Questions

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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32155	17 is fixed for September( 16th?)
32155	_ Henry VIII to Anne Boleyn._ Written July 6(?
34413	Are we ever to meet again?
34413	Are you very busy?
34413	But I must not dwell on this subject.--Will you not endeavour to cherish all the affection you can for me?
34413	Do not tell me, that you are happier without us-- Will you not come to us in Switzerland?
34413	Do you think that the creature goes regularly to sleep?
34413	For, feeling that I am happier than I ever was, do you wonder at my sometimes dreading that fate has not done persecuting me?
34413	Have I any thing more to say to you?
34413	How are your affairs going on?
34413	How can you love to fly about continually-- dropping down, as it were, in a new world-- cold and strange!--every other day?
34413	How do you do?"
34413	I have the sincerest esteem and affection for you-- but the desire of regaining peace,( do you understand me?)
34413	I have too many debts, the rent is so enormous, and where to go, without money or friends, who can point out?"
34413	I hope this will be the last letter I shall write from England to you-- are you not tired of this lingering adieu?
34413	Now I am going towards the North in search of sunbeams!--Will any ever warm this desolated heart?
34413	The wind does not appear inclined to change, so I am still forced to linger-- When do you think that you shall be able to set out for France?
34413	These are attentions, more grateful to the heart than offers of service-- But why do I foolishly continue to look for them?
34413	This is my third letter; when am I to hear from you?
34413	This morning I am better; will you not be glad to hear it?
34413	Well, this you will say is trifling-- shall I talk about alum or soap?
34413	What are you about?
34413	What have I to do here?
34413	Will you not grant you have forgotten yourself?
34413	Will you not then be a good boy, and come back quickly to play with your girls?
34413	With these assurances, is it extraordinary that I should believe what I wished?
34413	Would it not now be possible to arrange your business in such a manner as to avoid the inquietudes, of which I have had my share since your departure?
34413	and will you endeavour to render that meeting happier than the last?
34413	but how can I expect that she will be shielded, when my naked bosom has had to brave continually the pitiless storm?
34413	can any thing?
34413	is our life then only to be made up of separations?
34413	or, to write very considerately, when will business permit you?
34413	when do you think of coming home?
34413	you will ask, what is the result of all this reasoning?
41368	But why should n''t I let her know it, if I_ am_ mortified?
41368	Am I a funny old man?
41368	And dost thou remember what is to happen within those ten days?
41368	And how art thou, belovedest?
41368	And how does our belovedest little Una?
41368	And how is that cough of thine, my belovedest?
41368	And if thou art sick, why did she come at all?
41368	And is not thy husband perfectly safe?
41368	And what adequate motive can there be for exposing thyself to all this misconception?
41368	And what delusion can be more lamentable and mischievous, than to mistake the physical and material for the spiritual?
41368	And will it be necessary to wait so long?
41368	Art thou ill at ease in any mode whatever?
41368	Art thou likewise well?
41368	Art thou magnificent?
41368	Art thou magnificently well?
41368	Art thou quite well now?
41368	Art thou quite well?
41368	Art thou sure that He made thee for me?
41368	Art thou well to- day very dearest?
41368	Belovedest, didst thou sleep well, last night?
41368	Belovedest, when dost thou mean to come home?
41368	But how are we to get home?
41368	But how is he to accomplish it?
41368	Can it be that little redheaded personage?
41368	Can this be so?
41368	Canst thou devote so much of thy precious day to my unworthiness?
41368	Canst thou not use warm water?
41368	Canst thou paint the tolling of the old South bell?
41368	Canst thou say as much?
41368	Canst thou tell me whether the"Miss Peabody"here mentioned, is Miss Mary or Miss Elizabeth Peabody?
41368	Couldst thou send me ten dollars?)
41368	Dear little wife, didst thou ever behold such an awful scribble as thy husband writes, since he became a farmer?
41368	Dearest, I do not express myself clearly on this matter; but what need?--wilt not thou know better what I mean than words could tell thee?
41368	Dearest, dost thou know that there are but ten days more in this blessed month of June?
41368	Dearest, is thy absence so nearly over that we can now see light glimmering at the end of it?
41368	Did Julian have a tooth?--or what was the matter?
41368	Did Una remember me, when she waked up?--and has little Bundlebreech wanted me?--and dost thou thyself think of me with moderate kindness?
41368	Did we not entirely agree in thinking"John"an undue and undesirable familiarity?
41368	Did you pay a bill( of between one or two pounds) of Frisbie, Dyke& Co.?
41368	Didst thou ever read any of her books?
41368	Didst thou weary thy poor little self to death, yesterday?
41368	Do not people offer to take thee to ride?
41368	Does Bundlebreech walk yet?
41368	Does Rosebud still remember me?
41368	Does thy heart thrill at the thought?
41368	Dost thou even think of me?
41368	Dost thou ever feel, at one and the same moment, the impossibility of doing without me, and also the impossibility of having me?
