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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10220 | And Daddy''s going to take us skating; are n''t you? |
10220 | And he told us about it once, too; did n''t he, Mab? |
10220 | And then will you tell us? |
10220 | And what will we do after that? |
10220 | Are n''t we, Hal? |
10220 | Are you going to where we are going, I wonder? |
10220 | Are you hurt? |
10220 | But how could it be? |
10220 | But if we bait our hooks, and leave them in the water, wo n''t the fish run away with our lines if we are not here to watch them? |
10220 | But s''pose we fall? |
10220 | But what about our secret? |
10220 | But why did n''t the water spurt out when I came down cellar earlier this morning? |
10220 | But will it get cold enough so you can tell us the secret? |
10220 | Daddy, where is the bottle? |
10220 | Daddy,asked Hal,"what makes you warm when you run fast, or skate?" |
10220 | Do you like your skates, children? |
10220 | Fishing through the ice? |
10220 | How are you going to tell? |
10220 | How can we do that? 10220 How could it?" |
10220 | How thick must it be to hold us up? |
10220 | How would you like to go fishing through the ice? |
10220 | I wonder if that could be Roly? |
10220 | Is it cold enough for you to tell us about it? |
10220 | Is it cold enough? |
10220 | Is it raining? |
10220 | Is mine? |
10220 | Is my nose red? |
10220 | Is my nose red? |
10220 | Is our blood like steam? |
10220 | Is that why you are bringing in the plants, mamma? |
10220 | It is just like a fairy story; is n''t it? |
10220 | May we get it? |
10220 | Not hurt a bit; are you? |
10220 | Oh, Daddy, and will you take us fishing? |
10220 | Oh, I just wonder what it is? |
10220 | Oh, but are n''t we going to eat the lunch we brought, before we go home? |
10220 | Oh, but when are we going skating? |
10220 | Oh, do we have to wait until morning? |
10220 | Oh, do we? |
10220 | Oh, does ice ever get as thick as that? |
10220 | Well, are you all ready? |
10220 | Well, do you like my little surprise? |
10220 | What are the wires for? |
10220 | What difference does that make? |
10220 | What do you do after you mark off the ice into squares? |
10220 | What has happened? |
10220 | What have you there? |
10220 | What is an air hole in the ice, Daddy? |
10220 | What is that for? |
10220 | What is that? |
10220 | What made it do that, Daddy? |
10220 | What made it sink down? |
10220 | What makes it go down? |
10220 | What makes us get warm when we run? |
10220 | When are we coming skating again? |
10220 | When may we go? |
10220 | Why ca n''t I go on the ice? |
10220 | Why does n''t the ice melt when the hot summer comes? |
10220 | Why, can anybody make ice by machinery? |
10220 | Wo n''t all the boys and girls be surprised when they see our dog back again? |
10220 | You want to know what makes it go down? 10220 A few days after that Daddy Blake asked the children:How would you like to go on a winter picnic?" |
10220 | And I guess mamma put up lunch enough for all of us; did n''t you?" |
10220 | Are n''t the fish frozen in the winter?" |
10220 | CHAPTER XI A COLD HOUSE"Will you please show these children how you cut ice, and store it away, so you can sell it when the hot summer days come?" |
10220 | CHAPTER XII A GREAT SURPRISE"How do you get the ice out of this big house when you want it in the summer time?" |
10220 | Ca n''t we save Roly, Daddy?" |
10220 | Daddy will take us coasting; wo n''t you?" |
10220 | Do n''t you? |
10220 | Does n''t he, Mab?" |
10220 | Does your father know what makes a steam engine go?" |
10220 | Is Roly- Poly?" |
10220 | Ought n''t I give her a head- start, Daddy?" |
10220 | What are they doing?" |
10220 | barked the little poodle dog, and I suppose he was saying:"Oh, ca n''t I have it a little while?" |
10220 | she exclaimed, skating back to her brother,"It is n''t a fair race when some one falls; is it Daddy?" |
9077 | ( me? |
9077 | ( stie? |
9077 | ( trary matters? |
9077 | ( words? |
9077 | (_ land_,_ Ambass._ Our ambassie that we haue brought from_ Eng-_ Where be these Princes that should heare vs speake? |
9077 | And shall I couple hell; remember thee? |
9077 | And will he not come againe? |
9077 | But for this, the ioyfull hope of this, Whol''d beare the scornes and flattery of the world, Scorned by the right rich, the rich curssed of the poore? |
9077 | Come, be these Players ready? |
9077 | Doe you not come your tardy sonne to chide, That I thus long haue let reuenge slippe by? |
9077 | Hold you the watch to night? |
9077 | How i''st with you mother? |
9077 | How now H_oratio_, you tremble and looke pale, Is not this something more than fantasie? |
9077 | How now, what noyse is that? |
9077 | I do not set my life at a pinnes fee, And for my soule, what can it do to that? |
9077 | I prethee tell me_ Horatio_, Is parchment made of sheep- skinnes? |
9077 | I''st possible a yong maides life, Should be as mortall as an olde mans sawe? |
9077 | I, or what might you thinke when I sawe this? |
9077 | Ile doot: Com''st thou here to whine? |
9077 | Lookes it not like the king? |
9077 | My Lord, what doe you thinke of me? |
9077 | Now my friend, whose graue is this? |
9077 | O earth, what else? |
9077 | Say, is_ Horatio_ there? |
9077 | Say, speake, wherefore, what may this meane? |
9077 | Stand: who is that? |
9077 | There''s another, why may not that be such a ones Scull, that praised my Lord such a ones horse, When he meant to beg him? |
9077 | Well, I am sory That I was so rash: but what remedy? |
9077 | What Diuell thus hath cosoned you at hob- man blinde? |
9077 | What chance is this? |
9077 | What did you enact there? |
9077 | What gaine should I receiue by flattering thee, That nothing hath but thy good minde? |
9077 | What i''st my Lord? |
9077 | What thinke you on''t? |
9077 | What tongue should tell the story of our deaths, If not from thee? |
9077 | Why mai''t not be the soull of some Lawyer? |
9077 | Why should the poore be flattered? |
9077 | Why sir? |
9077 | Why these Players here draw water from eyes: For Hecuba, why what is Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba? |
9077 | You said you had a sute what i''st_ Leartes_? |
9077 | Zownds do you thinke I am easier to be pla''yd On, then a pipe? |
9077 | [ E1v] Go to a Nunnery goe, why shouldst thou Be a breeder of sinners? |
9077 | [ E3]_ Ham._ Players, what Players be they? |
9077 | [ F1] What would he do and if he had my losse? |
9077 | [ I4] enter Fortenbrasse with his traine.__ Fort._ Where is this bloudy fight? |
9077 | _ A noyse within.__ enter Leartes.__ Lear._ Stay there vntill I come, O thou vilde king, give me my father: Speake, say, where''s my father? |
9077 | _ Clowne_ If I should say, I should, I should lie in my throat_ Ham._ What man must be buried here? |
9077 | _ Clowne_ Prety agen, the gallowes doth well, mary howe dooes it well? |
9077 | _ Clowne_ This, a plague on him, a madde rogues it was, He powred once a whole flagon of Rhenish of my head, Why do not you know him? |
9077 | _ Cor._ Farewel, how now_ Ofelia_, what''s the news with you? |
9077 | _ Cor._ Haue I my Lord? |
9077 | _ Cor._ How? |
9077 | _ Cor._ Madde for thy loue, What haue you giuen him any crosse wordes of late? |
9077 | _ Cor._ What doe you reade my Lord? |
9077 | _ Cor._ What followes then my Lord? |
9077 | _ Cor._ What i''st_ Ofelia_ he hath saide to you? |
9077 | _ Cor._ What''s the matter my Lord? |
9077 | _ Cor._ Why what a treasure had he my lord? |
9077 | _ Cor._ Why what''s the matter my_ Ofelia_? |
9077 | _ Enter Corambis.__ Cor._ Yet here_ Leartes_? |
9077 | _ Enter Hamlet.__ Cor._ Madame, will it please your grace To leaue vs here? |
9077 | _ Enter King and Queene, Leartes, and other lordes, with a Priest after the coffin.__ Ham._ What funerall''s this that all the Court laments? |
9077 | _ Enter King, Queene, Corambis, and other Lords._( a play? |
9077 | _ Enter Ofelia as before.__ Lear._ Who''s this,_ Ofelia?_ O my deere sister! |
9077 | _ Enter Rossencraft and Gilderstone.__ Ross._ Now my lord, how i''st with you? |
9077 | _ Enter the Ambassadors.__ King_ Now_ Voltemar_, what from our brother_ Norway_? |
9077 | _ Exeunt King and Lordes.__ Ham._ What, frighted with false fires? |
9077 | _ Exeunt all but Hamlet.__ Ham._ Why what a dunghill idiote slaue am I? |
9077 | _ Exit Hamlet with the dead body.__ Enter the King and Lordes.__ King_ Now Gertred, what sayes our sonne, how doe you finde him? |
9077 | _ Gil._ What say you? |
9077 | _ Ham._ And could''st not thou for a neede study me Some dozen or sixteene lines, Which I would set downe and insert? |
9077 | _ Ham._ And doe you heare? |
9077 | _ Ham._ And smelt thus? |
9077 | _ Ham._ And why a tanner? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Are you faire? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Are you honest? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Armed say ye? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Betweene who? |
9077 | _ Ham._ But who must lie in it? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Did you not speake to it? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Do you see yonder clowd in the shape of a camell? |
9077 | _ Ham._ From top to toe? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Hath this fellow any feeling of himselfe, That is thus merry in making of a graue? |
9077 | _ Ham._ How comes it that they trauell? |
9077 | _ Ham._ How i''st with you Lady? |
9077 | _ Ham._ How look''t he, frowningly? |
9077 | _ Ham._ How say you then? |
9077 | _ Ham._ How then? |
9077 | _ Ham._ I am very glad to see you, good euen sirs; But what is your affaire in_ Elsenoure_? |
9077 | _ Ham._ I mary, how came he madde? |
9077 | _ Ham._ I pray will you play vpon this pipe? |
9077 | _ Ham._ I thanke you, but is this visitation free of Your selues, or were you not sent for? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Is''t a prologue, or a poesie for a ring? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Mother, mother, O are you here? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Nay doe you heare? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Nay why should I flatter thee? |
9077 | _ Ham._ No by my faith mother, heere''s a mettle more at- Lady will you giue me leaue, and so forth:( tractiue: To lay my head in your lappe? |
9077 | _ Ham._ No offence in the world, poyson in iest, poison in[ F4]_ King_ What do you call the name of the play? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Nor doe you nothing see? |
9077 | _ Ham._ O farre better man, vse euery man after his deserts, Then who should scape whipping? |
9077 | _ Ham._ O my good friend, I change that name with you: but what make you from_ Wittenberg_ H_oratio_? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Pale, or red? |
9077 | _ Ham._ T''is well, I thanke you: follow that lord: And doe you heare sirs? |
9077 | _ Ham._ The ayre bites shrewd; it is an eager and An nipping winde, what houre i''st? |
9077 | _ Ham._ The poysned Instrument within my hand? |
9077 | _ Ham._ The worde had beene more cosin german to the phrase, if he could haue carried the canon by his side, And howe''s the wager? |
9077 | _ Ham._ To be, or not to be, I there''s the point, To Die, to sleepe, is that all? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Two months, nay then let the diuell weare blacke, For i''le haue a sute of Sables: Iesus, two months dead, And not forgotten yet? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Very well, if the King dare venture his wager, I dare venture my skull: when must this be? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Vpon my loue I charge thee let it goe, O fie_ Horatio_, and if thou shouldst die, What a scandale wouldst thou leaue behinde? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Vpon what ground? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Was this? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Well said old Mole, can''st worke in the earth? |
9077 | _ Ham._ What is the reason sir that you wrong mee thus? |
9077 | _ Ham._ What woman? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Wher''s thy father? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Where is he now? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Where was this? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Who I, your onlie jig- maker, why what shoulde a man do but be merry? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Whose scull was this? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Why did you laugh then, When I said, Man did not content mee? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Why doe you nothing heare? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Why not there? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Why then saw you not his face? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Why what should be the feare? |
9077 | _ Ham._ Yea very like, very like, staid it long? |
9077 | _ Hor._ Haue after; to what issue will this sort? |
9077 | _ Hor._ Indeed I heard it not, what doth this mean my lord? |
9077 | _ Hor._ Is it a custome here? |
9077 | _ Hor._ My Lord, I thinke I saw him yesternight,_ Ham._ Saw, who? |
9077 | _ Hor._ What art thou that thus vsurps the state, in Which the Maiestie of buried_ Denmarke_ did sometimes Walke? |
9077 | _ Hor._ What news my lord? |
9077 | _ Hor._ Where my Lord? |
9077 | _ Horatio_, I prethee tell me one thing, doost thou thinke that_ Alexander_ looked thus? |
9077 | _ King._ And now princely Sonne_ Hamlet_,_ Exit._ What meanes these sad and melancholy moodes? |
9077 | _ King._ Wee doubt nothing, hartily farewel: And now_ Leartes_; what''s the news with you? |
9077 | _ King_ But sonne_ Hamlet_, where is this body? |
9077 | _ King_ Haue you heard the argument, is there no offence in it? |
9077 | _ King_ Haue you your fathers leaue,_ Leartes_? |
9077 | _ King_ It likes vs well, Gerterd, what say you? |
9077 | _ King_ Now sonne Hamlet, where is this dead body? |
9077 | _ King_ Thinke you t''is so? |
9077 | _ King_ What i''st_ Corambis_? |
9077 | _ King_ What of this? |
9077 | _ Lea._ And how for this? |
9077 | _ Lear._ What ceremony else? |
9077 | _ Lear._ Who hath murdred him? |
9077 | _ Lords_ How ist my Lord_ Leartes_? |
9077 | _ Mar._ And leegemen to the Dane, O farewell honest souldier, who hath releeued you? |
9077 | _ Mar._ How i''st my noble lord? |
9077 | _ Mar._ Is it not like the King? |
9077 | _ Ofel._ Alas, what change is this? |
9077 | _ Ofel._ My Lord, can beauty haue better priuiledge than with honesty? |
9077 | _ Ofel._ What doth this meane my lord? |
9077 | _ Ofel._ What meanes my Lord? |
9077 | _ Ofel._ Will he tell vs what this shew meanes? |
9077 | _ Ofelia_ How should I your true loue know From another man? |
9077 | _ Ofelia_ Well God yeeld you, It grieues me to see how they laid him in the cold ground, I could not chuse but weepe: And will he not come againe? |
9077 | _ Play._ But who O who had seene the mobled Queene? |
9077 | _ Players_ What speech my good lord? |
9077 | _ Queene_ But what became of_ Gilderstone_ and_ Rossencraft_? |
9077 | _ Queene_ Hamlet, what hast thou done? |
9077 | _ Queene_ How i''st with you? |
9077 | _ Queene_ How now boy? |
9077 | _ Queene_ Nay, how i''st with you That thus you bend your eyes on vacancie, And holde discourse with nothing but with ayre? |
9077 | _ Queene_ What wilt thou doe? |
9077 | _ Ros._ How a spunge my Lord? |
9077 | _ Ross._ But my good Lord, shall I intreate thus much? |
9077 | _ The Trumpets sound, Enter Corambis._ Do you see yonder great baby? |
9077 | _ enter the Queene.__ king_ How now Gertred, why looke you heauily? |
9077 | _ exit King._ Now my good Lord, do you know me? |
9077 | _ exit Lady__ Ham._ Madam, how do you like this play? |
9077 | _ exit._[E2]_ Ofe._ Great God of heauen, what a quicke change is this? |
9077 | _ exit.__ Enter Ghost and Hamlet.__ Ham._ Ile go no farther, whither wilt thou leade me? |
9077 | _ exit.__ Enter the King, Queene, and Lordes.__ King_ Lordes, can you by no meanes finde The cause of our sonne Hamlets lunacie? |
9077 | _ exit.__ Ham._ Come hither maisters, can you not play the mur- der of_ Gonsago_? |
9077 | _ exit.__ King_ Loue? |
9077 | _ king_ How i''st with you sweete_ Ofelia_? |
9077 | haue you eyes and can you looke on him That slew my father, and your deere husband, To liue in the incestuous pleasure of his bed? |
9077 | how many Princes Hast thou at one draft bloudily shot to death? |
9077 | how now_ Ofelia_? |
9077 | how should wee trie this same? |
9077 | is it possible? |
9077 | say you so? |
9077 | say, what ceremony else? |
9077 | what a treasure hadst thou? |
9077 | wherefore? |
9077 | why that same boxe there will scarce Holde the conueiance of his land, and must The honor lie there? |
9077 | would hart of man Once thinke it? |
14859 | A REAL store? |
14859 | A green bug; eh? |
14859 | A new game? 14859 Ah, so you have brought the flail?" |
14859 | Am I doing it right? |
14859 | And do we eat them? |
14859 | And do you only plant one chunk? |
