
8170 | What kind of cloth is it? |
8170 | What kind of tools are yours? |
8170 | What leaping dost thou mean? |
8170 | What liquor? |
8170 | What made Hercules such a famous fellow, d''ye think? |
8170 | What o''devil has he swallowed? |
8170 | What place is he to go to? |
8170 | What rigging do you keep''em in? |
8170 | What sauce are they most dainty for? |
8170 | What season do you do it best in? |
8170 | What shadows the brooks? |
8170 | What sort of cloth is it? |
8170 | What sort of porridge? |
8170 | What sort of rings on their fingers? |
8170 | What sort of wood is''t? |
8170 | What sort? |
8170 | What sort? |
8170 | What the better for the succeeding wisdom? |
8170 | What then? |
8170 | What then? |
8170 | What wear they on their feet? |
8170 | What were we the worse for the former folly? |
8170 | What wood d''ye burn in your chambers? |
8170 | What would the wenches do? |
8170 | What''s the colour of their stockings? |
8170 | What''s their last course? |
8170 | What''s your lading? |
8170 | When do they get up? |
8170 | When they had well fed, quoth the horse to the ass; Well, poor ass, how is it with thee now? |
8170 | When they''ve even used, how are they? |
8170 | When we had thus chatted and tippled, Bacbuc asked, Who of you here would have the word of the Bottle? |
8170 | Whence proceeded the foregoing folly? |
8170 | Whence the following wisdom? |
8170 | Where did you find this written? |
8170 | Where do you hide''em? |
8170 | Which is the oldest city in the world? |
8170 | Which way? |
8170 | Whither are you bound? |
8170 | Whither does that way go? |
8170 | Who a God''s name made''em wise? |
8170 | Who are those? |
8170 | Who d''ye think are most, those that loved mankind foolish, or those that love it wise? |
8170 | Who of them is the best cock o''the game? |
8170 | Who the devil made''em fools? |
8170 | Whom have you got o''board? |
8170 | Why did the modern wisdom begin now, and no sooner? |
8170 | Why did the old folly end now, and no later? |
8170 | Why do n''t you swaddle him round with good tight girths, or secure his natural tub with a strong sorb- apple- tree hoop? |
8170 | Why then do we not follow his example, doing as he did in the countries through which we pass? |
8170 | Why then, said Pantagruel, do they put it again into the press? |
8170 | Why were they fools? |
8170 | Will fish go down with them? |
8170 | Will he rid us of his damned company, to go shite out his nasty rhyming balderdash in some bog- house? |
8170 | Will he take a hair of the same dog? |
8170 | Will nobody be so kind as to cram some dog''s- bur down the poor cur''s gullet? |
8170 | Will the addle- pated wight have the grace to sheer off? |
8170 | Would you have them vault or wriggle more? |
8170 | Would you know what''tis, gamesters? |
8170 | Would you take my advice? |
8170 | and dost thou prate here of thy being innocent, as if thou couldst be delivered from our racks and tortures for being so? |
8170 | asked Panurge; and how do you call them? |
8170 | cried Friar John; are ye here still, ye bloodhounds, ye citing, scribbling imps of Satan? |
8170 | cried Friar John; do you call these same folks illiterate lobcocks and duncical doddipolls? |
8170 | cried they; do you call it Entelechy or Endelechy? |
8170 | do ye presume to say that our seamen are not honest men? |
8170 | dost thou take me for an ass? |
8170 | hah? |
8170 | or will he, monk- like, run his fist up to the elbow into his throat to his very maw, to scour and clear his flanks? |
8170 | quoth Panurge; why, what would you have me say? |
8170 | they were none of your lower- form gimcracks, were they? |
8170 | we were too rich, were we? |
8170 | where are their females? |
8170 | where the devil are they? |
8170 | wo n''t truth serve your turns? |
15745 | ''Shall I open the apiary?'' 15745 ''What, my child?'' |
15745 | Alive? |
15745 | And about the count? |
15745 | And how long does she stay? |