41368	Dost thou know that we are going to have a war?
41368	Dost thou like this prospect?
41368	Dost thou love me after all?
41368	Dost thou love me at all?
41368	Dost thou love me at all?
41368	Dost thou love me at all?
41368	Dost thou love me?
41368	Dost thou love me?
41368	Dost thou love me?
41368	Dost thou love me?
41368	Dost thou not believe me?
41368	Dost thou not think it really the most hateful place in all the world?
41368	Dost thou perceive how love widens my heart?
41368	Dost thou rejoice that thou hast saved me from such a fate?
41368	Dost thou remember that, the day after tomorrow, thou art to meet thy husband?
41368	Dost thou think it a praiseworthy matter, that I have spent five golden months in providing food for cows and horses?
41368	Hast thou made it of such immortal stuff as the robes of Bunyan''s Pilgrim were made of?
41368	Hast thou thought of me, in my perils and wanderings?
41368	How canst thou hope for any warmth of conception and execution, when thou art working with material as cold as ice?
41368	How couldst thou be so imprudent?
41368	How dost thou do?
41368	How is it possible to wait so long?
41368	How much must I reserve to pay Rebecca''s wages?
41368	How would I have borne it, if thy visit to Ida Russel were to commence before my return to thine arms?
41368	If he insists upon living by highway robbery, dost thou not think it would be well to make him share his booty with us?
41368	Is it half over?
41368	Is not this consummate discretion?
41368	Naughtiest wife, hast thou been unwell for two months?
41368	Now dost thou not blush to have formed so much lower an opinion of my business talents, than is entertained by other discerning people?
41368	Now that the days are so long, would it not do to leave Boston, on our return, at ½ past 4?
41368	Ownest, would there be anything amiss in exchanging that copy of Southey''s Poems for some other book?
41368	Shall I know little Una, dost thou think?
41368	Shall the whole sky be the dome of her cathedral?--or must she compress the Deity into a narrow space, for the purpose of getting at him more readily?
41368	Should not she be of the party?
41368	Shouldst thou not walk out, every day, round the common, at least, if not further?
41368	Sweetest, what became of that letter?
41368	TO MRS. HAWTHORNE_ Concord_, June 6th, 1844 Mine ownest, ownest love, dost thou not want to hear from thy husband?
41368	TO MRS. HAWTHORNE_ Salem_, March 12th( Saturday), 1843 Own wifie, how dost thou do?
41368	Then why does my Dove put herself into a fever?
41368	Thou hast our home and all our interests about thee, and away from thee there is only emptiness-- so what have I to write about?
41368	Was it a pleasant season likewise to thee?
41368	What carest thou for any other?
41368	What is the matter?--anything except her mouth?
41368	What shall I do?
41368	What shall I do?
41368	What so miserable as to lose the soul''s true, though hidden, knowledge and consciousness of heaven, in the mist of an earth- born vision?
41368	What wilt thou do in a rain- storm?
41368	When am I to see thee again?
41368	Where art thou?
41368	Where dost thou think I was on Saturday afternoon?
41368	Whom do I mean by this brilliant simile?
41368	Whose fault was it, that it was left behind?
41368	Why art thou not magnificent?
41368	Why could not she have put the letter on my table, so that I might have been greeted by it immediately on entering my room?
41368	Why did I ever leave thee, my own dearest wife?
41368	Why did all the children have fever- fits?
41368	Why dost thou-- being one and the same person with thy husband-- unjustly keep those delicate little instruments( thy fingers, to wit) all to thyself?
41368	Why has not Dr. Wesselhoeft cured thy thumb?
41368	Why was Horace jumped in a wet sheet?
41368	Why was this world created?
41368	Will not this satisfy thee?
41368	Will thy father have the goodness to leave the letter for Colonel Hall at the Post Office?
41368	Wilt thou consent?
41368	Wilt thou not?
41368	Wilt thou represent them as just landing on the wharf?--or as presenting themselves before Governor Shirley, seated in the great chair?
41368	Wilt thou think it best to go back to Lisbon?
41368	Wouldst thou like to have her follow Aunt Lou and Miss Rodgers into that musty old Church of England?
41368	Wouldst thou not like to stay just one little fortnight longer in Boston, where the sidewalks afford dry passage to thy little feet?
41368	Yet what can be done?
41309	29th, 1839--6 or 7 P.M._ Blessedest wife_, Does our head ache this evening?--and has it ached all or any of the time to- day?
41309	All the time?--Or not at all?
41309	Am I not very bold to say this?
41309	Am I requiring you to work a miracle within yourself?
41309	Am I writing nonsense?
41309	And can she not do this?
41309	And hast thou been very good, my beloved?
41309	And how are your eyes, my blessedest?
41309	And how do you do this morning?
41309	And how many pages canst thou read, without falling asleep?
41309	And is his heart indeed heavy?
41309	And now have I anything to say to my little Dove?
41309	And now if my Dove were here, she and that naughty Sophie Hawthorne, how happy we all three-- two-- one--(how many are there of us?)