14859 | And how did you like being taken to the garden, instead of after flowers or to the woods? |
14859 | And how do they cook''em? |
14859 | And may we help? |
14859 | And my corn? |
14859 | And sell things for REAL money? |
14859 | And then will we know who gets the prize? |
14859 | And what about my corn? |
14859 | And what am I going to plant? |
14859 | And what is a mole trap? |
14859 | And what will we sell? |
14859 | And who will we sell the things to? |
14859 | And why ca n''t we plant''em anywhere? |
14859 | And will it really pop? |
14859 | Are n''t they, Daddy? |
14859 | Are n''t you going to work in your gardens a little while? |
14859 | Are there bugs on them? |
14859 | Are there tomatoes in the air? |
14859 | Are they nice and fresh, children? |
14859 | Are we going to have another store and sell them? |
14859 | Are you going to bring Roly- Poly back to me to keep? |
14859 | Are you going to build a bridge, Daddy? |
14859 | Are you going to poison bugs too? |
14859 | Are you really going to make a cucumber grow in a bottle? |
14859 | Are you sure? |
14859 | Are you sure? |
14859 | But if you poison the beans wo n''t they poison us when we eat them? |
14859 | But what are we going to sell? |
14859 | But why do n''t you plant the tomato seeds right in the garden? |
14859 | But will people give us real money for our garden truck? |
14859 | But wo n''t he spoil the garden? |
14859 | Ca n''t she come with me after Roly- Poly, Mother? |
14859 | Ca n''t we help too? |
14859 | Ca n''t we make him stop, Daddy? |
14859 | Can you keep tomatoes all Winter? |
14859 | Caught how? |
14859 | Could I make a scare- crow for my beans, Daddy? |
14859 | Could I over one of my beans? |
14859 | Could you plant anything in them? |
14859 | Daddy, but what is a flail? |
14859 | Dat no snake? |
14859 | Did Daddy come home with you? |
14859 | Did Hal or did I? |
14859 | Did I hurt Roly when I stepped on him? |
14859 | Did Roly- Poly come home and scratch in your garden? |
14859 | Did a mole spoil them, Daddy? |
14859 | Did he come home early? |
14859 | Did n''t Daddy Blake tell you that the ground must be plowed or chopped up, and then finely pulverized or smoothed, so the seeds would grow better? |
14859 | Did n''t we have fun, Hal, when Daddy took us hunting flowers? |
14859 | Did the cows hurt the egg plants? |
14859 | Did you come over to see how my garden is growing? |
14859 | Did you do it? |
14859 | Did you grow them in a little box down at your office, Daddy, as we did the tomatoes here? |
14859 | Did you upside down my beans, Daddy Blake? |
14859 | Do Mothers? |
14859 | Do plants eat? |
14859 | Do seeds have hearts? |
14859 | Do the worms and bugs and weeds fight the things in the garden? |
14859 | Do they die, too, like the potato vines? |
14859 | Do they hoe on big farms? |
14859 | Do they taste like eggs just like oyster plant tastes like stewed oysters? |
14859 | Do you play sides? |
14859 | Do you think I''ll win the prize? |
14859 | Does a towel soak up water? |
14859 | Does corn only grow on a hill? |
14859 | Does it go around with wheels? |
14859 | Else how could they see to get out of their brown skin- jackets when they want to go swimming in the kettle of hot water? |
14859 | Has anything happened? |
14859 | Has anything happened? |
14859 | Has our little poodle dog been scratching up your plants? |
14859 | Have you got your garden started yet? |
14859 | Hear him howl? |
14859 | How am I going to harvest my beans? |
14859 | How are we going to keep the crows away? |
14859 | How are we going to make our garden? |
14859 | How are you going to do it? |
14859 | How could a green garden burn? |
14859 | How do I plant my corn? |
14859 | How do you start to make a garden? |
14859 | How long before my beans will grow? |
14859 | How many can play it? |
14859 | How much are your tomatoes? |
14859 | How''s your poodle dog? |
14859 | How? |
14859 | I wonder how it happened? |
14859 | I wonder if he could have run out in the storm? |
14859 | I wonder if they''ll win that ten dollar gold piece prize, Hal? |
14859 | I wonder what he means? |
14859 | I wonder what he will do? |
14859 | I wonder what we''ll see when Daddy takes us to the farm? |
14859 | I wonder where he was? |
14859 | In fly paper? |
14859 | In the trap? |
14859 | Is a mole a worm? |
14859 | Is he all right now? |
14859 | Is he hurt? |
14859 | Is he? |
14859 | Is it all gone, Daddy? |
14859 | Is it some kind of a puzzle? |
14859 | Is my corn all eaten up? |
14859 | Is that the only way to drive away the potato bugs? |
14859 | Is that what the farmers do? |
14859 | Is the house on fire? |
14859 | Is the whole garden spoiled? |
14859 | It was fun, was n''t it? |
14859 | Make a cucumber grow in a bottle? |
14859 | Make celery grow white? |
14859 | May I stir it myself, and put the dough in the pans? 14859 No, I am going to make my celery grow white?" |
14859 | Now who won the prize? |
14859 | Oh, I wonder if he brought anything? |
14859 | Oh, I wonder if we''ll sell anything? |
14859 | Oh, Roly- Poly, where have you been? |
14859 | Oh, are YOU going to play it, too? |
14859 | Oh, have I got three kinds of corn? |
14859 | Oh, he''s only fooling us; is n''t he Aunt Lolly? |
14859 | Oh, what has happened to him? |
14859 | Oh, what is it? |
14859 | Oh, what is it? |
14859 | Oh, what''s that in our garden? |
14859 | Oh, whatever is the matter with him? |
14859 | Or is it like a potato bug? |
14859 | Put collars on cabbages-- how? |
14859 | See him crawlin''? |
14859 | So he was in your garden; eh? |
14859 | So you think you want to try corn; eh? |
14859 | The potato eyes must see a little, else how could they find their way to grow up out of the dark ground? |
14859 | Was he in the mole trap? |
14859 | Well, how are you all to- day? |
14859 | Well, where are your hoes, toodlekins? |
14859 | What about my prize? |
14859 | What are you doing? |
14859 | What are you doing? |
14859 | What are you going to do now? |
14859 | What are you going to do? |
14859 | What can we do? |
14859 | What comes after Summer? |
14859 | What do people do who have gardens where it does n''t rain as often as it does here, Daddy? |
14859 | What do the weeds do to the beans? |
14859 | What does a farmer do when his whole crop is spoiled by a big storm? |
14859 | What does the name mean? |
14859 | What does thresh mean? |
14859 | What for? |
14859 | What has happened? |
14859 | What have we too much of, Daddy? |
14859 | What have you lost, Mab? |
14859 | What is hail? |
14859 | What is he barking at now? |
14859 | What is it for? |
14859 | What is it? 14859 What is it?" |
14859 | What is it? |
14859 | What is the matter? |
14859 | What is the prize going to be? |
14859 | What made you think of this game for us? |
14859 | What makes it Spring? |
14859 | What makes it? |
14859 | What makes pop- corn? |
14859 | What makes seeds grow? |
14859 | What makes the seeds grow and green leaves come out? |
14859 | What makes them call''em egg plants? |
14859 | What other kind of corn, Daddy? |
14859 | What shall we do with it? |
14859 | What trap? |
14859 | What will bring it to life and make it wake up? |
14859 | What you doin''Uncle Pennywait? |
14859 | What''s Paris Green? |
14859 | What''s he doing? |
14859 | What''s that? |
14859 | What''s the matter? 14859 What''s the matter?" |
14859 | What''s the matter? |
14859 | What''s the prize for? |
14859 | What-- Cows or_ egg_ plant? |
14859 | What? 14859 What?" |
14859 | When are we going to beat out my beans? |
14859 | When can I plant my beans? |
14859 | When will we have anything to eat from our garden? |
14859 | When''s Daddy coming home, Mother? |
14859 | Where did you get the cabbage plants? |
14859 | Where is Hal? |
14859 | Where is he going? |
14859 | Where is he, Sammie? |
14859 | Where will we keep the store? |
14859 | Where you going, Hal? |
14859 | Where you going? |
14859 | Where''s Hal? |
14859 | Where''s the snake, Sammie? 14859 Where?" |
14859 | Where? |
14859 | Where? |
14859 | Which one starts? |
14859 | Who did it? |
14859 | Who would win it? |
14859 | Who? |
14859 | Whose cows were they? |
14859 | Why ca n''t we do that? |
14859 | Why ca n''t we raise wheat? |
14859 | Why do n''t you get Roly- Poly and play with him? |
14859 | Why do n''t you play doll and doctor? |
14859 | Why do n''t you play some games? |
14859 | Why do we want to save it? |
14859 | Why does n''t he come? |
14859 | Why not? |
14859 | Why? |
14859 | Will my beans be spoiled, Daddy? |
14859 | Will my corn grow upside down like Mab''s beans? |
14859 | Will we have to throw them away? |
14859 | Will you get the tomatoes, Daddy? |
14859 | Will you take us to a farm some day? |
14859 | You mean good for fishing? |
14859 | You never want to do anything I want to play? |
14859 | And what comes after Autumn or Fall?" |
14859 | Are you hurt?" |
14859 | But we got you out; did n''t we Roly- Poly?" |
14859 | But why is it so warm; do you know?" |
14859 | Ca n''t Mab come out and hold an umbrella, too? |
14859 | Ca n''t you both play something here until Daddy comes home? |
14859 | Did he scare you very much, Sammie?" |
14859 | Did you bring us anything, Daddy?" |
14859 | Do n''t you remember how we went fishing with Daddy, Mab?" |
14859 | Has Hal been shooting his pop gun at them?" |
14859 | How would you like to help me bake a cake, Mab?" |
14859 | I wonder if Daddy is going to whip Roly- Poly for getting in the mole trap?" |
14859 | I wonder if you can tell me the others?" |
14859 | If you keep the light from anything green will it turn white, Daddy?" |
14859 | Is little Sammie hurt in our garden?" |
14859 | Is there anything else that can happen to things in a garden, Daddy?" |
14859 | May we play it now?" |
14859 | Now, Mother, what will you grow in the garden?" |
14859 | Oh, do n''t tell me the garden is on fire?" |
14859 | Porter?" |
14859 | So you think it is warm to- day because it is Spring; do you, Hal?" |
14859 | So your boy and girl are going to have gardens; are they?" |
14859 | There''s a lot to know about a garden; is n''t there?" |
14859 | What are you trying to do?" |
14859 | What can we do, Mother?" |
14859 | What comes next?" |
14859 | What in the world are doing?" |
14859 | What is it; a message-- a telegram?" |
14859 | What will you choose, Hal?" |
14859 | What''s the matter?" |
14859 | What''s the matter?" |
14859 | Where IS that little tyke?" |
14859 | Who can be calling this time of night?" |
14859 | Why do n''t you play bean- bag?" |
14859 | Why do they, Mother?" |
14859 | Will they straighten up again?" |
14859 | You want come my''mato store?" |
14859 | asked Hal in delight"Wo n''t that be fun, Mab?" |
14859 | asked Hal,"Ca n''t we eat it?" |
14859 | cried Hal and Mab, while the little girl, as she took hold of her uncle''s hand, asked:"Is there really an egg plant? |
14859 | cried Hal"I wonder if I could grow an ear of corn in a bottle?" |
14859 | cried Mab, running out to him,"What are you doing with those tomatoes?" |
48363 | ''The three men''were the three Rutherford lads-- aren''t they tall creatures? |
48363 | Age and muscle, or beauty and babyhood? |
48363 | Ah, Roberta dear, how are you to- day? |
48363 | Already? |
48363 | And earn but six dollars a week, out of which you would have to pay your board? 48363 And if I am, what then?" |
48363 | And if I do n''t do this? |
48363 | And in the meantime? |
48363 | And is n''t it great that your father has no more heart attacks? |
48363 | And little Polly Flinders? |
48363 | And so Sylvester is in danger? |
48363 | And throw up the invention? |
48363 | And what is Oswyth''s opinion? |
48363 | And what kind of stories am I to tell, Frances? 48363 And would you have defrauded me?" |
48363 | And you do n''t think that disgraceful, as you are situated? |
48363 | Anything wrong? |
48363 | Are n''t we perfect geese about our little grey house? 48363 Are n''t you forgetting that there are more necessary things than chair- covers?" |
48363 | Are n''t you forgetting the state of your finances, and that you ca n''t afford the least extravagance? 48363 Are they spoiled?" |
48363 | Boys, wo n''t you stand by me? |
48363 | Bread? 48363 But I''m ravenous, dear folkses-- can''t you feed a poor wanderer, while she tells her story?" |
48363 | But if I am a help to you, I wonder if I can get you to do something for me? |
48363 | Can you hold him, Rob? 48363 Can you really paint, Bart? |
48363 | Did the bugs and dry- rot attack only our potatoes? |
48363 | Did you ever know anything so splendumphant? |
48363 | Did you have a good time, children? |
48363 | Do I smell coffee? |
48363 | Do I? 48363 Do n''t you remember how you used to amuse all the rest of us children telling stories by the yard? |
48363 | Do n''t you see how I must ache to get back? 48363 Do n''t you think there has to be that difference, Bruce?" |
48363 | Do you expect to be a painter, Bart? |
48363 | Do you feel ill, Sylvester dear? |
48363 | Do you mean to say you are n''t dressed? 48363 Do you not remember that Patergrey said:''It must not be less than fifty thousand dollars to be accepted?'' |
48363 | Do you realize that it is now half past one, and that the Baldwins arrive at four? 48363 Do you remember how, when we reckon our resources, we put down two columns, one certainties, the other possibilities? |
48363 | Do you want me now? |
48363 | Does Bartlemy paint? |
48363 | For pity''s sake, Mary,she cried,"has something else bad happened to you? |
48363 | Goodness, Wythie, what is it now? |
48363 | Had to practise the most fractional fractions ever since I was born-- why should n''t I be? 48363 Help walk northward through the prairie, help find the house, or help cut the grass, Rob?" |
48363 | Honestly? |
48363 | How are you, Grey ladies? |
48363 | How can I ever thank you? |
48363 | How can I help but try it, when it is all done for me? 48363 How can you understand that, Roberta?" |
48363 | How did you get it this time? |
48363 | How much did he offer? 48363 How were you taken?" |
48363 | How''s the poor mite? |
48363 | I think she''s well now-- don''t you, Mardy? 48363 I think you need n''t be alarmed, Roberta-- you said Roberta, did n''t you? |
48363 | I wonder if you would mind-- Aunt Azraella, might I have them? |
48363 | I wonder what would become of poor Elvira if Mrs. Winslow had n''t the little grey house as a safety- valve? |
48363 | If I''m a tonic, Wythie must be cold cream, or something healing, and Prue-- what is Prudy? 48363 If she disapproved of our extravagance in having a kitten, what will she say to a child in the house?" |
48363 | If you could be but one, which would you rather be, poor or genteel, Rob? |
48363 | If you cut a few feet it would be the most that you could do, and what difference would it make out of so much? |
48363 | Is it anything we could help? |
48363 | Is it death, Mardy? |
48363 | Is it so bad? |
48363 | Is it? |
48363 | Is n''t it queer how almost all American little boys are ashamed to do nice things? 48363 Is there any new reason for haste, any fresh pressure?" |
48363 | Is there danger? |
48363 | Is there really coal there? |
48363 | Is this going to be a comic- opera, and are we taking part as stage peasants, or really working? |
48363 | It''s all right now, is n''t it, Patergrey? |
48363 | It''s more than wonderful, Mary,she said,"but who in the world could have foreseen it? |
48363 | It''s signed William Armstrong; is that any of the gentlemen you saw, Rob? |
48363 | Just four couples-- papa, will you dance? |
48363 | Mad? 48363 Meaning me, or the goat?" |
48363 | Mr. Baldwin''s office? |
48363 | My Rob, my dear Rob, my brave, reliable daughter,said Mrs. Grey, fondly,"what can I say to you? |
48363 | My portrait? |
48363 | No, no-- oh, no,cried Wythie, hastily, while Rob said:"Do n''t you see what it is? |
48363 | Not a bad little girl, is she? |
48363 | Not another night, dear little Robin? |
48363 | Not very hard to see through, the Lady Grey, is she? |
48363 | Now, look here, Sylvester Grey, is there any use in my giving you orders, or are you going to do precisely as you please anyway? |
48363 | Oh, Aunt Azraella, what do you think we are going to do? 48363 Oh, Rob, Rob, and if everything goes wrong?" |
48363 | Oh, Rob, dear Rob,cried Prue, hysterically,"you mean well, but how can you be so obstinate? |
48363 | Oh, Rob; how can you? |
48363 | Oh, ca n''t you go on? |
48363 | Oh, how do you feel, Patergrey? |
48363 | Please tell me how to go to Broadway? |
48363 | Poetry reminds me of the story- telling; are you going to keep it up another winter, Rob? 48363 Prue-- what?" |
48363 | Read? |
48363 | Rob, have you good news? |
48363 | Rob, my dear, are you quite crazy? |
48363 | See it over the telephone? |
48363 | Shall I wear my bridle, Mardy? |
48363 | So tired of us? |
48363 | Suppose we take turns in dressing, and Rob and Prue go first? |
48363 | Sylvester Grey, my old college mate? 48363 The machine?" |
48363 | The offer? 48363 Then Roberta is the only one that stands out against good luck?" |
48363 | Then would it disappoint you to lend me rather more than half of your wealth, to launch the bricquette machine? 48363 There are thirty- six yards here, fifty- four inches wide; do you think you need so much? |