15745 | And what is that? |
15745 | And what may that be? |
15745 | And who has sent you? |
15745 | And who was Hugh Lupus? |
15745 | And why should she not? |
15745 | And you, Christian? |
15745 | And you-- what right have you over her? |
15745 | Are not the days long enough for you to read in? |
15745 | Are you hungry? |
15745 | Are you not coming up with us? |
15745 | Are you quite sure? |
15745 | Are you sure it was that? |
15745 | Are you sure you saw all that, ma''am? |
15745 | But just tell me, master, how is it that you are here to- night, at six leagues''distance from Saverne, in the gorge of Nideck? |
15745 | But what do you mean? |
15745 | Can not she escape? |
15745 | Come from? 15745 Do my own body and limbs refuse to obey my will? |
15745 | Do n''t you know how cold it is? |
15745 | Do you hope that it may? |
15745 | Do you see anything near? |
15745 | Do you see anything, Fritz? 15745 Do you see there a rock half- buried in the snow, with a ragged bush by its side?" |
15745 | Do you want to run as far as the Falberg? |
15745 | Every morning these good people would say, when they saw me buckle on my knapsack--''What are you about, Mr. Hennetius? |
15745 | Fortunate? 15745 Fritz, I shall have to tell you the object of this journey at some time, I suppose?" |
15745 | Fuldrade,she murmured,"is the great tower yet standing?" |
15745 | Good people; why can not we meet with such every day?'' 15745 Has she committed murder?" |
15745 | Has she stolen anything? |
15745 | Have n''t I told you so already? 15745 How can I help it? |
15745 | How can one be hospitable to strangers at such a time? 15745 How can you tell that?" |
15745 | How could she exercise such a baneful influence? |
15745 | How did his illness come on? |
15745 | How do you know that? |
15745 | How do you prove that? |
15745 | How is that possible? |
15745 | How many cards? |
15745 | How so, Gideon? |
15745 | How so? 15745 I know that-- so you told the countess-- but how about to- morrow?" |
15745 | I should like to do that, Christian, but how am I to lay my remorse upon that goat? |
15745 | I should like to know,cried Sperver,"how that track came here?" |
15745 | I want to know, first of all, where does this Black Pest come from? |
15745 | If it was an easy matter where would be the merit? 15745 If they fit me,"I said,"what is the use of buying?" |
15745 | Indeed; and what may this very important question be? |
15745 | Is he just the same? |
15745 | Is it me that you are whistling to like a dog? |
15745 | Is monseigneur better? |
15745 | Is she ever seen before? 15745 Is that all, Sperver?" |
15745 | Is that possible, sir? |
15745 | Is that the way you speak of us medical gentlemen? |
15745 | Is that you, Sperver? |
15745 | Is there any hope, sir? |
15745 | Is there any possibility of it, sir? |
15745 | Is this really true, Fritz? |
15745 | Mademoiselle, will you take a wing? |
15745 | Monsieur Knapwurst,I began very respectfully,"would you oblige me by enlightening me upon certain historic doubts?" |
15745 | No doubt; but still it is a fact, is it not? |
15745 | Now,I cried,"what is all this for? |
15745 | O death, where is thy sting? 15745 Of course I do-- by reputation; what have you to do there?" |
15745 | Only just tell me, Fritz, is it right or is it left? |
15745 | Perhaps this man has had serious troubles to go through? |
15745 | So he is a very good master, is he? |
15745 | So it is, but it is rather severe; do n''t you think so? |
15745 | So the count has never had any exciting deeds in hand? |
15745 | So the marriage was a happy one throughout? |
15745 | So then, Gideon, you call this tower, Hugh''s tower the Hugh Lupus tower? |
15745 | So you have a man of learning at Nideck? |
15745 | So you went out last night, doctor? |
15745 | So, Sperver,I said,"the count has spent a good night?" |
15745 | So,I resumed pensively,"the first of these wives was called Hedwige, and the descendants of Nideck are not related to her?" |