48363 | There''s no danger in our being as glad as we please, is there? 48363 This is----?" |
48363 | Very likely,said Rob,"but what are we going to do now, this minute?" |
48363 | Want to try, Wythie, or shall I? |
48363 | Want to? 48363 We do n''t believe that only bad things happen outside of books, do we, Rob?" |
48363 | We''re not afraid, are we, Rob, my son? 48363 Well, what have you to propose to me, Francie, a secretaryship to the President, or to write the best- selling book of the year?" |
48363 | What are you up to, now, Sylvester man? |
48363 | What did papa say, Polly? |
48363 | What do you know about business, child? |
48363 | What do you propose doing, then? |
48363 | What form is it going to take, Rob? |
48363 | What has happened, my dear? |
48363 | What has happened? |
48363 | What in all the wide world have you there, Wythie? |
48363 | What is he? |
48363 | What is it all about, Rob? |
48363 | What is it, dear? 48363 What luck?" |
48363 | What shall I do to earn money? 48363 What shall I do? |
48363 | What shall we do to celebrate? |
48363 | What shall we have for dinner that day? 48363 What were you doing, Prudence?" |
48363 | What will be all right? 48363 What''s in the basket, papa?" |
48363 | What''s that? 48363 What''s the use, Wythie? |
48363 | Where did you get the little angel, Rob? |
48363 | Where does your moral felon hurt you? |
48363 | Where have you been''one morning, oh, so early, my beloved, my beloved?'' |
48363 | Where have you been? 48363 Where in the world should I get one, Wythie?" |
48363 | Where shall we begin? |
48363 | Where were you, Aunt Azraella? 48363 Where? |
48363 | Which is the nicest? |
48363 | Who''s first? |
48363 | Who, may I ask, is the village chestnut? |
48363 | Whose patent are we celebrating, I''d like to know? 48363 Why did n''t you tell us?" |
48363 | Why do n''t we come here oftener? |
48363 | Why do n''t you wish we could afford to hire a man to keep the place decent, like other people, while you''re wishing? |
48363 | Why, no; are we? |
48363 | Why, that''s true, Wythie; they wo n''t have to ask her, will they? |
48363 | Will I? 48363 Will Sylvester join us?" |
48363 | Will it be much, Sylvester? |
48363 | Will it take long to place the bricquette machine when it is done? |
48363 | Will you let me try a portrait of you, or wo n''t you, Prue? |
48363 | Will you, or will you not, listen to reason and be guided by someone with judgment? 48363 Will you, say toward spring?" |
48363 | Wo n''t you come in and rest? |
48363 | Would Mr. Flinders cut it? |
48363 | Would n''t I rather be Roberta Grey, your daughter, than the richest girl in the world with another father? 48363 You do n''t mean to say, Rob,"she exclaimed,"that you let those children swarm all over you? |
48363 | You do n''t object, Lady Grey? |
48363 | You do n''t suppose I''ll yield without striking a blow? |
48363 | You must give it to her yourself; what have I to do with it? |
48363 | You wo n''t write, Mary? |
48363 | Your worthless father is not quite useless, is he? 48363 *****Oh, you''re up, are you, Rob?" |
48363 | An''what''d your folks say?" |
48363 | And do you realize how children love to be with you? |
48363 | And the oldest Rutherford boy-- he looked nearly eighteen-- added:"Are you farming?" |
48363 | And will you do my portrait?" |
48363 | And wo n''t you get your hat and coat and go with me to invite them, Patergrey? |
48363 | And you find out what can be done with the invention, you, a young, inexperienced girl? |
48363 | And, Bart, would you mind very, very much if you were asked most politely to go and fetch Frances?" |
48363 | Any kind that keeps them quiet? |
48363 | Are n''t you forgetting something besides the heat, Mary?" |
48363 | Are your sisters pretty, too?" |
48363 | Baldwin?" |
48363 | Been working hard, thinking hard?" |
48363 | But I said:''O my Sweet, it will give you small feet, And wo n''t you consider the price? |
48363 | CHAPTER TWO ITS NEIGHBORS"Wo n''t you come and see the new Rutherford boys, Mardy? |
48363 | Can it do it, really, Patergrey?" |
48363 | Can you carry them?" |
48363 | Can you do this?" |
48363 | Can you tell me?" |
48363 | Cat days are nicer than dog days, are n''t they, Kiku- san? |
48363 | Dearest children, you are so frightened, are n''t you? |
48363 | Did n''t we look pretty, aunt? |
48363 | Did you say that, Wythie? |
48363 | Did you see what a pleasant one it was?" |
48363 | Do n''t you know it costs something to feed animals? |
48363 | Do you ever wonder if a lifelong affection, of a stronger sort, may grow out of this beautiful triple friendship?" |
48363 | Do you know what it is?" |
48363 | Do you know what that means-- to be a coal of fire?" |
48363 | Do you suppose, can it be, girls-- and boys-- that this is n''t too good to be true?" |
48363 | Do you think I can go home to- morrow?" |
48363 | Do you think he knows your father has gone, this Marston of yours?" |
48363 | Does she shut her eyes?" |
48363 | Flinders?" |
48363 | For long?" |
48363 | From the golden veil in which this enveloped her she spoke:"Wants me for a servant to help Elvira? |
48363 | Go back to Fayre to- night, or will you tell me which hotel to go to-- am I needed here longer?" |
48363 | Have you any special use for the first hundred and twenty- five dollars from your story- telling?" |
48363 | Have you told Mardy?" |
48363 | He was right, but I fear you need it because Sylvester can counsel you no longer-- is this so?" |
48363 | He''s got plenty money an''no one but us, an''if Maimie dies, what''s the use of it all? |
48363 | How could we part with them?" |
48363 | How much did you pay a yard for that material?" |
48363 | I suppose we must n''t try to keep you a moment longer than can be helped, Bobs bahadur?" |
48363 | I wonder how many times a day we do this? |
48363 | I wonder if Mrs. Bonell would mind? |
48363 | If he says take the four thousand, I am satisfied, but if he says not to, do n''t you see how well it will be that I went? |
48363 | If we had anyone else to do it, we would let them, of course, but who is there? |
48363 | Is he likely to go off again?" |
48363 | Is my hair too crazy, and have I grass stains on my nose, Wythie?" |
48363 | Is n''t it perfectly blessed?" |
48363 | Is n''t that a comfort, after so long? |
48363 | Is n''t the trailing arbutus the Mayflower?" |
48363 | Is n''t truth more chestnutty than fiction?" |
48363 | It ca n''t make much difference with the machine, and is n''t it worth three days''delay to relieve Mardy darling''s mind? |
48363 | It is because your name is Grey, is n''t it?" |
48363 | It''s sure and sure that the invention will go, is n''t it? |
48363 | Mad?" |
48363 | May n''t I ask the boys and Frances down to- night to rejoice with us, Mardy? |
48363 | Mrs. Winslow held up her hands in horror, and Mrs. Grey said, reproachfully:"Rob, how can you?" |
48363 | My father-- I am Sylvester Grey''s daughter; do you remember him?" |
48363 | Now, Mary, how can you be so indulgent to these girls? |
48363 | Now, what is there that sort of a young person could do to make her fortune and her family''s?" |
48363 | Oh, Mardy and other girls, do n''t you hope it will be all right?" |
48363 | Oh, for the land sakes, why do we talk about it as though she were a person to be listened to? |
48363 | Oh, why are n''t all relations like you?" |
48363 | Oswyth, will you come?" |
48363 | Over and over, with growing desperation, she said to herself:"I must earn money, I_ must_ earn money, but how?" |
48363 | Ready, Rob?" |
48363 | Rob, my son, can I borrow you after this repast is over? |
48363 | She''s got go and pluck, and did you ever see such a face for crinkling up? |
48363 | Suppose you fail, and we lose not only the offer, but the expenses of your journey and your stay in the city?" |
48363 | That man settled it, did n''t he?" |
48363 | The singing grew louder, clearer, and at last developed into nothing more classic than the darky song,"Wo n''t you come home, Bill Bailey?" |
48363 | There ye''ll take a downtown Broadway car-- see? |
48363 | They ought to be done soon, I should think: how long does it take to put on a mortgage?" |
48363 | Very valuable, is it? |
48363 | Want a cayb, miss?" |
48363 | We are fortunate to get money when we need it so sorely, and we shall pay off that mortgage in a short time; is n''t that true, Rob, my son?" |
48363 | We know what treasures there are in the chests and horse- hair trunks up there, do n''t we, girls?" |
48363 | What I want is to ask you how much that invention is really worth? |
48363 | What am I going to tell them?" |
48363 | What are you going to do with the money, Mary? |
48363 | What did Mardy say?" |
48363 | What do you mean? |
48363 | What do you play all day-- do you play you''re a little turtle and this is your shell?" |
48363 | What has she to do with it, anyway? |
48363 | What on earth could you do with them? |
48363 | What part of Broadway do ye be wantin''?" |
48363 | What was Aunt Azraella going to do with those old curtains? |
48363 | What''s that?" |
48363 | What''s wrong with your tempers? |
48363 | Where are you taking us?" |
48363 | Where''s your mother? |
48363 | Why did n''t you come in? |
48363 | Why did you go for to do it? |
48363 | Why do you say that to me?" |
48363 | Will I not?" |
48363 | Will Mr. Flinders let her go?" |
48363 | Will you come often, and help us have good times?" |
48363 | Will you do that?" |
48363 | Will you help, Wythie and Prue?" |
48363 | Will you see when you go up?" |
48363 | Will you try it, Rob?" |
48363 | Ye do n''t know N''Yawk?" |
48363 | Yes, they asked me-- why?" |
48363 | You accept that offer on the spot,_ on the spot_, do you hear? |
48363 | You ca n''t mean to get your mother to dye them for curtains for your house? |
48363 | You did n''t feel like playing house when I saw you after dinner, did you?" |
48363 | You have come to me because your father told you that if you needed counsel, his old chum would gladly give it you? |
48363 | You speak as though you were alone; are you boys all there are in the family?" |
48363 | You wo n''t mind if you have to stay here alone with Hortense, do you? |
48363 | You, Rob, alone? |
48363 | _ Still_ happy? |
48363 | cried three rapturous girl voices, and Wythie added:"It is n''t her lovely, white little Billee?" |
48363 | demanded Bartlemy, and added, shaking his fist at the goat:"You old sign of the zodiac, I was n''t interfering with you, was I?" |
2175 | ( Again changing his tempo to say to Valentine, who is putting his stick down against the corner of the garden seat) If you''ll allow me, sir? |
2175 | --or our father? |
2175 | A father, too, perhaps, as well as a husband, Mr. Crampton? |
2175 | A little more fish, miss? |
2175 | A potman, eh? |
2175 | After all what, Finch? |
2175 | Am I howled at? |
2175 | Am I inspiring? |
2175 | Am I on time? |
2175 | Am I to infer that you have omitted that indispensable part of your social equipment? |
2175 | Am I to understand that you have engaged yourself to this young gentleman? |
2175 | And a bad father? |
2175 | And now had we not better go and see what Dolly is doing? |
2175 | And now, Mr. Crampton, what can we do for you? |
2175 | And pray why? |
2175 | And so you advise me not to get married, Mr. Crampton? |
2175 | And the other gentleman? |
2175 | And this young gentleman? |
2175 | And what right have you to choose your own father? |
2175 | And you want to be more hardened, do you? |
2175 | Any family? |
2175 | Anything for you, ma''am? |
2175 | Anything more, ma''am? |
2175 | Anything special for you, sir? |
2175 | Anything wrong? |
2175 | Are my children overdressed? |
2175 | Are they expensive? |
2175 | Are those my children? |
2175 | Are we like what you expected? |
2175 | Are you Mr. Clandon? |
2175 | Are you in love with my daughter? |
2175 | Are you joking? |
2175 | Are you quite sure Mrs. Clandon is coming back before lunch? |
2175 | Are you quite sure? |
2175 | Are you ready? |
2175 | Are you resolved to quarrel? |
2175 | Are you serious, Gloria? |
2175 | As well as she does? |
2175 | Been asking a lot of questions? |
2175 | Better, eh? |
2175 | Bread for the lady, sir? |
2175 | But as I say to him, where''s the difference after all? |
2175 | But was it altogether his fault? |
2175 | But what about Dorothee- ee- a? |
2175 | But what did you do that for? |
2175 | But what did you expect, Finch? |
2175 | But where is the counsel''s opinion to come from? |
2175 | But why did I do it? |
2175 | But why did you do such a thing, Dolly? |
2175 | But why? |
2175 | But you surely do not believe that these affairs-- mere jokes of the children''s-- were serious, Mr. Valentine? |
2175 | But-- and now will you excuse my frankness? |
2175 | But-- but-- oh, do n''t you see what you have set to work in my imagination? |
2175 | C a n you dance? |
2175 | Ca n''t you earn one? |
2175 | Ca n''t you guess? |
2175 | Ca n''t you remember someone whom you loved, or( shyly) at least liked in a childish way? |
2175 | Can I get you anything else, sir? |
2175 | Can we have dinner at seven instead of half- past? |
2175 | Can you believe that? |
2175 | Can you get us something to wear, waiter? |
2175 | Can you pay me? |
2175 | Can you procure a couple of dominos and false noses for my father and Mr. McComas? |
2175 | Can you, in return, point out to me any way of inducting them to hold their tongues? |
2175 | Cheese, sir; or would you like a cold sweet? |
2175 | Claret cup, syphon, one Scotch and one Irish? |
2175 | Cock- eyed Crampton, sir, of the Crooked Billet, is it? |
2175 | Coffee, miss? |
2175 | Come: shall I teach you something, Mrs. Clandon? |
2175 | Crampton: I can depend on you, ca n''t I? |
2175 | Crampton: do you know what''s been the matter with me to- day? |
2175 | Damn them?--eh? |
2175 | Did she allow it? |
2175 | Did she? |
2175 | Did that difficulty strike you, Dolly? |
2175 | Did you ever feel that before-- for another woman? |
2175 | Did you ever say that before? |
2175 | Did you howl? |
2175 | Did you observe? |
2175 | Do I look like it? |
2175 | Do I take your point rightly, Mr. McComas? |
2175 | Do n''t usually lunch with his family, perhaps, sir? |
2175 | Do n''t you find it rather nasty? |
2175 | Do n''t you know me? |
2175 | Do n''t you know? |
2175 | Do n''t you remember me at all? |
2175 | Do they do that in England, William? |
2175 | Do you always go on like this? |
2175 | Do you charge five shillings for everything? |
2175 | Do you expect me to believe that you are the most beautiful woman in the world? |
2175 | Do you expect my wife to live on what I earn? |
2175 | Do you give up your objection to the dressing, or do you stick to it? |
2175 | Do you go to the meetings of the Dialectical Society still? |
2175 | Do you hear that? |
2175 | Do you intend that we shall never know? |
2175 | Do you know one Crampton, of this town? |
2175 | Do you know that you changed the world for me this morning? |
2175 | Do you know what is due to me as your father? |
2175 | Do you like it? |
2175 | Do you mean to say that you began practising on me? |
2175 | Do you realize that I am your father? |
2175 | Do you really mean what you are saying? |
2175 | Do you really think it would make me beautiful? |
2175 | Do you remember your father? |
2175 | Do you suppose I choose their clothes for them? |
2175 | Do you think I do n''t understand? |
2175 | Do you think I need to be warned now? |
2175 | Do you think that if you were to turn away in disgust from my weakness, I should sit down here and cry like a child? |
2175 | Do you understand that my children have invited that man to lunch, and that he will be here in a few moments? |
2175 | Do you understand that? |
2175 | Do you want to drive me mad? |
2175 | Do you wish to join them in insulting me? |
2175 | Does he own that nice comfortable Bath chair? |
2175 | Does nobody ask a blessing in this household? |
2175 | Does she smoke? |
2175 | Dolly, dear: do n''t you see Mr. McComas? |
2175 | Dolly: are you sorry for your father-- the father with lots of money? |
2175 | Dolly: may I--( offering himself as her partner)? |
2175 | Dolly: whose tact were you noticing only this morning? |
2175 | Dominos and noses, sir? |
2175 | Eh? |
2175 | Excuse me, Mr. Valentine; but had you not better go? |
2175 | Fast? |
2175 | Feel what? |
2175 | Finch: do you realize what is happening? |
2175 | Finch: does he keep a public house? |
2175 | Finch: some crusted old port for you, as a respectable family solicitor, eh? |
2175 | Five shillings, you said it would be? |
2175 | For instance---? |
2175 | Gay? |
2175 | Gentlemen come yet, ma''am? |
2175 | Gloria: are you satisfied? |
2175 | Gloria? |
2175 | Has Finch had a drink? |
2175 | Has anything annoyed you, Mr. Valentine? |
2175 | Has anything happened? |
2175 | Has gunnery anything to do with Gloria? |
2175 | Has he any money? |
2175 | Has your mother never told you anything about me? |
2175 | Have I done anything insulting? |
2175 | Have I the honor of addressing Mrs. Clandon? |
2175 | Have a six of Irish in it, Finch? |
2175 | Have n''t you? |
2175 | Have you a grandfather? |
2175 | Have you any intention of getting married? |
2175 | Have you begun again? |
2175 | Have you ever studied the subject of gunnery-- artillery-- cannons and war- ships and so on? |
2175 | Have you never--? |
2175 | Have you ordered for seven? |
2175 | Have you thought of choosing a profession yet? |
2175 | Have you thought of that? |
2175 | He looks at his watch as he continues) Not that yet, sir, is it? |
2175 | He? |
2175 | Helpless? |
2175 | Her color rises a little; and she adds, with restrained anger) You do not believe me? |
2175 | Hm? |
2175 | Honest Injun? |
2175 | How are you getting on, Crampton? |
2175 | How can you think it pretty and not like it? |
2175 | How dare you? |
2175 | How did he take it? |
2175 | How do you do, Mr. McComas? |
2175 | How do you know that he is not nice? |
2175 | How do you propose to alter that now? |
2175 | How is a man to look dignified when he''s infatuated? |
2175 | How is the toothache, Dolly? |
2175 | How long do you think it would take me to learn to be a really smart waiter? |
2175 | How long has he given you to pay? |
2175 | How old are you, Mr. Crampton? |
2175 | How old are you? |
2175 | How old is he? |
2175 | How so, pray? |
2175 | How soon d''y''think you''ll be able to pay me if you have no better manners than to make game of your patients? |
2175 | I am a free woman: why should I not tell you? |
2175 | I beg your pardon? |
2175 | I daresay he''d be delighted if-- er--? |
2175 | I do not mean to be unsympathetic, Mr. Valentine; but what can I say? |
2175 | I presume, sir, you are Master Philip( offering his hand)? |
2175 | I suppose you have n''t been here long? |
2175 | I''m a man, with the feelings of our common humanity: have I no rights, no claims? |
2175 | I''m their father: do they deny that? |
2175 | I''ve always cracked nuts with them: what else are they for? |
2175 | If I may be allowed to change the subject, Miss Clandon, what is the established religion in Madeira? |
2175 | If you''ve been here six weeks, and mine was your first tooth, the practice ca n''t be very large, can it? |
2175 | In all these years who have I had round me? |
2175 | In what way have I given you any reason to complain? |
2175 | Indeed? |
2175 | Indeed? |
2175 | Irish for you, sir, I think, sir? |
2175 | Is he gone? |
2175 | Is he to have none-- not even pity-- from his own flesh and blood? |
2175 | Is his name Crampton? |
2175 | Is it pretty? |
2175 | Is it true? |
2175 | Is it you, sir? |
2175 | Is n''t that rather fanciful? |
2175 | Is that agreed? |
2175 | Is that clear? |
2175 | Is that true? |
2175 | Is that your hat? |
2175 | Is that your last word? |
2175 | Is there anything else you would like to know? |
2175 | Is there? |
2175 | Is this our father, Mr. McComas? |
2175 | Is this right? |
2175 | Is your objection an objection to marriage as an institution, or merely an objection to marrying me personally? |
2175 | Is your son a waiter, too, William? |
2175 | It''s a curiously helpless sensation: is n''t it? |
2175 | It''s the unexpected that always happens, is n''t it? |
2175 | It''s true that I did n''t respect your old pride: why should I? |
2175 | Loud? |
2175 | MRS. CLANDON( incredulously, looking hard at him) Are you Finch McComas? |
2175 | MRS. CLANDON}( all{ What do you mean? |
2175 | Madam? |
2175 | May I ask just this one question? |
2175 | May I ask whom I have the pleasure of entertaining? |
2175 | May I have a word? |
2175 | May n''t I have just one dance with you? |
2175 | Might I take the liberty of asking you to let her have it at once, sir? |
2175 | Miss Clandon? |
2175 | Miss Gloria, I presume? |
2175 | Mother: is what Dolly told me true? |
2175 | Mother: what right had you to do it? |
2175 | Mr. Clandon? |
2175 | Mr. Crampton, Sir? |
2175 | Mr. McComas: this communication should be made, should it not, by a man of infinite tact? |
2175 | Mr. Valentine: can you hold your tongue for a moment? |
2175 | Mr. Valentine: do you think there is anything fast or loud about Phil and Dolly? |
2175 | Mr. Valentine: will you take that side( indicating the side nearest the parapet) with Gloria? |
2175 | Mrs. Clandon: have I said anything insulting? |
2175 | My child: how can you expect me to like it or to approve of it? |
2175 | My dear, good young friends, why on earth did n''t you tell me that before? |
2175 | My dear: what is the matter? |
2175 | My dearest, how can you be so rude? |
2175 | My father was a witness of what passed to- day, was he not, Mrs. Clandon? |
2175 | Need I explain it? |
2175 | Nice morning, sir? |
2175 | No, no: let me alone, ca n''t you? |
2175 | Now look here, Crampton: are you at all ashamed of yourself? |
2175 | Now look here, Dolly: am I going to conduct this business or are you? |
2175 | Now may I ask, to begin with, have you ever been in an English seaside resort before? |
2175 | Now what happens in the duel of sex? |
2175 | Now you, Mr. Crampton: what point in this business have you most at heart? |
2175 | Now, once for all, Crampton, did your promises of good behavior only mean that you wo n''t complain if there''s nothing to complain of? |
2175 | Number 413 for my mother and Miss Gloria as before; and--( turning enquiringly to Crampton) Eh? |
2175 | Oh, Miss Clandon, Miss Clandon: how could you? |
2175 | Oh, come, what do you know about it? |
2175 | Oh, may n''t I see her before I go? |
2175 | Oh, there''s a solicitor with them, is there? |
2175 | Oh, what did I always say, Phil? |
2175 | Oh, why not? |
2175 | Oh, will you understand, if I tell you the truth, that I am not making an advance to you? |
2175 | On your honor, Mr. Valentine, are you in earnest? |
2175 | Our appearance? |
2175 | Our manners? |
2175 | PHILIP}{ What happened to you? |
2175 | Phil: can you believe such a horrible thing as that about our father-- what mother said just now? |
2175 | Please, who are you? |
2175 | Pray which sort? |
2175 | Quite sure you do n''t mean your daughter? |
2175 | Seven, ma''am? |
2175 | Shall I come? |
2175 | Shall I ring? |
2175 | Sir? |
2175 | Sit down, wo n''t you? |
2175 | Sit down, wo n''t you? |
2175 | So do you, Miss Clandon? |
2175 | So you want to know my age, do you? |
2175 | Sounds rheumaticky, does n''t it? |
2175 | Stone ginger, miss? |
2175 | Surely you did not want to accept it? |
2175 | Thank you-- er-- if you do n''t mind-- I mean if you will be so kind--(to the parlor maid testily) What is it? |
2175 | Thank you; but wo n''t this young lady--(indicating Gloria, who is close to the chair)? |
2175 | That''s a come down, is n''t it? |
2175 | That''s odd, is n''t it? |
2175 | That''s touching: is n''t it? |
2175 | That''s what you mean, eh? |
2175 | The Church, perhaps? |
2175 | Then Mr. Clandon has not yet arrived? |
2175 | Then there is a Mrs. Crampton? |
2175 | Then why did you come back? |
2175 | Then, Mr. Bohun, you do n''t think this match an unwise one? |
2175 | Thick or clear, sir? |
2175 | This is the younger lady, is it? |
2175 | This was what you rang for, ma''am, I hope? |
2175 | Those are not your enthusiasms and passions, I take it? |
2175 | To ask him his intentions? |
2175 | Tooth bad? |
2175 | Turbot, sir? |
2175 | Under such a circumstance, is it fair to ask me to lunch with you when you do n''t know your own father? |
2175 | Valentine--? |
2175 | Was it mine? |
2175 | Was it? |
2175 | Was-- was it you, sir? |
2175 | We can begin now, I suppose? |
2175 | Well come, Dolly: how do you know you''re not? |
2175 | Well, children? |
2175 | Well, daughter? |
2175 | Well, father? |
2175 | Well, have I done so? |
2175 | Well, that was to be expected, sooner or later, sir, was n''t it? |
2175 | Well, what did the man do? |
2175 | Well, why not, if the Cause of Humanity is the only thing worth being serious about? |
2175 | Well: shall we run away? |
2175 | Well? |
2175 | Well? |
2175 | Well? |
2175 | Well? |
2175 | Well??? |
2175 | Well??? |
2175 | Well??? |
2175 | What about the children? |
2175 | What about your father-- the lonely old man with the tender aching heart? |
2175 | What am I? |
2175 | What are the hearts of this generation like? |
2175 | What are we discussing now, pray? |
2175 | What are you driving at, Mrs. Clandon? |
2175 | What are you looking at me so hard for? |
2175 | What cheer, Finch? |
2175 | What d''y''mean? |
2175 | What d''y''mean? |
2175 | What d''y''mean? |
2175 | What d''ye mean, boy? |
2175 | What did she tell you, dear? |
2175 | What did you say to him? |
2175 | What did you think of her sister? |
2175 | What difference does it make to you? |
2175 | What do I care for anything in you but your weakness, as you call it? |
2175 | What do you bet that I do n''t get that tooth out without your feeling it? |
2175 | What do you expect us to feel for you-- to do for you? |
2175 | What do you mean? |
2175 | What do you mean? |
2175 | What do you object to in the present circumstances of the children? |
2175 | What do you say? |
2175 | What do you want us to do? |
2175 | What does it matter? |
2175 | What for? |
2175 | What gifts were you born with, pray? |
2175 | What harm will it do, just for once, McComas? |
2175 | What has happened to you, my child? |
2175 | What have I done? |
2175 | What have you to keep a wife on? |
2175 | What is his name? |
2175 | What is it you want? |
2175 | What is it, dear? |
2175 | What is it? |
2175 | What is the matter with you? |
2175 | What is the use of being weak? |
2175 | What name, sir? |
2175 | What on earth are they going to do? |
2175 | What proofs? |
2175 | What right have they to talk to me like that? |
2175 | What the devil is that to you? |
2175 | What was that? |
2175 | What will they think of you? |
2175 | What will your daughter think of me for having brought you here? |
2175 | What''s that heavy thing? |
2175 | What''s that? |
2175 | What''s the matter? |
2175 | What''s the subscription? |
2175 | What''s the time? |
2175 | What''s this place? |
2175 | What''s wrong with Miss Clandon''s dress? |
2175 | What''s your name? |
2175 | What? |
2175 | When did she say that? |
2175 | When the great moment came, who was awakened? |
2175 | Where are the flowing locks? |
2175 | Where does he live? |
2175 | Where is he? |
2175 | Where the beard?--the cloak?--the poetic exterior? |
2175 | Where''s Bohun? |
2175 | Where''s Crampton? |
2175 | Where''s Finch? |
2175 | Where''s Gloria? |
2175 | Where''s McComas? |
2175 | Where''s your beard? |
2175 | Which of us is to tell him the truth? |
2175 | Which was it, Phil? |
2175 | Who did she say that to? |
2175 | Who from? |
2175 | Who is"we"? |
2175 | Who wants to marry her? |
2175 | Who? |
2175 | Who? |
2175 | Whose fault is it that I am a boy? |
2175 | Why are you less civil to us than other people are? |
2175 | Why did Mr. Valentine go away so suddenly, I wonder? |
2175 | Why did n''t you educate me properly? |
2175 | Why did n''t you let me give you gas? |
2175 | Why did n''t you wait till we''d seen you? |
2175 | Why did you never get married, Mr. Crampton? |
2175 | Why do you crack nuts with them? |
2175 | Why do you think it a good sign? |
2175 | Why have you made me come down here? |
2175 | Why not here? |
2175 | Why not? |
2175 | Why not? |
2175 | Why should n''t you? |
2175 | Why should you, pray? |
2175 | Why soap? |
2175 | Why was I tempted? |
2175 | Why? |
2175 | Will nine o''clock suit you? |
2175 | Will that satisfy you? |
2175 | Will you excuse me? |
2175 | Will you excuse these barbarian children of mine, Mr. Valentine? |
2175 | William: what mean you? |
2175 | William: you remember my request to you to regard me as your son? |
2175 | Would Lager be considered vulgar? |
2175 | Would it be too much to ask you to wait five minutes while I get rid of my landlord downstairs? |
2175 | Would one of them have spoken to me as that girl spoke?--would one of them have laughed at me as that boy was laughing at me all the time? |
2175 | Would you blame my sister''s family for objecting to this? |
2175 | Would you employ a solicitor with a beard? |
2175 | Would you employ a solicitor with a sombrero? |
2175 | Would you remember that, do you think? |
2175 | Y o u wish to put self aside, Mrs. Clandon? |
2175 | Yes: it''s embarrassing, is n''t it? |
2175 | Yes: you''ve heard of the duel of sex, have n''t you? |
2175 | Yes? |
2175 | You are evidently not very fond of us-- why should you be? |
2175 | You are not going to question me, are you? |
2175 | You are not sure? |
2175 | You both know what''s going on, do n''t you? |
2175 | You do n''t agree with me, eh? |
2175 | You do n''t happen to have such a thing as a son, yourself, have you? |
2175 | You do n''t like her? |
2175 | You do n''t own the whole house, do you? |
2175 | You do n''t suppose, do you, that I''m in the habit of playing such tricks on my patients as I played on you? |
2175 | You do n''t think that, do you? |
2175 | You hold to your old opinions still? |
2175 | You like them, do you? |
2175 | You liked her better, eh? |
2175 | You mean your mother? |
2175 | You''ll tell us, wo n''t you, Mr. Valentine? |
2175 | Your furniture is n''t quite the latest thing, is it? |
2175 | Your real father, sir? |
2175 | in whom did the depths break up? |
2175 | number three or number five? |
2175 | someone who let you stay in his study and look at his toy boats, as you thought them? |
2175 | what would you do? |
2175 | who ever thought that he would rise to wear a silk gown, sir? |
2175 | who was stirred? |
2175 | you feel it, too? |
792 | And where are the proofs that must justify so foul and so improbable an accusation? 792 Answer me; whose form-- whose voice-- was it thy contrivance? |
792 | Are they well? |
792 | But are you sure? |
792 | But how was the information procured? 792 But why,"said I,"must the Divine Will address its precepts to the eye?" |
792 | But,said I,"when she knows your pleasure, will she not conform to it?" |
792 | Can you doubt,said he,"that these were illusions? |
792 | Catherine was with you the whole time? |
792 | From what you know, do you deem a formal vindication necessary? 792 Have I not said,"returned he,"that the performance was another''s? |
792 | I will obey,said he in a disconsolate voice;"yet, wretch as I am, am I unworthy to repair the evils that I have committed? |
792 | Is Louisa well? 792 Is it not to be desired that an error so fatal as this should be rectified?" |
792 | Is it not,answered I,"an unavoidable inference? |
792 | It was my sister''s voice; but it could not be uttered by her; and yet, if not by her, by whom was it uttered? 792 Madness, say you? |
792 | Man,said my brother, in a voice totally unlike that which he had used to me,"what art thou? |
792 | Need I dwell upon the impressions which your conversation and deportment originally made upon me? 792 She wrung her hands, and exclaimed in an agony,"O tell me, where is she? |
792 | To what scene, or what interview, I asked, did you allude? 792 Well,"said he, at length,"What think you of this? |
792 | What am I to fear? |
792 | What are these twenty suppositions? |
792 | What art thou? |
792 | What could I answer? 792 What could I do? |
792 | What demand was this? 792 What do you mean?" |
792 | What is it you fear? 792 What phrenzy has seized you? |
792 | What task would I not undertake, what privation would I not cheerfully endure, to testify my love of thee? 792 What terrible disaster is it that you think of?" |
792 | What then,resumed I,"do you fear? |
792 | What voice was that which lately addressed you? |
792 | Who are they whom I have devoted to death? 792 Who then is this assassin? |
792 | Whom do you then suppose to be the agent? |
792 | Why art thou here? 792 Why do I linger here? |
792 | Why do I summon thee to this conference? 792 Why not? |
792 | Why should I go further? 792 Why should I paint the tempestuous fluctuation of my thoughts between grief and revenge, between rage and despair? |
792 | Wilt thou then go? 792 ''What mean you? 792 --Catharine, have you not moved from that spot since I left the room?" |
792 | --"Why not?" |
792 | --She was affected with the solemnity of his manner, and laying down her work, answered in a tone of surprise,"No; Why do you ask that question?" |
792 | After some pause, in which his countenance betrayed every mark of perplexity, he said to me,"Why would you pay this visit? |
792 | Am I helpless in the midst of this snare? |
792 | Am I not myself hunted to death? |
792 | Am I not thy wife? |
792 | Am I not thy wife?" |
792 | And is it so? |
792 | And is this good to be mine? |
792 | And thou, O most fatal and potent of mankind, in what terms shall I describe thee? |
792 | And who was he that threatened to destroy me? |
792 | And why was the treason limited to take effect in this spot? |
792 | And why, since some one was there, had silence been observed? |
792 | And yet, having made this discovery, how could you persist in dragging me forth: persist in defiance of an interdiction so emphatical and solemn? |
792 | Are Benjamin, and William, and Constantine, and Little Clara, are they safe? |
792 | Are human faculties adequate to receive stronger proofs of the existence of unfettered and beneficent intelligences than I have received? |