15745 | So,he cried in a smothered tone, as if he were strangling--"so you will look on and see your father perish? |
15745 | Sperver, what are you about? |
15745 | Still, Monsieur Knapwurst, the lord of Nideck has had great sorrows, had he not? |
15745 | Such as what? |
15745 | Suppose I were to come up? |
15745 | The Baron de Zimmer? |
15745 | The count? |
15745 | Then what do you want with her? 15745 Then you are in no hurry to go away?" |
15745 | To- morrow? |
15745 | Was it you who saved me? |
15745 | Well, Donner, what is the matter now? |
15745 | Well, Fritz,he said gravely,"what is your opinion?" |
15745 | Well, Maître Bernard,cried Christian,"it is broad daylight; had we not better start?" |
15745 | Well, Sébalt, what next? |
15745 | Well, why are you crying? |
15745 | What do you know about following up a trail? |
15745 | What do you mean by pretending to forget what breakfast? 15745 What do you mean? |
15745 | What do you want here? |
15745 | What does she want with me? |
15745 | What duties do you mean? |
15745 | What if it was two thousand years? |
15745 | What is it? |
15745 | What is the matter with the beast? |
15745 | What is the matter, Brémer? |
15745 | What matters my life? 15745 What more can I tell you, ladies? |
15745 | What objection can you make to my proposal? 15745 What signifies? |
15745 | What, then, distinguishes this foot so particularly? |
15745 | What, what is this? |
15745 | Whence indeed, ladies? 15745 Where do you see it, then?" |
15745 | Where do you want to go? |
15745 | Who I am? 15745 Who can have any object in following the old woman?" |
15745 | Who can tell that, madam? 15745 Who can this be?" |
15745 | Who is Knapwurst? |
15745 | Why not, Master Conrad? 15745 Why should not I?" |
15745 | Why so? |
15745 | Why so? |
15745 | Will you have a glass of wine, doctor? |
15745 | Wo n''t you have another instead? |
15745 | You do n''t smoke, doctor? |
15745 | Yours? |
15745 | ''Come, come, I am glad to hear it, Knapwurst; but for you, who would know anything about the glory of the house of Nideck?'' |
15745 | ''Has he disappeared?'' |
15745 | ''In_ that_ tower?'' |
15745 | ''Why should I break her heart?'' |
15745 | A little while after the count, hearing me drop a Latin quotation, was quite astonished, and said,''When did you learn Latin, Knapwurst?'' |
15745 | A word would restore him to life, and you refuse to speak that one word?" |
15745 | Am I to be deprived of the consolations vouchsafed to the neediest and most wretched? |
15745 | And, moreover, whence could such happiness be derived? |
15745 | Any one who had seen our flaring torch from below would have asked,"What are they doing up there in the clouds? |
15745 | Are not you and I to breakfast this very morning with Doctor Fritz?" |
15745 | Are you going mad?" |
15745 | Are you joking?" |
15745 | At last I ventured to remark--"But sometimes the count gets angry with his daughter?" |
15745 | Before her it was in old Edith of Haslach; before Edith in some other--""Do you believe that?" |
15745 | Bernard, with neck outstretched, heaved a deep sigh; in a minute he began to stammer out--"Who is there? |
15745 | Besides, was not Lieverlé tied up, after all? |
15745 | Besides, who can draw the limits around the region of possibility? |
15745 | But do n''t you think the light is going?" |
15745 | But has not God said,''Honour thy father and thy mother?''" |
15745 | But how am I to carry the niche away?" |
15745 | But what could be the cause or origin? |
15745 | But what have I to do with all these things? |
15745 | But what signifies? |
15745 | But when does she come within sight of Nideck?" |
15745 | Come, Fritz, what is your opinion?" |
15745 | Could any enthusiasm of poet or skill of painter attain the sublime elevation of such a scene as that? |
15745 | Could it have been drunken gravity? |