792 | Are not motion and touch sufficient to impart feelings such as mine? |
792 | Are the circumstances attending the imparting of this news proof that the tidings are true? |
792 | Are thy mistakes beyond the reach of detection? |
792 | Are you sure? |
792 | Art thou gone? |
792 | As soon as I recovered from my first amazement,"Who is it that speaks?" |
792 | At length he said,"What has happened? |
792 | At length, he said, looking round upon us,"Is it true that Catharine did not follow me to the hill? |
792 | Bereft of thee, what hold on happiness remains to thy offspring and thy spouse? |
792 | Besides, riches were comparative, and was he not rich already? |
792 | Besides, what aid could be afforded me by a lamp? |
792 | Besides,"continued I,"if it be a mere fit of insanity that has seized him, may not my presence chance to have a salutary influence? |
792 | But by what means is this to be effected? |
792 | But could both of us in that case have been deceived? |
792 | But had I not been told by some one in league with this enemy, that every place but the recess in the bank was exempt from danger? |
792 | But how can we suppose it to be madness? |
792 | But how comest thou hither? |
792 | But how was I to regard this midnight conversation? |
792 | But how was this error to be unveiled? |
792 | But setting these considerations aside, was it laudable to grasp at wealth and power even when they were within our reach? |
792 | But what are the proofs?" |
792 | But what emotion should possess me when the arm lifted aginst me was Wieland''s? |
792 | But what encouragement is wanting? |
792 | But what is this? |
792 | But what know you respecting it? |
792 | But what measures were now to be taken? |
792 | But what purpose? |
792 | But what was now to be done? |
792 | But where was my safety? |
792 | But who was this man''s coadjutor? |
792 | But why did he prohibit me from relating this incident to others, and what species of death will be awarded if I disobey? |
792 | But why should his remorse be feigned? |
792 | But why should we expect him to adhere to the minute? |
792 | But with what new images would he then be accompanied? |
792 | By putting out the light did he seek to hide himself, or mean only to circumvent my incautious steps? |
792 | By what inexplicable infatuation was I compelled to proceed? |
792 | By what means could he hide himself in this closet? |
792 | By what means, and whither was he traced? |
792 | By whose organs was it fashioned? |
792 | Can I bear to think-- can I endure to relate the outrage which my heart meditated? |
792 | Can I do nothing for you?" |
792 | Can I wish for the continuance of thy being? |
792 | Can not he be made to see the justice of unravelling the maze in which Pleyel is bewildered? |
792 | Can ye give me back Catharine and her babes? |
792 | Can ye recall to life him who died at my feet? |
792 | Can ye restore to me the hope of my better days? |
792 | Can you confide in my care, and that of Mrs. Baynton''s? |
792 | Can you harbour for a moment the belief of my guilt?" |
792 | Catharine, exclaimed I, where are you? |
792 | Could I have remained unconscious of my danger? |
792 | Could I have tranquilly slept in the midst of so deadly a snare? |
792 | Could I proceed until this was explained? |
792 | Could Pleyel have observed his exit? |
792 | Could any hand but his have carried into act this dreadful purpose?" |
792 | Could he be suspected of a design so sordid as pillage? |
792 | Could he make this request with the expectation of my compliance? |
792 | Could the interview have been with him? |
792 | Could the long series of my actions and sentiments grant me no exemption from suspicions so foul? |
792 | Could this be the summerhouse alluded to? |
792 | Dead? |
792 | Did I place a right construction on the conduct of Wieland? |
792 | Did he build on this incident, his odious conclusions? |
792 | Did he hope to take me by surprize? |
792 | Did he imagine it possible that I should fail to secure the door? |
792 | Did he regard the effect which his reproaches had produced as a proof of my sincerity? |
792 | Did insanity ever before assume this form?" |
792 | Did it arm me with caution to elude, or fortitude to bear the evils to which I was reserved? |
792 | Did it not become my character to testify resentment for language and treatment so opprobrious? |
792 | Did my ears truly report these sounds? |
792 | Did not equity enjoin me thus to facilitate his arrest? |
792 | Did some unlooked- for doubt insinuate itself into his mind? |
792 | Did the violence with which he closed the door testify the depth of his vexation? |
792 | Did you never hear of an instance which occurred in your mother''s family?" |
792 | Do I not merit to partake with thee in thy cares? |
792 | Does heaven, think you, interfere for such ends?" |
792 | Else why that startling intreaty to refrain from opening the closet? |
792 | Even if I execute my purpose, what injury is done? |
792 | For God''s sake what is the matter? |
792 | For a precarious possession in a land of turbulence and war? |
792 | For the ambiguous advantages which overgrown wealth and flagitious tyranny have to bestow? |
792 | For what end could he have entered this chamber? |
792 | From what evil was I now rescued? |
792 | Full of this persuasion, I called;"Judith,"said I,"is it you? |
792 | Gone forever?" |
792 | Had I ever seen the criminal? |
792 | Had I not demeaned myself like one indifferent to his happiness, and as having bestowed my regards upon another? |
792 | Had I nothing more to fear? |
792 | Had Pleyel likewise dismissed his vivacity? |
792 | Had any thing occurred during my fit, adequate to produce so total an alteration? |
792 | Had he not avowed himself a ravisher? |
792 | Had he not designed to cross the river that morning to make some necessary purchases in Jersey? |
792 | Had he personal or extraordinary reasons for desiring its republication? |
792 | Had he rifled from you the secret of your love, and reconciled you to concealment and noctural meetings? |
792 | Had not the belief, that evil lurked in the closet, gained admittance, and had not my actions betokened an unwarrantable security? |
792 | Had not their rectitude and their firmness been attested by your treatment of that specious seducer Dashwood? |
792 | Had not this chamber witnessed his atrocious purposes? |
792 | Had the paper sent to him been accompanied by any information respecting the convict? |
792 | Has he made me the subject of this morning''s conversation?" |
792 | Has he not destroyed the wife whom he loved, the children whom he idolized? |
792 | Has he not vowed my death, and the death of Pleyel, at thy bidding? |
792 | Has he nothing to fear from the rage of an injured woman? |
792 | Has not one in whom you more reasonably place trust assured you of it? |
792 | Have I not fulfilled my destiny? |
792 | Have I not reason on my side, and the power of imparting conviction? |
792 | Have I not resolved? |
792 | Have I not said that my actions were dictated by phrenzy? |
792 | Have I not sufficiently attested my faith and my obedience? |
792 | Have I not told you, you are safe? |
792 | Have I power to escape this evil? |
792 | Have you failed to discover them already? |
792 | Have you found Clara?" |
792 | Have you found her?" |
792 | Have you risen? |
792 | He approached, took my hand with a compassionate air, and said in a low voice,"Where, my dear Clara, are your brother and sister?" |
792 | He resumed, in a tone half suffocated by sobs:"But why should I upbraid thee? |
792 | Her eyes pursued mine, and she said,"What is the matter? |
792 | Her interrogations Of"what was the matter?" |
792 | His opinion was not destitute of evidence: yet what proofs could reasonably avail to establish an opinion like this? |
792 | His restlessness, his vicissitudes of hope and fear, and his ultimate despair? |
792 | His voice was not absolutely new, but had I never heard it but once before? |
792 | His wife and children were destroyed; they had expired in agony and fear; yet was it indisputably certain that their murderer was criminal? |
792 | How can this be reconciled to the stratagem which ruined my brother? |
792 | How could he be at once stationed at my shoulder and shut up in my closet? |
792 | How could he stand near me and yet be invisible? |
792 | How could my passage from the house be accomplished without noises that might incite him to pursue me? |
792 | How could you have otherwise remained so long in the chamber apparently fearless and tranquil? |
792 | How have I merited this unrelenting persecution? |
792 | How imperfectly acquainted were we with the condition and designs of the beings that surrounded us? |
792 | How little did I then foresee the termination of that chain, of which this may be regarded as the first link? |
792 | How many incidents might occur to raise an insuperable impediment in his way? |
792 | How shall I counterwork his plots, or detect his coadjutor? |
792 | How shall I detail the means which rendered the secrecy of thy purposes unfathomable? |
792 | How should I communicate without alarming you, the intelligence of my arrival? |
792 | How was I to interpret this circumstance? |
792 | How was it that a sentiment like despair had now invaded me, and that I trusted to the protection of chance, or to the pity of my persecutor? |
792 | How was the truth of this news connected with the circumstance of Catharine''s remaining in our company?" |
792 | How will a spectacle like this be endured by Wieland? |
792 | I cried when my suffocating emotions would permit me to speak,"the ghosts of my sister and her children, do they not rise to accuse thee? |
792 | I eagerly inquired, when and where did she die? |
792 | I exclaimed,"what say you? |
792 | I muttered in a low voice, Why should I live longer? |
792 | I opened and read as follows:"To Clara Wieland,"What shall I say to extenuate the misconduct of last night? |
792 | If he had really made you the object of his courtship, was not a brother authorized to interfere and demand from him the confession of his views? |
792 | If he were, would he have suffered any obstacle to hinder his coming? |
792 | If it were an artifice, what purpose would it serve? |
792 | If, instead of this, I had retired to bed, and to sleep, to what fate might I not have been reserved? |
792 | In what other way was it possible for him to construe these signals? |
792 | Instead of glowing approbation and serene hope, will he not hate and torture himself? |
792 | Is it Miss Wieland?" |
792 | Is it not so?" |
792 | Is it not time, said I, to rectify this error? |
792 | Is it possible for any calamity to disqualify me for performing my duty to these helpless innocents? |
792 | Is it shame that makes thee tongue- tied? |
792 | Is not this man the agent? |
792 | Is not thy effrontery impenetrable, and thy heart thoroughly cankered? |
792 | Is she in her chamber? |
792 | Is she sick? |
792 | Is she sick? |
792 | Is there a glimpse afforded us into a world of these superior beings? |
792 | Is there a thing in the world worthy of infinite abhorrence? |
792 | Is there any thing the matter with you?" |
792 | It can only be done by a change of deportment in me; but how must I demean myself for this purpose? |
792 | Meanwhile what was I to think? |
792 | Might I not advance cautiously, and, therefore, without danger? |
792 | Might I not knock at the door, or call, and be apprized of the nature of my visitant before I entered? |
792 | Might I not trust to the same issue? |
792 | Might he not conceive this omission to be a proof that my angel had deserted me, and be thereby fortified in guilt? |
792 | Might it not originate in the same cause? |
792 | My case, at present, was not dissimilar; and, if my angel were not weary of fruitless exertions to save, might not a new warning be expected? |
792 | My impatience would not allow me to be longer silent:"What,"said I,"for heaven''s sake, my friend, what is the matter?" |
792 | My joyous ebullitions vanished, and I asked myself who it was whom I saw? |
792 | Nay, would he not do more? |
792 | Now, was it not equally true that my actions and persuasions were at war? |
792 | Or meant he thus to crown the scene, and conduct his inscrutable plots to this consummation? |
792 | Perceiving that Carwin did not obey, he continued;"Dost thou wish me to complete the catalogue by thy death? |
792 | Shall I call him to thy presence, and permit him to confess before thee? |
792 | Shall I carry away with me the sorrow that is now my guest? |
792 | Shall I go on to repeat the conversation? |
792 | Shall I go on? |
792 | Shall I make him the narrator of his own tale?" |
792 | Shall I not do better in the next?" |
792 | Shall every hour supply me with new proofs of a wickedness beyond example? |
792 | She looked at the windows and saw that all was desolate--"Why come we here? |
792 | Should I adventure once more to explore its recesses? |
792 | Should I confide in the testimony of my ears? |
792 | Should I explore my way to my chamber, and confront the being who had dared to intrude into this recess, and had laboured for concealment? |
792 | Should I knock at the door? |
792 | Should I not bedew with my tears the graves of my sister and her children? |
792 | Should I not cast from me, with irresistible force, such atrocious imputations? |
792 | Should I not explore their desolate habitation, and gather from the sight of its walls and furniture food for my eternal melancholy? |
792 | Should I not haste to snatch you from the talons of this vulture? |
792 | Should I not hurry to a distance from a sound, which, though formerly so sweet and delectable, was now more hideous than the shrieks of owls? |
792 | Should I not pay a parting visit to the scene of these disasters? |
792 | Should I not shudder when my being was endangered? |
792 | Should I see you rushing to the verge of a dizzy precipice, and not stretch forth a hand to pull you back? |
792 | Should I shew this letter to Wieland, and submit myself to his direction? |
792 | Should I station guards about the house, and make an act, intended perhaps for my benefit, instrumental to his own destruction? |
792 | Should I suffer this mistake to be detected by time? |
792 | So unexpected an incident robbed me of all presence of mind, and, starting up, I involuntarily exclaimed,"Who is there?" |
792 | Some object was expected to be seen, or why should I have gazed in that direction? |
792 | Some of them seem to be propitious; but what should I think of those threats of assassination with which you were lately alarmed? |
792 | Tell me truly, are they well?" |
792 | Terror enables us to perform incredible feats; but terror was not then the state of my mind: where then were my hopes of rescue? |
792 | That she did not just now enter the room?" |
792 | The Baroness de Stolberg is dead?" |
792 | The door was opened by her, and she was immediately addressed with"Pry''thee, good girl, canst thou supply a thirsty man with a glass of buttermilk?" |
792 | The extent of his power is unknown; but is there not evidence that it has been now exerted? |
792 | The visage-- the voice-- at the bottom of these stairs-- at the hour of eleven-- To whom did they belong? |
792 | Think ye that malice could have urged me to this deed? |
792 | Thinkest thou that thy death was sought to gratify malevolence? |
792 | To thee?" |
792 | Was Carwin aware of his absence on this night? |
792 | Was I capable of holding on in the same perilous career? |
792 | Was I not likewise transformed from rational and human into a creature of nameless and fearful attributes? |
792 | Was I not transported to the brink of the same abyss? |
792 | Was I really deceived in imagining that I heard the closet conversation? |
792 | Was he listening whether my fears were allayed, and my caution were asleep? |
792 | Was her death absolutely certain? |
792 | Was his belief suddenly shaken by my looks, or my words, or by some newly recollected circumstance? |
792 | Was his compact really annulled? |
792 | Was it a stratagem of hell to overthrow my family? |
792 | Was it not he whose whispers betrayed him? |
792 | Was it not love? |
792 | Was it not wise to bar the lower door? |
792 | Was it not wise to foster this persuasion? |
792 | Was it possible for me not to obey? |
792 | Was it possible that I had been mistaken in the figure which I had seen on the bank? |
792 | Was it possible that he had returned, and glided, unperceived, away? |
792 | Was it possible to execute this mischief without witness or coadjutor? |
792 | Was it sheer cruelty, or diabolical revenge that produced this overthrow? |
792 | Was it suddenly extinguished by a human agent? |
792 | Was it the infraction of a similar command, that brought so horrible a penalty upon my father? |
792 | Was not Carwin my foe? |
792 | Was not Carwin the assassin? |
792 | Was not the hour at hand, which should render me the happiest of human creatures? |
792 | Was the conjecture that my part was played by some mimic so utterly untenable? |
792 | Was the danger which threatened me at an end? |
792 | Was the error that misled him so easily rectified? |
792 | Was the genius of my birth entrusted by divine benignity with this province? |
792 | Was the ignorance which these words implied real or pretended?--Yet how could I imagine a mere human agency in these events? |
792 | Was the mischief exhausted or flown? |
792 | Was the tempest that had just past a signal of the ruin which impended over me? |
792 | Was then the death of my father, portentous and inexplicable as it was, the consequence of human machinations? |
792 | Was there not deceit in his admonition? |
792 | Was there not reason to doubt the accuracy of my perceptions? |
792 | Was this confirmation to be deprecated or desired? |
792 | Was this night, or this hour to witness the accomplishment? |
792 | Was this the penalty of disobedience? |
792 | Wast thou the agent?" |
792 | Were not these sights, and these sounds, really seen and heard?" |
792 | Were not these the two great sources of depravity? |
792 | Were views so vivid and faith so strenuous thus liable to fading and to change? |
792 | Were you not apprized of his intents? |
792 | What a portion is assigned to you? |
792 | What are the means that will inform me of what nature it is? |
792 | What but my own assertion had I to throw in the balance against it? |
792 | What can I wish for thee? |
792 | What can he say which will avail to turn aside this evil? |
792 | What certainty was there, that he would not re- assume his purposes, and swiftly return to the execution of them? |
792 | What conclusion could I form? |
792 | What construction could I put upon them? |
792 | What could I do, but retire from the spot overwhelmed with confusion and dismay? |
792 | What could I say? |
792 | What could I say? |
792 | What could I say? |
792 | What could be supposed but that I deserted the chamber and the house? |
792 | What could be the purpose of a contest? |
792 | What could detain him? |
792 | What could have obliterated the impressions of his youth, and made him abjure his religion and his country? |
792 | What did they mean, she asked, by their silence, and by their thus gazing wildly at each other, and at her? |
792 | What direful illusion led thee hither? |
792 | What do you want? |
792 | What evidence could possibly suggest conceptions so wild? |
792 | What excuse should I form for changing my plan? |
792 | What face was that which I saw at the bottom of the stairs? |
792 | What fatal act of despair or of vengeance might not this error produce? |
792 | What had I to suffer worse than was already inflicted? |
792 | What had become of the family? |
792 | What had he seen in me, that could justify him in admitting so wild a belief? |
792 | What has become of her? |
792 | What has happened? |
792 | What has happened?" |
792 | What hast thou to answer for? |
792 | What have I done to deserve thus to die? |
792 | What have I withheld which it was thy pleasure to exact? |
792 | What heart is forever exempt from the goadings of compunction and the influx of laudable propensities? |
792 | What horrid apparition was preparing to blast my sight? |
792 | What is it that I am called to vindicate? |
792 | What is it that enables him to bear the remembrance, but the belief that he acted as his duty enjoined? |
792 | What is she that is now before me? |
792 | What is the testimony of his guilt?" |
792 | What is there unreasonable in this demand? |
792 | What knew he of the life and character of this man? |
792 | What language was this? |
792 | What minister or implement of ill was shut up in this recess? |
792 | What monstrous conception is this? |
792 | What more would you have? |
792 | What motive but atrocious ones could guide his steps hither? |
792 | What motive could influence him to adopt this conduct? |
792 | What obstacle will be able to divert thy zeal or repel thy efforts? |
792 | What other did he mean? |
792 | What pretext would justify this change in my plan? |
792 | What purpose but concealment was intended? |
792 | What purpose did I meditate? |
792 | What reasons could he have for making this request? |
792 | What recess could be more propitious to secrecy? |
792 | What right had I to expect his attendance? |
792 | What security had he, that in this change of place and condition, he should not degenerate into a tyrant and voluptuary? |
792 | What should I do? |
792 | What should I fear in his presence? |
792 | What should I infer from this deportment? |
792 | What sight was about to be exhibited? |
792 | What subsequent events had introduced so total a change in his plans? |
792 | What thinkest thou? |
792 | What transaction had taken place adverse to my expectations? |
792 | What useful purpose can it serve?" |
792 | What was it that had shaken conviction so firm? |
792 | What was it that she feared? |
792 | What was it that suggested the design of perusing my father''s manuscript? |
792 | What was it that swayed me? |
792 | What was my security against influences equally terrific and equally irresistable? |
792 | What was the cause of her death? |
792 | What was the scene of his former conspiracy? |
792 | What was to be done? |
792 | What were the limits and duration of his guardianship? |
792 | What words are adequate to the just delineation of thy character? |
792 | What, I again asked, could detain him in this room? |
792 | Whatever supposition I should adopt, had I not equal reason to tremble? |
792 | When I had done, he said, to me, in a tone which faultered through the vehemence of his emotions,"How were you employed during our absence?" |
792 | When he hears that I have left the country, without even the ceremonious attention of a visit, what will he think of me? |
792 | When his passion should subside, would he not perceive the flagrancy of his injustice, and hasten to atone for it? |
792 | When were they to come? |
792 | When, and where had they met? |
792 | Whence could his sagacity have contracted this blindness? |
792 | Whence then did it come? |
792 | Whence, but from an habitual defiance of danger, could my perseverance arise? |
792 | Where go? |
792 | Where is the proof, said I, that daemons may not be subjected to the controul of men? |
792 | Where were my means of safety? |
792 | Where would you have me go?" |
792 | Which of my senses was the prey of a fatal illusion? |
792 | Who are you?" |
792 | Who calls? |
792 | Who could say whether his silence were ascribable to the absence of danger, or to his own absence? |
792 | Who detains thee? |
792 | Who had a thousand times expatiated on the usefulness and beauty of virtue? |
792 | Who is there present a stranger to the character of Wieland? |
792 | Who shall describe the sorrow and amazement of the husband? |
792 | Who was it that blasted the intellects of Wieland? |
792 | Who was it that urged him to fury, and guided him to murder? |
792 | Who was it whose suffocating grasp I was to feel, should I dare to enter it? |
792 | Who was the performer of the deed? |
792 | Who was there with whom I had ever maintained intercourse, who was capable of harbouring such atrocious purposes? |
792 | Who, but thou and the devil, with whom thou art confederated?" |
792 | Whom had I offended? |
792 | Whose society was endeared to us by his intellectual elevation and accomplishments? |
792 | Why but because an omen of my fate was ordained to be communicated? |
792 | Why did I dream that my brother was my foe? |
792 | Why did he not forbear when this end was accomplished? |
792 | Why did his misjudging zeal and accursed precipitation overpass that limit? |
792 | Why did my bosom heave with sighs, and my eyes overflow with tears? |
792 | Why did you drag me hither?'' |
792 | Why expose myself to thy derision? |
792 | Why may not this event have already taken place? |
792 | Why not deal with him explicitly, and assure him of the truth? |
792 | Why not personate an enemy, and pretend that celestial interference has frustrated my schemes? |
792 | Why not terminate at once this series of horrors?--Hurry to the verge of the precipice, and cast myself for ever beyond remembrance and beyond hope? |
792 | Why should I approach nearer? |
792 | Why should I drag a miserable being? |
792 | Why should I dwell upon the rage of fever, and the effusions of delirium? |
792 | Why should I enter the lists against thee? |
792 | Why should I paint this detestable conflict? |
792 | Why should I prolong, by hypocrisy or silence, his misery as well as my own? |
792 | Why should I protract a tale which I already begin to feel is too long? |
792 | Why should I refuse to see him? |
792 | Why should I repeat my vows of eternal implacability and persecution, and the speedy recantation of these vows? |
792 | Why should I rescue this event from oblivion? |
792 | Why should I return? |
792 | Why should I suppose him impregnable to argument? |
792 | Why should he be here if he had not meditated evil? |
792 | Why should such a one be dreaded? |
792 | Why talk you of death? |
792 | Why then did I again approach the closet and withdraw the bolt? |
792 | Why then did he remain? |
792 | Why this unseasonable summons? |
792 | Why was I enjoined silence to others, on the subject of this admonition, unless it were for some unauthorized and guilty purpose? |
792 | Why was my mind absorbed in thoughts ominous and dreary? |
792 | Why was the illumination produced, to be thus suddenly brought to an end? |
792 | Why were they removed, I asked, and whither? |
792 | Why will ye torment me with your reasonings and reproofs? |
792 | Why, I said, since I must sink in her opinion, should I not cherish this belief? |
792 | Why, on hearing these words, did Pleyel hesitate? |
792 | Will not he tare limb from limb this devoted wretch? |
792 | Will not his rage mount into whirlwind? |
792 | Will that avail thee when thy fateful hour shall arrive? |
792 | Will you not hear me? |
792 | Will you not rather be astonished that I read thus far? |
792 | Would any evil from this quarter befall the girl? |
792 | Would he not seize this opportunity of executing justice on a criminal? |
792 | Would it not tend to confirm the imputations of Pleyel? |
792 | Would not that exertion be made? |
792 | Would not this danger, when measured by a woman''s fears, expand into gigantic dimensions? |
792 | Would not truth, and the consciousness of innocence, render me triumphant? |
792 | Would they justify a measure like this? |
792 | Would this be permitted to outweigh the testimony of his senses? |
792 | Would you cherish resentment at my conduct? |
792 | Would you extort from me a statement of my motives? |
792 | Would you rashly bereave him of this belief? |
792 | Yet could it be long concealed from him? |
792 | Yet has he not avowed himself my enemy? |
792 | Yet have I not projected a task beyond my power to execute? |
792 | Yet if a human being had been there, could he fail to have been visible? |
792 | Yet if not from her, from whom could it come? |
792 | Yet was he not precipitate? |
792 | Yet was it not more probable that he desired my absence by thus encouraging the supposition that the house was unoccupied? |
792 | Yet was not this the man whom we had treated with unwearied kindness? |
792 | Yet what but falshood was a deliberate suppression of the truth? |
792 | Yet what salutary end did it serve? |
792 | Yet what were the grounds on which I had reared this supposition? |
792 | Yet what will avail my efforts? |
792 | Yet what would a lie avail me? |
792 | Yet when minds are imbued with a genuine sympathy, are not words and looks superfluous? |
792 | Yet who would have imagined the arrival of Pleyel at such an hour? |
792 | Yet why should I not relinquish it now? |
792 | Yet would not the more correct judgment of Wieland perceive and expose the fallacy of his conclusions? |
792 | Yet, if so, why did he allow so many noisy signals to betray his approach? |
792 | You are acquainted with the grounds of my opinion, and yet you avow yourself innocent: Why then should I rehearse these grounds? |
792 | You are apprized of the character of Carwin: Why then should I enumerate the discoveries which I have made respecting him? |
792 | a journey? |
792 | and before whom? |
792 | and where was Wieland in thy hour of distress? |
792 | and why this hasty departure? |
792 | and wouldst thou kill me? |
792 | and"whither was I going?" |
792 | fearest thou, my sister, for thy life? |
792 | is it you, Catharine? |
792 | is the tendency of thy thoughts? |
792 | once more hast thou come? |
792 | or art thou satisfied with what has been already said?" |
792 | or had Carwin, by some inscrutable means, penetrated once more into this chamber? |
792 | or shall that sorrow be accumulated tenfold? |
792 | or should I stand under your chamber windows, which I perceived to be open, and awaken you by my calls? |
792 | replied I;"what, all?" |
792 | said I,"whence did you procure these dismal tidings?" |
792 | said he;"Do you know the author?" |
792 | that I at least endeavoured no longer to withdraw the door? |
792 | this the stroke of a vindictive and invisible hand? |
792 | torment me not with thy presence and thy prayers.--Forgive thee? |
792 | was I not assured, that my life was safe in all places but one? |
792 | what have I done? |
792 | what is her name? |
792 | what is it you mean? |
792 | what is it you say? |
792 | what is that? |
792 | when?" |
792 | whence does she come? |
792 | whither? |
792 | who knows him not as an husband-- as a father-- as a friend? |
792 | who made thee quicksighted in the councils of thy Maker? |
792 | wilt thou hear me further? |
792 | you are not well: What ails you? |
10606 | ''But how shall I take vengeance on my uncle? |
10606 | ''But when a man has published two forms of a thing, may we not judge between him and himself, and take the reading we like better?'' |
10606 | ''Is not the thing right?--Is it not my duty?--Would not the neglect of it deserve damnation?'' |
10606 | ''My own will only-- not all the world,''or,''Who will_ support_ you?'' |
10606 | ''Tis_ Hamlets_ Character, naked and in a Postscript here he sayes alone:[4] Can you aduise[ Sidenote: deuise me?] |
10606 | ''in the ring:''--was a pun intended?] |
10606 | (?)] |
10606 | --''Is''t not perfect conscience?'' |
10606 | --''Is''t not to be damned?'' |
10606 | --?'' |
10606 | --_in what strange way_? |
10606 | 2,''But is there any else longs to see this broken music in his sides? |
10606 | A Norman was''t? |
10606 | A whoreson mad Fellowes it was; Whose doe you thinke it was? |
10606 | Alacke, what noyse is this? |
10606 | Alas sweet Lady: what imports this Song? |
10606 | Alas then, is she drown''d? |
10606 | Alas, how shall this bloody deede be answered? |
10606 | All from this point to''Peace, who comes heere?'' |
10606 | Am I a Coward? |
10606 | Am I not i''th''right old_ Iephta_? |
10606 | And how do the words_ windlesses_ and_ indirections_ come together? |
10606 | And shall I couple Hell? |
10606 | And smelt so? |
10606 | And what justifies the whole passage in relation to the Poet''s object, the character of Hamlet? |
10606 | And what''s in Prayer, but this two- fold force, To be fore- stalled ere we come to fall, Or pardon''d being downe? |
10606 | Are all the rest come backe? |
10606 | Are they so follow''d? |
10606 | Are we_ bound_ to take any man''s judgment because it is against himself? |
10606 | Arm''d, say you? |
10606 | Art thou[ Sidenote: Ha, ha,] there truepenny? |
10606 | As he has spoken of fishing, could the_ windlesses_ refer to any little instrument such as now used upon a fishing- rod? |
10606 | Betweene who? |
10606 | But for this, the ioyfull hope of this, Whol''d beare the scornes and flattery of the world, Scorned by the right rich, the rich curssed of the poore? |
10606 | But how can he say he has strength and means-- in the position in which he now finds himself? |
10606 | But how hath she receiu''d his Loue? |
10606 | But is there no sequell at the heeles of this Mothers admiration? |
10606 | But is this law? |
10606 | But oh, what forme of Prayer Can serue my turne? |
10606 | But what might you think? |
10606 | But where was this? |
10606 | But why not receive the apology as quite satisfactory? |
10606 | But you''l be secret? |
10606 | Can not you tell that? |
10606 | Come, come, and sit you downe, you shall not boudge: You go not till I set you vp a glasse, Where you may see the inmost part of you? |
10606 | Could it mean_ cut low_?] |
10606 | Could ye not? |
10606 | Dict._][ Footnote 3: Can this indicate any point in the history of English society?] |
10606 | Did these bones cost no more the breeding, but to play at Loggets[5] with''em? |
10606 | Did you not speake to it? |
10606 | Did''st perceiue? |
10606 | Do the Boyes carry it away? |
10606 | Do they grow restie? |
10606 | Do you know me, my Lord? |
10606 | Do you see that Clowd? |
10606 | Do you see this, you Gods? |
10606 | Do you thinke''tis this? |
10606 | Doe they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the City? |
10606 | Doe you beleeue his tenders, as you call them? |
10606 | Doe you doubt that? |
10606 | Doe you marke this_ Reynoldo_? |