15745 | Daniel, the butcher, with staring eyes and gaping mouth, asks--"Where is the onagra?" |
15745 | Do n''t you hear the scratching of claws? |
15745 | Do n''t you know me?" |
15745 | Do n''t you know that we are here in the domains of Nideck, and that we administer justice and execute our own decrees?" |
15745 | Do n''t you remember Gertrude? |
15745 | Do n''t you see?" |
15745 | Do you dare to insinuate that I am drunk because I have just had ten or a dozen glasses of beer and three glasses of schnapps this morning? |
15745 | Do you mean it?" |
15745 | Do you remember me now? |
15745 | Do you say I must? |
15745 | Do you see it? |
15745 | Do you see the accursed beast? |
15745 | Does n''t everybody at Tubingen know the lamentable history of the quarrel between the Seigneur Kaspar Evig and the young Jew Elias Hirsch? |
15745 | Dröckteufel, what would I not have done for thee? |
15745 | Even if blind, abandoned by his friends, do you think there is nothing to envy in his lot? |
15745 | Fritz, if you were requested to fetch that bone away from him, what would you say?" |
15745 | Gideon, back already?" |
15745 | Had he lost his way? |
15745 | Has anybody hurt you? |
15745 | Have you anything better?" |
15745 | Have you told any one else of this adventure?" |
15745 | He is dead, is he? |
15745 | He laid his hand upon my shoulder, and said--"Dear Christian, will you do me a pleasure?" |
15745 | He trembled with excitement, scarcely yet subdued, and presently he went on--"What is your opinion, sir?" |
15745 | How are you going to catch her, then?" |
15745 | How did the Baron de Zimmer happen to be in that lonely wilderness at such a time? |
15745 | How do you do, Monsieur Hâas?" |
15745 | How does that affect his being the grandfather of me-- of a man with finely- formed features and an agreeable mouth?" |
15745 | How had she found her way into this high tower crowning the dangerous precipices? |
15745 | How had that man, whom I had seen the night before feeble and exhausted, been able to rise, walk, lift up and close down that heavy window? |
15745 | How had the Black Pest got here? |
15745 | How on earth had this personage walked out of his grave? |
15745 | How should I in this dark night?" |
15745 | How soon are we to start?" |
15745 | I could not help it, the arm- chair was so soft and the room was so warm, who could have helped it? |
15745 | I cried,''My lord, what is the matter?'' |
15745 | I had gone out for a minute-- when I came in again--''''And Doctor Fritz, where is he?'' |
15745 | I have always said so, and now would you like to have a proof?" |
15745 | I opened my eyes, and what do you think I saw? |
15745 | I stopped short: was it Sperver''s? |
15745 | I suppose you can not prevent the return of the complaint; do you think, Fritz, he will die of it?" |
15745 | I thought;"what is the meaning of all these precautions?" |
15745 | I was surprised, and said,"Monsieur Knapwurst, do you know Latin?" |
15745 | I went on warming myself, and I thought,''Wo n''t he soon go to bed now?'' |
15745 | If that window opened wide, and a_ reiter_ was to hold out his hand at the end of his long arm to you, what would you say to him?" |
15745 | If you did not, who would?" |
15745 | In a minute or two the count, who kept his watchful eyes upon her, went on--"Odile, you refuse to make your father a happy man? |
15745 | Is anything grander than duty nobly accomplished? |
15745 | Is it any of the boys in the village?--Kasper, Wilhelm, Heinrich? |
15745 | Is it coming to an end yet?" |
15745 | Is it not Odile?" |
15745 | Is it not awful? |
15745 | Is it not fair and natural? |
15745 | Is it paralysis?" |
15745 | Is my onagra an ass?" |
15745 | Is n''t it your opinion too, Fritz?" |
15745 | Is not a tavern scene as good as one in the forum?" |
15745 | Is not every one, more or less, subject to superstitious fears? |
15745 | Is not that Maître Bernard, of Saverne? |
15745 | Is not your course plain now? |
15745 | Is there a knife here to put an end to me? |
15745 | Lieverlé, what is the matter? |
15745 | Look well, Fritz; do you recognise her? |
15745 | Monseigneur had his second attack yesterday; it was an awful attack, was it not, Monsieur Offenloch?" |
15745 | Nor after?" |
15745 | Not even on her way? |
15745 | Now, candidly, Theodore, do n''t all those tourists remind you of husbands leaving their fair sweet lawful wives to run after ugly coquettes?" |
15745 | Now, sir, are you satisfied?" |
15745 | O grave, where is thy victory?" |
15745 | Of course you stayed to finish the chapter?" |
15745 | Oh, Providence of God, is a man''s duty best done, are his responsibilities best discharged, at the top or at the bottom of the scale of human life?" |
15745 | Oh, what does it all mean?" |
15745 | She set her lamp upon the chimney- piece, and looking at me fixedly, said--''Was it you who put the doctor into that tower?'' |
15745 | Sometimes, when the count sees me mounted upon my ladder, he says,''What are you doing now, Knapwurst?'' |
15745 | Sperver had passed his arm round the dog''s neck, and, turning to me, said--"Fritz, what man could love me as this dog does? |
15745 | Sperver, passing the back of his hand across his eyes, went on--"You know Nideck?" |
15745 | Strange, is it not, how the Spirit of Avarice, hitherto quite a stranger to me, came to make my acquaintance? |
15745 | Suddenly the young man exclaimed--"Who goes there?" |
15745 | The bear- leader smiled at the butcher, and asked--"Well, what''s your opinion? |
15745 | The poor faithful fellow was in the utmost distress; he reproached himself with his involuntary cry--"Count of Nideck-- what are you doing?" |
15745 | The poor man thought he was going down into a gulf, when, happily, Christian reappeared, crying--"Well, Maître Bernard, what did I say? |
15745 | The witch_ will_ be sold, eh?" |
15745 | Then she would weep with her head bowed down, and Fritz, seeing her in tears, would cry too, asking--"Why do you cry, Myrtle? |
15745 | Then, holding out her snuff- box to me--"Do you take snuff?" |
15745 | This time his grotesque figure appeared abruptly, and he cried to me from the door in a fury--"Who are you?" |
15745 | This time she appeared, crying out--''Is my father dead?'' |
15745 | Was it not I who taught you to set a trap, to lay wait for the foxes along the skirts of the woods, to start the dogs after the wild birds? |
15745 | Was n''t I born a heathen, quite a heathen? |
15745 | Was that a tree I knocked against? |
15745 | Well, what has happened? |
15745 | Were not those heroic feats of arms? |
15745 | Were_ you_ ringing? |
15745 | What about our breakfast?" |
15745 | What are you but ornamental portions of his feasts and banquets, just to fill up a weary interval? |
15745 | What are you so astonished at?" |
15745 | What business has he with me?" |
15745 | What can be clearer?" |
15745 | What can science do in presence of the great mortal strife between Death and Life? |
15745 | What could I say? |
15745 | What could he mean?" |
15745 | What did I say? |
15745 | What did he want here? |
15745 | What did the Romans do to get rid of their criminals, polluted with every crime? |
15745 | What do you want?" |
15745 | What is chance? |
15745 | What is it?" |
15745 | What is the use of my being present if I do n''t prescribe?" |
15745 | What more shall I tell you, my dear friends? |
15745 | What need has he to envy you the incense of pride and vanity-- he who possesses the only solid good this world has to offer?" |
15745 | What organs could transmit, and where could it find, such a sensation of universal life? |
15745 | What right have you to meddle with our affairs? |
15745 | What right have you to pursue her?" |
15745 | What was I to do? |
15745 | What was she about to do? |
15745 | What was the meaning of that signal by night? |