10606 | Does Hamlet suggest that as Jephthah so Polonius had sacrificed his daughter? |
10606 | Does any but St. Paul himself say he was the chief of sinners? |
10606 | Does the king stagger out blindly, madly, shaking them from him? |
10606 | Dost thou come heere to whine;[ Sidenote: doost come] To outface me with leaping in her Graue? |
10606 | Dost thou thinke_ Alexander_ lookt o''this[ Sidenote: a this] fashion i''th''earth? |
10606 | Far more:--was he not bound in common humanity, not to say_ filialness_, to doubt it? |
10606 | Farewell: How now_ Ophelia_, what''s the matter? |
10606 | From top to toe? |
10606 | From_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | Goes it against the maine of_ Poland_ sir, Or for some frontire? |
10606 | Good sir whose powers are these? |
10606 | Ha''s this fellow no feeling of his businesse,[ Sidenote: busines? |
10606 | Ha? |
10606 | Hamlet says:''why is this all----you call it--? |
10606 | Hamlet''s doubt is here very evident: he hopes he may find it a false ghost: what good man, what good son would not? |
10606 | Hath there bene such a time, I''de fain know that,[ Sidenote: I would] That I haue possitiuely said,''tis so, When it prou''d otherwise? |
10606 | Haue you any further Trade with vs? |
10606 | Haue you eyes? |
10606 | Haue you eyes? |
10606 | Haue you forgot me? |
10606 | Haue you heard the Argument, is there no Offence in''t? |
10606 | Have] Haue you a daughter? |
10606 | He does not wish to give the real, painful answer, and so replies confusedly, as if he had been asked,''What makes you?'' |
10606 | Heare you Sir:[6] What is the reason that you vse me thus? |
10606 | Heere thou incestuous, murdrous,[ Sidenote: Heare thou incestious damned Dane,] Damned Dane, Drinke off this Potion: Is thy Vnion heere? |
10606 | Hic& vbique_? |
10606 | His Madnesse? |
10606 | Honest, my Lord? |
10606 | How absolute[1] the knaue is? |
10606 | How are they escoted? |
10606 | How came he dead? |
10606 | How came he mad? |
10606 | How can that be, vnlesse she drowned her selfe in her owne defence? |
10606 | How comes it that they trauell? |
10606 | How comes it? |
10606 | How could he even glance at the things he has just mentioned, as each, a reason for suicide? |
10606 | How do ye, pretty Lady? |
10606 | How do''s_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | How do''st[ Sidenote: My extent good] thou_ Guildensterne_? |
10606 | How does the Queene? |
10606 | How fares my Lord? |
10606 | How i''st with you mother? |
10606 | How if I answere no? |
10606 | How is''t my[ Sidenote: is it] Lord? |
10606 | How is''t_ Laertes_? |
10606 | How ist''t my Noble Lord? |
10606 | How long hath she bin this? |
10606 | How long is that since? |
10606 | How long will a man lie''ith''earth ere he rot? |
10606 | How may we try it further? |
10606 | How now my Lord, Will the King heare this peece of Worke? |
10606 | How now, a Rat? |
10606 | How now? |
10606 | How now_ Ophelia_? |
10606 | How purposd sir I pray you? |
10606 | How say you then, would heart of man once think it? |
10606 | How should I your true loue know from another one? |
10606 | How strangely? |
10606 | How then? |
10606 | How was this seal''d? |
10606 | How? |
10606 | I am sorrie, What haue you giuen him any hard words of late? |
10606 | I doe not set my life at a pins fee; And for my Soule, what can it doe to that? |
10606 | I know you are no Truant: But what is your affaire in_ Elsenour_? |
10606 | I like thy wit well in good faith, the Gallowes does well; but how does it well? |
10606 | I marry, why was he sent into England? |
10606 | I tell thee( churlish Priest) A Ministring Angell shall my Sister be, When thou liest howling? |
10606 | I was about to say somthing: where did I leaue? |
10606 | I will speake to this fellow: whose Graue''s this Sir? |
10606 | If I say the spirit of my father accuses him, what proof can I bring? |
10606 | If he did not believe in the person who performed it, would any man long believe in any miracle? |
10606 | If it be so_ Laertes_, as how should it be so:[6] How otherwise will you be rul''d by me? |
10606 | If we accept these, what right have we to regard the omission from the Folio of passages in the Quarto as not proceeding from the same hand? |
10606 | In the one case what answer can I make to his denial? |
10606 | In the secret parts of Fortune? |
10606 | In what my deere Lord? |
10606 | Indeed la? |
10606 | Indeed that is out o''th''Ayre:[ Sidenote: that''s out of the ayre;] How pregnant( sometimes) his Replies are? |
10606 | Into my Graue? |
10606 | Is it a custome? |
10606 | Is it a free visitation? |
10606 | Is it not possible to_ understand_ in it as well?''] |
10606 | Is it your owne inclining? |
10606 | Is not Parchment made of Sheep- skinnes? |
10606 | Is she to bee buried in Christian buriall,[ Sidenote: buriall, when she wilfully] that wilfully seekes her owne saluation? |
10606 | Is there a lapse here in the king''s self- possession? |
10606 | Is''t possible? |
10606 | It is not disputed that they are from Shakspere''s hand: if the insertion of these be his, why should the omission of others not be his also?] |
10606 | Know you the hand? |
10606 | Laertes_ was your Father deare to you? |
10606 | Let''s follow,_ Gertrude_: How much I had to doe to calme his rage? |
10606 | Lex._--But is it not rather_ the order_ of the church?] |
10606 | Lex._][ Footnote 4:_ Could_ the word be for_ buoy_--''her clothes spread wide,''on which she floated singing-- therefore her melodious buoy or float?] |
10606 | Lord_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | Loue? |
10606 | Mine honour''d Lord? |
10606 | Mother, mother, O are you here? |
10606 | Must there no more be done? |
10606 | My excellent good friends? |
10606 | My most deare Lord? |
10606 | No one[2] now to mock your[ Sidenote: not one] own Ieering? |
10606 | No, let the Candied[9] tongue, like absurd pompe,[ Sidenote: licke] And crooke the pregnant Hindges of the knee,[10] Where thrift may follow faining? |
10606 | Nor the Soales of her Shoo? |
10606 | Now cracke a Noble heart:[ Sidenote: cracks a] Goodnight sweet Prince, And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest, Why do''s the Drumme come hither? |
10606 | Now[11] my Lord, you plaid once i''th''Vniuersity, you say? |
10606 | O my[ Sidenote: oh old friend, why thy face is valanct[10]] olde Friend? |
10606 | O where? |
10606 | O_ Iephta_ Iudge of Israel, what a Treasure had''st thou? |
10606 | Oh Earth: what els? |
10606 | Oh my Sonne, what Theame? |
10606 | Oh, ha? |
10606 | Oh, how the wheele[10] becomes it? |
10606 | Oh,_ Rosincrane_; good Lads:[ Sidenote: A Rosencraus] How doe ye both? |
10606 | Or again, is it a stroke of his pretence of madness-- suggesting imaginary followers?] |
10606 | Or are you like the painting[11] of a sorrow, A face without a heart? |
10606 | Or because he is a philosopher, does it follow that throughout he understands himself? |
10606 | Or does he mean to disclaim their purport?] |
10606 | Or is he only desirous of making him talk about her?] |
10606 | Or is it merely_ high- day-- noontide_?] |
10606 | Or like a Whale? |
10606 | Or might he mean that he was_ haunted with bad thoughts_? |
10606 | Or might not his whole carriage, with the call for music, be the outcome of a grimly merry satisfaction at the success of his scheme?] |
10606 | Or of a Courtier, which could say, Good Morrow sweet Lord: how dost thou, good Lord? |
10606 | Ought not the faintest shadow of a doubt, assuaging ever so little the glare of the hell- sun of such crime, to be welcome to the tortured heart? |
10606 | Pale, or red? |
10606 | Play._ What speech, my Lord? |
10606 | Players, what Players be they? |
10606 | Pluckes off my Beard, and blowes it in my face? |
10606 | Prison, my Lord? |
10606 | Quite chopfalne[3]? |
10606 | Say you so? |
10606 | Say you? |
10606 | Shall I deliuer you so?] |
10606 | Shall I publicly accuse him, or slay him at once? |
10606 | Shall I redeliuer you ee''n so? |
10606 | Shall I strike at it with my Partizan? |
10606 | Stand: who''s there? |
10606 | That I am guiltlesse of your Fathers death, And am most sensible in greefe for it,[7][ Sidenote: sencibly][ Footnote 1:''Who shall_ prevent_ you?'' |
10606 | That thou dead Coarse againe in compleat steele, Reuisits thus the glimpses of the Moone, Making Night hidious? |
10606 | That_ artery_ was not Shakspere''s intention might be concluded from its unfitness: what propriety could there be in_ making an artery hardy_? |
10606 | The coffin is supposed to be in the grave: must Laertes jump down upon it, followed by Hamlet, and the two fight and trample over the body? |
10606 | The concernancy[23] sir, why doe we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? |
10606 | The fencers must not measure weapons, because how then could the unbated point escape discovery? |
10606 | The inobled[1] Queene? |
10606 | Then saw you not his face? |
10606 | Then who omitted those omitted? |
10606 | Then you liue about her waste, or in the middle of her fauour? |
10606 | There''s another: why might not that bee the Scull of of a Lawyer? |
10606 | This presence[6] knowes, And you must needs haue heard how I am punisht With sore distraction? |
10606 | This? |
10606 | Thy face is valiant[10] since I saw thee last: Com''st thou to beard me in Denmarke? |
10606 | To what end my Lord? |
10606 | To_ windlace_ seems then to mean''to steal along to leeward;''would it be absurd to suggest that, so- doing, the hunter_ laces the wind_? |
10606 | Tweakes me by''th''Nose? |
10606 | Vpon my loue I charge thee let it goe, O fie_ Horatio_, and if thou shouldst die, What a scandale wouldst thou leaue behinde? |
10606 | Vpon the talke of the poysoning? |
10606 | Vpon what ground? |
10606 | Was Shakspere incapable of refusing any of his own work? |
10606 | Was a windless some contrivance for determining how the wind blew? |
10606 | Was he a Gentleman? |
10606 | Was it or was it not Shakspere? |
10606 | Welcome good Frends:[ Sidenote: my good] Say_ Voltumand_, what from our Brother Norwey? |
10606 | What Cerimony else? |
10606 | What Cerimony else? |
10606 | What Newes? |
10606 | What a Treasure had he, my Lord? |
10606 | What an Asse am I? |
10606 | What are they Children? |
10606 | What are they that would speake with me? |
10606 | What call you the Carriages? |
10606 | What can it not? |
10606 | What do you call the Play? |
10606 | What do you read my Lord? |
10606 | What do you thinke of me? |
10606 | What does this meane my Lord? |
10606 | What followes then, my Lord? |
10606 | What hath befalne? |
10606 | What hoa,_ Horatio_? |
10606 | What hower now? |
10606 | What is he that builds stronger then either the Mason, the Shipwright, or the Carpenter? |
10606 | What is the cause_ Laertes_, That thy Rebellion lookes so Gyant- like? |
10606 | What is the matter, my Lord? |
10606 | What is the matter? |
10606 | What is''t my Lord? |
10606 | What is''t to leaue betimes? |
10606 | What is''t_ Laertes_? |
10606 | What ist_ Ophelia_ he hath said to you? |
10606 | What man dost thou digge it for? |
10606 | What may this meane? |
10606 | What newes, my Lord? |
10606 | What part is that my Lord? |
10606 | What rests? |
10606 | What s the matter now? |
10606 | What say you? |
10606 | What sayes_ Pollonius_? |
10606 | What shall I do? |
10606 | What should we say my Lord? |
10606 | What then was the ground of the reflection? |
10606 | What then? |
10606 | What thinke you on''t? |
10606 | What thinke you on''t? |
10606 | What tongue should tell the story of our deaths, If not from thee?] |
10606 | What wilt thou do for her? |
10606 | What wilt thou do? |
10606 | What woman then? |
10606 | What would he do and if he had my losse? |
10606 | What would he doe, Had he the Motiue and the Cue[2] for passion[ Sidenote:, and that for] That I haue? |
10606 | What would she haue? |
10606 | What would you gracious figure? |
10606 | What would''st thou beg_ Laertes_, That shall not be my Offer, not thy Asking? |
10606 | What''s his weapon? |
10606 | What''s that my Lord? |
10606 | What''s_ Hecuba_ to him, or he to_ Hecuba_,[1][ Sidenote: or he to her,] That he should weepe for her? |
10606 | What, ar''t a Heathen? |
10606 | What, lookt he frowningly? |
10606 | What, my yong Lady and Mistris? |
10606 | What, the faire_ Ophelia_? |
10606 | Where are my_ Switzers_? |
10606 | Where be your Iibes now? |
10606 | Where is he gone? |
10606 | Where is the King, sirs? |
10606 | Where is this sight? |
10606 | Where is your Sonne? |
10606 | Where''s my Father? |
10606 | Where''s your Father? |
10606 | Where? |
10606 | Whereon do you looke? |
10606 | Whereto serues mercy, But to confront the visage of Offence? |
10606 | Who brought them? |
10606 | Who builds stronger then a Mason, a Shipwright, or a Carpenter? |
10606 | Who cals on_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | Who commaunds them sir? |
10606 | Who does me this? |
10606 | Who inserted in the Folio this and other passages? |
10606 | Who is able when in deep trouble, rightly to analyze his feelings? |
10606 | Who is that they follow,[ Sidenote: this they] And with such maimed rites? |
10606 | Who is to be buried in''t? |
10606 | Who maintains''em? |
10606 | Who shall stay you? |
10606 | Who? |
10606 | Whose was it? |
10606 | Why aske you this? |
10606 | Why do you thinke, that I am easier to bee plaid on, then a Pipe? |
10606 | Why he, more then another? |
10606 | Why how now_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | Why out of this, my Lord? |
10606 | Why shold the poor be flatter''d? |
10606 | Why should she not be? |
10606 | Why these Players here draw water from eyes: For Hecuba, why what is Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba?] |
10606 | Why what a dunghill idiote slaue am I? |
10606 | Why would''st[ Sidenote: thee a] thou be a breeder of Sinners? |
10606 | Why, what a King is this? |
10606 | Why? |
10606 | Wil''t please you goe my Lord? |
10606 | With what, in the name of Heauen? |
10606 | Within a Moneth? |
10606 | Woo''t drinke vp_ Esile_, eate a Crocodile? |
10606 | Woo''t fight? |
10606 | Woo''t teare thy selfe? |
10606 | Yet heere_ Laertes_? |
10606 | Yet what can it, when one can not repent? |
10606 | You tremble and look pale: Is not this something more then Fantasie? |
10606 | Your Gambals? |
10606 | Your Maiestie, and[ Sidenote: of that?] |
10606 | Your Songs? |
10606 | Your flashes of Merriment that were wo nt to set the Table on a Rore? |
10606 | [ 10] Will you, play vpon this Pipe? |
10606 | [ 10] giues me the Lye i''th''Throate,[ Sidenote: by the] As deepe as to the Lungs? |
10606 | [ 10][ Sidenote: thinke this?] |
10606 | [ 10]_ Ham._ So long? |
10606 | [ 11] There''s something in his soule? |
10606 | [ 12] What is he, whose griefes[ Sidenote: griefe] Beares such an Emphasis? |
10606 | [ 12]The Ayre bites shrewdly: is it very cold? |
10606 | [ 12][ Sidenote: Then with honestie? |
10606 | [ 12][ Sidenote: set it by] Come: Another hit; what say you? |
10606 | [ 13] And all for nothing? |
10606 | [ 13] What should this meane? |
10606 | [ 13]_ Qu._ To who do you speake this? |
10606 | [ 14] Who? |
10606 | [ 14][ Sidenote:_ Ger._]_ Ham._ Nor did you nothing heare? |
10606 | [ 1] Or no such thing? |
10606 | [ 1] The King, is a thing----_ Guild._ A thing my Lord? |
10606 | [ 1][ 2] Let me question more in particular: what haue you my good friends, deserued at the hands of Fortune, that she sends you to Prison hither? |
10606 | [ 1][ Sidenote: 128, 158]_ Ham._ I must to England, you know that? |
10606 | [ 1][ Sidenote: swiftly vp] I, thou poore Ghost, while memory holds a seate[ Sidenote: whiles] In this distracted Globe[2]: Remember thee? |
10606 | [ 1]_ Exeunt[2]_[ Sidenote:_ accepts loue._]_ Ophe._ What meanes this, my Lord? |
10606 | [ 1]_ King._ How is it that the Clouds still hang on you? |
10606 | [ 1]_ Polon._ What said he? |
10606 | [ 1]_Killes Polonius._[2]_ Qu._ Oh me, what hast thou done? |
10606 | [ 2] Be the Players ready? |
10606 | [ 2] How say you by that? |
10606 | [ 2] Soft you now,[ Sidenote: 119] The faire_ Ophelia_? |
10606 | [ 2]_ Ham._ Extasie? |
10606 | [ 2]_ Hor._ Peace, who comes heere? |
10606 | [ 2]_ Hor._ Remember it my Lord? |
10606 | [ 2]_ Rosin._ Good my Lord, what is your cause of distemper? |
10606 | [ 3] Dost thou heare me old Friend, can you play the murther of_ Gonzago_? |
10606 | [ 3] Ha? |
10606 | [ 3] How now_ Ophelia_? |
10606 | [ 3] My Crowne, mine owne Ambition, and my Queene: May one be pardon''d, and retaine th''offence? |
10606 | [ 3] What would''st thou haue_ Laertes_? |
10606 | [ 3] Will you two helpe to hasten them? |
10606 | [ 3]_ Fran.__ Barnardo?__ Bar._ He. |
10606 | [ 3]_ Pol._ Oh ho, do you marke that? |
10606 | [ 3]_ Qu._ Oh what a rash, and bloody deed is this? |
10606 | [ 4]_ Barn._ Haue you had quiet Guard? |
10606 | [ 4]_ Ham._ Ladie, shall I lye in your Lap? |
10606 | [ 4]_ March afarre off, and shout within._[5] What warlike noyse is this? |
10606 | [ 4]_ Ophe._ Good my Lord, How does your Honor for this many a day? |
10606 | [ 4]_ Ophe._ Will they tell vs what this shew meant? |