15745 | What would have become of us in this emergency had we not a roof over our heads? |
15745 | When you left the mountain for the castle was it not on account of the death of Gertrude, your good, excellent wife?" |
15745 | Where are there nobler forests, older fir and beech trees, more lovely smiling valleys, wilder rocks? |
15745 | Where are those cries coming from?" |
15745 | Where is the country with richer possessions in memorable story? |
15745 | Where was I to go to?--right, or left, or straight on? |
15745 | Where was the connection between the waters of the Ganges, Circe''s salt- cakes, and the scapegoat with the crimes to be expiated? |
15745 | Where would be all those grand claims to historic fame without these parchments? |
15745 | Where would be the glory of the Hohenstauffens, the Leiningens, the Nidecks, and of so many other families of renown? |
15745 | Where would now the money be, supposing you had sent me anything? |
15745 | Whilst the good man was observing these objects, the woodman, coming out from the mill, saw him, and cried--"Halloo!--who is that?" |
15745 | Who can tell that?" |
15745 | Who can tell?" |
15745 | Who had shown it to the old woman? |
15745 | Who would have supposed that such a hole would have led up into the castle? |
15745 | Who would have thought that a storm on the lake would have caused all this mist? |
15745 | Who would not be proud to win my daughter''s hand? |
15745 | Will you be that friend?" |
15745 | Would it not be better to be a woodcutter''s son and live quietly upon the wages of your day''s work? |
15745 | You are a doctor; tell me, did you ever know anything so dreadful?" |
15745 | You know Nideck, the finest baronial castle in the country, a grand monument of the glory of our forefathers?" |
15745 | You know that madness shows itself in either nine hours, nine days, or nine weeks?" |
15745 | You thought so too, did you not?'' |
15745 | You understand?" |
15745 | You would not be so ungrateful, would you? |
15745 | afraid of the onagra? |
15745 | and are n''t we fonder of each other now than ever?" |
15745 | any more dogs coming to fight my desert- born, desert- bred onagra? |
15745 | are you all afraid? |
15745 | but is that saying much in its favour?" |
15745 | cried the huntsman, opening his mouth from ear to ear,"you are surely not afraid, Fritz? |
15745 | cried the lad,"what gang do you go with?" |
15745 | do n''t you remember Gideon Sperver, the Schwartzwald huntsman? |
15745 | have you forgotten everything?" |
15745 | he cried, closing our way with his stick right across the passage;"where are you off to in such a hurry? |
15745 | he cried,"was it to end thus? |
15745 | he cried,"where are you going in such a hurry?" |
15745 | is not mademoiselle going to sit up?'' |
15745 | is she ill?" |
15745 | is that what you enjoy?'' |
15745 | l''honorable compagnie!_"he cried as he entered;"what are you doing here?" |
15745 | madam, who could possibly attach any reality to the action of a somnambulist?" |
15745 | not even one little glass?" |
15745 | or Kasper Trumpfs? |
15745 | or that his destiny is not infinitely happier than our own? |
15745 | or whose? |
15745 | said the woodman, making the sign of the cross as a new flash lighted up the valley;"what does that prove? |
15745 | she stammered;"upon your honour, do you declare this? |
15745 | was not that a courage worthy to be chronicled to all posterity? |
15745 | what are you doing?" |
15745 | what can they want at this time of the night?" |
15745 | what do you mean?" |
15745 | what have you done? |
15745 | what have you found now?" |
15745 | what is that for?" |
15745 | what is the matter with you?" |
15745 | what matters the future? |
15745 | what possesses you? |
15745 | whence these tears?'' |
15745 | where are you now? |
15745 | where are you, you idle child?" |
15745 | which breakfast do you mean?" |
15745 | why did you behave so?" |
15745 | why do my knees bend under me? |