10606 | [ 5] How[ Sidenote: the heele of the] long hast thou been a Graue- maker? |
10606 | [ 5] Now Mother, what''s the matter? |
10606 | [ 5] Though this be madnesse, Yet there is Method in''t: will you walke Out of the ayre[6] my Lord? |
10606 | [ 5] What''s the newes? |
10606 | [ 5]_ Ham._ How is it with you Lady? |
10606 | [ 5]_ Polon._ Wherefore should you doe this? |
10606 | [ 5]_ Qu._ Did you assay him to any pastime? |
10606 | [ 6] How does my good Lord_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | [ 6] ha? |
10606 | [ 6]_ Ham._ Do you thinke I meant Country[7] matters? |
10606 | [ 6]_ Qu._ Alas, how is''t with you? |
10606 | [ 6]_ Rosin._ Beleeue what? |
10606 | [ 7] My good Friends, Ile leaue you til night you are welcome to_ Elsonower_? |
10606 | [ 7]_ Rosin._ Take you me for a Spundge, my Lord? |
10606 | [ 8] But what in faith make you from_ Wittemberge_? |
10606 | [ 8][ Sidenote: as I say,]_ Osr._ Sweet Lord, if your friendship[9] were at[ Sidenote:_ Cour._| Lordshippe[?]] |
10606 | [ 8]_ Ham._ Ha, ha: Are you honest? |
10606 | [ 8]_ Qu._[ B] Ah my good Lord, what haue I seene to night? |
10606 | [ 9] Who calles me Villaine? |
10606 | [ 9] Will they pursue the Quality[10] no longer then they can sing? |
10606 | [ 9]_ Ham._ Murther? |
10606 | [ A] What diuell was''t, That thus hath cousend you at hoodman- blinde? |
10606 | [ A]_ King._ What dost thou meane by this? |
10606 | [ Footnote 10:''a yielding, a sinking''at the heart? |
10606 | [ Footnote 11: Has this a confused connection with the fancy that salvation is getting to heaven?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 11:''Will they cease playing when their voices change?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 11:_ life- like_, or_ lasting_?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 12: Is not the rest of this speech very plainly Shakspere''s?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 12:_ 1st Q._ The ayre bites shrewd; it is an eager and An nipping winde, what houre i''st?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 13:_ Experiments_, Steevens says: is it not rather_ results_?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 13:_ Not in Q._][ Page 216] Or is it some abuse? |
10606 | [ Footnote 15: Is there not unconscious irony of their own parasitism here intended?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 16: May not this form of the name suggest that in it is intended the''foolish''ostrich?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 17:''Have the boys the best of it?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 1: Does Hamlet here call his uncle an_ upspring_, an_ upstart_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 1: How could_ suicide_ be styled_ an enterprise of great pith_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 1: Why do the editors choose the present tense of the_ Quarto_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 24:''why do we presume to talk about him with our less refined breath?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 26:''Can you only_ speak_ in another tongue? |
10606 | [ Footnote 2: Does this phrase mean_ all in one scene_?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 2: I incline to the_ Q._ reading here:''or is it some trick, and no reality in it?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 2:''Not one jibe, not one flash of merriment now?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 3: Is_ shark''d_ related to the German_ scharren_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 3: Not settled into its true shape(?) |
10606 | [ Footnote 3:--for having killed his uncle:--what, then, if he had slain him at once?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 3:_ extremes_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 4: A curious misprint: may we not suspect a somewhat dull joker among the compositors?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 4:''--Did I not tell you so?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 5: Are we to take Hamlet''s own presentment of his reasons as exhaustive? |
10606 | [ Footnote 5: How could the queen know all this, when there was no one near enough to rescue her? |
10606 | [ Footnote 5: In Scotch,_ remish_--the noise of confused and varied movements; a_ row_; a_ rampage_.--Associated with French_ remuage_?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 5: These three questions:''Does it not stand me now upon?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 5: We have no reason to think the queen inventing here: what could she gain by it? |
10606 | [ Footnote 5:''played tricks with you while hooded in the game of_ blind- man''s- bluff_?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 5:_ 1st Q._ I''st possible a yong maides life, Should be as mortall as an olde mans sawe?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 6: Does he not here check himself and begin afresh-- remembering that the praise belongs to the Divinity?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 6: How can it be doubted that in this speech the Ghost accuses his wife and brother of adultery? |
10606 | [ Footnote 6: Is the word_ sage_ used as representing the unfitness of a requiem to her state of mind? |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:''What are you doing from-- out of,_ away from_--Wittenberg?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:''is it not a thing to be damned-- to let& c.?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:''must the heir have no more either?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:--with the expression of,''Is that what you would say?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:_ 1st Q.__ Queene_ How now boy? |
10606 | [ Footnote 6:_ Point thus_:''--as how should it be so? |
10606 | [ Footnote 7: Does he choose beggars as the representatives of substance because they lack ambition-- that being shadow? |
10606 | [ Footnote 7: Does he mean_ foolish_, that is,_ lunatic_? |
10606 | [ Footnote 7: Is this a misprint for''so you_ must take_ husbands''--for better and worse, namely? |
10606 | [ Footnote 7:''In what way strangely?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 7:--''that you speak to me in such fashion?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 7:--probably a small outlying island or coast- fortress,_ not far off_, else why should Norway care about it at all? |
10606 | [ Footnote 7:_ euphuistic_:''asked a question by a sponge, what answer should a prince make?''] |
10606 | [ Footnote 7:_ mandate_:''Where''s Fulvia''s process?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 8: Does this mean for himself to do, or for Polonius to endure?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 8: Should not the actor here make a pause, with hand uplifted, as taking a solemn though silent oath?] |
10606 | [ Footnote 8:''Why do you seek to get the advantage of me, as if you would drive me to betray myself?'' |
10606 | [ Footnote 9: To what purpose is this half- voyage to England made part of the play? |
10606 | [ Page 110] For_ Hecuba_? |
10606 | [ Page 138]_ Ham._ And[1] what did you enact? |
10606 | [ Page 190]_ Ham._ For England? |
10606 | [ Page 204] Why thou art thus Incenst? |
10606 | [ Page 242] Coniure the wandring Starres, and makes them stand[ Sidenote: Coniues] Like wonder- wounded hearers? |
10606 | [ Page 248] But wilt thou heare me how I did proceed? |
10606 | [ Page 252] Throwne out his Angle for my proper life,[1] And with such coozenage;[2] is''t not perfect conscience,[3][ Sidenote: conscience?] |
10606 | [ Page 32]_ Ham._ And fixt his eyes vpon you? |
10606 | [ Page 56] But beare me stiffely vp: Remember thee? |
10606 | [ Page 6][ Sidenote: 4]_ Mar._ Thou art a Scholler; speake to it_ Horatio.__ Barn._ Lookes it not like the King? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: 120] To quit him with this arme? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: 134]_ Ham._[ 4]Sir my good friend, Ile change that name with you:[5] And what make you from Wittenberg_ Horatio_? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: 161]_ King._ Oh''tis true:[ Sidenote: tis too true] How smart a lash that speech doth giue my Conscience? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: 30,32]_ Ham._ O my Propheticke soule: mine Vncle? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: 74][ 1]_Exit Voltemand and Cornelius._ And now_ Laertes_, what''s the newes with you? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: Indeede Sirs but] Hold you the watch to Night? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: Players?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: Stand ho, who is there?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: What newes?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: been Graue- maker?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: beene thus?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: buy to you,[9]] Oh what a Rogue and Pesant slaue am I? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: doos a this a doos, what was_ I_] He does: what was I about to say? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: i''th name of God?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: it be]_ Qu._ What haue I done, that thou dar''st wag thy tong,[ Sidenote:_ Ger._] In noise so rude against me? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: loves,] My Fathers Spirit in Armes? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: my good Lord?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: of this| is the Onixe heere?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: seale slaughter, o God, God,] How weary, stale, flat, and vnprofitable[ Sidenote: wary] Seemes to me all the vses of this world? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: seeme] Fie on''t? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: shall I leaue behind me?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: the alarme] Who this had seene, with tongue in Venome steep''d,''Gainst Fortunes State, would Treason haue pronounc''d? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: there: but stay, what noyse?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: this King? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: this sirra?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: thou sweet lord?] |
10606 | [ Sidenote: wholsome brother,] Could you on this faire Mountaine leaue to feed, And batten on this Moore? |
10606 | [ Sidenote: wits, with] Oh wicked Wit, and Gifts, that haue the power So to seduce? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ Exit_][ 3]_Ophe._ O what a Noble minde is heere o''re- throwne? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ Ger._ To whom]_ Ham._ Do you see nothing there? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ Ger._]_ Ham._ Nay I know not, is it the King? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ Ger._| Ah mine owne Lord,]_ King._ What_ Gertrude_? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ Ham_ S''wounds shew| th''owt fight, woo''t fast, woo''t teare] Woo''t weepe? |
10606 | [ Sidenote:_ with letters._] How now? |
10606 | _ 1st Q._ The clowne shall make them laugh That are tickled in the lungs,][ Footnote 9: Does this refer to the pause that expresses the unutterable? |
10606 | _ Bar._ Say, what is Horatio there? |
10606 | _ Barn._ How now_ Horatio_? |
10606 | _ Barnardo._ Who''s there? |
10606 | _ Enter Rosincrane._[ Sidenote:_ Rosencraus and all the rest._] How now? |
10606 | _ Exeunt.__ Enter Ghost and Hamlet.__ Ham._ Where wilt thou lead me? |
10606 | _ Guild._ What, my Lord? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Are you faire? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Good lady? |
10606 | _ Ham._ His Beard was grisly? |
10606 | _ Ham._ How chances it they trauaile? |
10606 | _ Ham._ I humbly thank you Sir, dost know this[ Sidenote: humble thank] waterflie? |
10606 | _ Ham._ I meane, my Head vpon your Lap? |
10606 | _ Ham._ I sir, what of him? |
10606 | _ Ham._ My fate cries out, And makes each petty Artire[4] in this body,[ Sidenote: arture[4]] As hardy as the Nemian Lions nerue: Still am I cal''d? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Saw? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Seemes Madam? |
10606 | _ Ham._ The King my Father? |
10606 | _ Ham._ The Mouse- trap: Marry how? |
10606 | _ Ham._ To be, or not to be, I there''s the point, To Die, to sleepe, is that all? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Very like, very like: staid it long? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Well said old Mole, can''st worke i''th''ground so fast? |
10606 | _ Ham._ What noise? |
10606 | _ Ham._ What? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Who I? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Why did you laugh, when I said, Man[ Sidenote: yee laugh then, when] delights not me? |
10606 | _ Ham._ Why, what should be the feare? |
10606 | _ Ham._ With drinke Sir? |
10606 | _ Hor._ Haue after, to what issue will this come? |
10606 | _ Hor._ Ist possible? |
10606 | _ Hor._ Oh where my Lord? |
10606 | _ Hor._ What if it tempt you toward the Floud my Lord? |
10606 | _ King._ At Supper? |
10606 | _ King._ But where is he? |
10606 | _ King._ Haue you your Fathers leaue? |
10606 | _ King._ How fares our Cosin_ Hamlet_? |
10606 | _ King._ Take thy faire houre_ Laertes_, time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will: But now my Cosin_ Hamlet_, and my Sonne? |
10606 | _ Mar._ Is it not like the King? |
10606 | _ Mar._ O farwel honest Soldier, who hath[ Sidenote: souldiers] relieu''d you? |
10606 | _ Ofe._ Great God of heauen, what a quicke change is this? |
10606 | _ Ophe._ Belike this shew imports the Argument of the Play? |
10606 | _ Ophe._ Could Beautie my Lord, haue better Comerce[11] then your Honestie? |
10606 | _ Ophe._ What is my Lord? |
10606 | _ Ophe._ What meanes your Lordship? |
10606 | _ Ophe._ You are merrie, my Lord? |
10606 | _ Pol._ Haue I, my Lord? |
10606 | _ Polon._ And then Sir does he this? |
10606 | _ Polon._ Mad for thy Loue? |
10606 | _ Qu._ As kill a King? |
10606 | _ Qu._ Did he receiue you well? |
10606 | _ Qu._ What shall I do?] |
10606 | _ Queene_ How i''st with you? |
10606 | _ Rosin._ Hoa, Guildensterne? |
10606 | _ Rosin._ How can that be, when you haue the[ Sidenote: 136] voyce of the King himselfe, for your Succession in Denmarke? |
10606 | _ Rosin._ I thinke their Inhibition comes by the meanes of the late Innouation? |
10606 | and Guildensterne._[4]_ Ro._ What haue you done my Lord with the dead body? |
10606 | and must The honor(_ owner?_) lie there?] |
10606 | and must The honor(_ owner?_) lie there?] |
10606 | and_ then_ said to the sexton,''How long will a man lie i''th''earth ere he rot?'' |
10606 | breakes my pate a- crosse? |
10606 | doe they grow rusty? |
10606 | dye two moneths ago, and not forgotten yet? |
10606 | frighted at a mere play?''] |
10606 | his Cases? |
10606 | his Quillets[7]? |
10606 | his[ Sidenote: quiddities] Tenures, and his Tricks? |
10606 | how Noble in Reason? |
10606 | how dost thou vnderstand the Scripture? |
10606 | how infinite in faculty? |
10606 | in Action, how like an Angel? |
10606 | in apprehension, how like a God? |
10606 | in forme and mouing how expresse and[ Sidenote: faculties,] admirable? |
10606 | in the other, what justification can I offer? |
10606 | instead of,''What do you make?''] |
10606 | is there yet another dotes upon rib- breaking?'' |
10606 | me? |
10606 | me? |
10606 | or does it mean--_affect with evil_, as a disease might infect or_ take_?] |
10606 | or is it a thrust at his mother--''So you mis- take husbands, going from the better to a worse''? |
10606 | or is it only from its kindred with_ solemn_? |
10606 | or is this speech only an outcome of its completeness-- a pretence of fearing the play may glance at the queen for marrying him?] |
10606 | or that''a thinking too precisely on the event,''to desire, as the prince of his people, to leave an un wounded name behind him?] |
10606 | or to the ruin of the measure of the verse by an incompetent heroine?] |
10606 | or, out of proportion with its occasions(?) |
10606 | or_ conditions_?] |
10606 | or_ insouciant_, and_ unpreoccupied_?] |
10606 | that he sings at Graue- making? |
10606 | the Scripture sayes_ Adam_ dig''d; could hee digge without Armes? |
10606 | the beauty of the world, the Parragon of Animals; and yet to me, what is this Quintessence of Dust? |
10606 | the very Conueyances of his Lands will hardly lye in this Boxe[5]; and must the Inheritor[ Sidenote: scarcely iye;| th''] himselfe haue no more? |
10606 | this might be my Lord such a one, that prais''d my Lord such a ones Horse, when he meant to begge[ Sidenote: when a went to] it; might it not? |
10606 | what noise is that? |
10606 | what should we doe? |
10606 | where be his[ Sidenote: skull of a] Quiddits[7] now? |
10606 | where is thy Blush? |
10606 | wherefore? |