41309	And what wilt thou do to- day, persecuted little Dove, when thy abiding- place will be a Babel of talkers?
41309	And why was my dearest wounded by that silly sentence of mine about"indifference"?
41309	And will my Dove, or naughty Sophie Hawthorne, choose to take advantage of the law, and declare our marriage null and void?
41309	And will not you rebel?
41309	Are not these details very interesting?
41309	Are there any east- winds there?
41309	Are they not your own, as well as mine?
41309	Are we not married?
41309	Are we singular or plural, dearest?
41309	Are you conscious of my invitation?
41309	Are you quite sure that her own husband is the companion of her walk?
41309	Art thou an old woman?
41309	Art thou much changed by the flight of years, my poor little wife?
41309	Art thou much changed in this intervening time?
41309	Art thou not astonished?
41309	Art thou not glad, belovedest, that thou wast ordained to be a heavenly light to thy husband, amid the dreary twilight of age?
41309	Art thou very beautiful now?
41309	Art thou very happy?
41309	At length thou wilt pause, and say--"But what has_ thy_ life been?"
41309	Beloved, have not I been gone a great while?
41309	Belovedest, didst thou not bless this shower?
41309	Belovedest, how dost thou do this morning?
41309	Belovedest, how dost thou do?
41309	Belovedest, if thou findest it good to be there, why wilt thou not stay even a little longer than this week?
41309	Belovedest, is thy head quite well?
41309	But why didst thou look up in my face, as we walked, and ask why I was so grave?
41309	Can Sophie Hawthorne be prevailed upon to let me try it?
41309	Canst thou remotely imagine how glad I was?
41309	Dearest, art thou sure that thy delicatest brain has suffered no material harm?
41309	Dearest, have I brought the tears into your eyes?
41309	Dearest, how camest thou by the headache?
41309	Dearest, is your heart at peace now?
41309	Did we walk together in any such cold weather, last winter?
41309	Did you dream what an angelic guardianship was entrusted to you?
41309	Did you ever read such a foolish letter as this?
41309	Did you lead the vessel astray, my Dove?
41309	Did you not feel it?
41309	Did you not know, beloved, that I dreamed of you, as it seemed to me, all night long, after that last blissful meeting?
41309	Did you yield to my conjurations, and sleep well last night?
41309	Didst thou expect me sooner?
41309	Do know yourself by that name, dearest, and think of yourself as Sophie Hawthorne?
41309	Do not you long to see me?
41309	Do not you yearn to see me?
41309	Do you not fear, my wife, to trust me to live in such a way any longer?
41309	Do you not feel, dearest, that we live above time and apart from time, even while we seem to be in the midst of time?
41309	Do you remember how we were employed, or what our state of feeling was, at this time last year?
41309	Do you think the perverse little damsel would have vanished beneath my kiss?
41309	Do you wish to know how your husband will spend the day?
41309	Does Sophie Hawthorne keep up my Dove''s spirits?
41309	Does it not appear at least seven years to my Dove, since we parted?
41309	Does it seem a great while since I left you, dearest?
41309	Does not"I,"whether spoken by Sophie Hawthorne''s lips or mine, express the one spirit of myself and that darlingest Sophie Hawthorne?
41309	Does she still refuse my Dove''s proffer to kiss her cheek?
41309	Does the joy compensate for the pain?
41309	Does thine aunt say that thou lookest in magnificent health?--and that thou art very beautiful?
41309	Dost thou dwell in the past and in the future, so that the gloomy present is quite swallowed up in sunshine?
41309	Dost thou hoard it up, as misers do their treasure?
41309	Dost thou love him?
41309	Dost thou love me infinitely?
41309	Dost thou love me?
41309	Dost thou love me?
41309	Dost thou love pigeons in a pie?
41309	Dost thou not think she might be persuaded to withdraw herself, quietly, and take up her residence somewhere else?
41309	Dost thou not think that there is always some especial blessing granted us, when we are to be divided for any length of time?
41309	Dost thou not wonder at finding me scribbling between seven and eight o''clock in the morning?
41309	Dost thou sleep well now- a- nights, belovedest?
41309	Dost thou still love me, in all thy wanderings?
41309	Dost thou sympathise from the bottom of thy heart?
41309	Dost thou think it would?
41309	Dost thou wear a day- cap, as well as a night cap?
41309	For would not that imply that thou wouldst always hereafter be close to his bosom?
41309	Has my Dove contributed anything?
41309	Has my Dove flown abroad, this cold, bright day?
41309	Has not each of us a right to use the first person singular, when speaking in behalf of our united being?
41309	Hast thou also been gladdened by an uncouth scribbling, which thy husband dispatched to thee on Monday?
41309	Have there not, to say nothing of shorter visits, been two eternities of more than a week each, which were full of blessings for us?
41309	Have you been able to flit abroad on today''s east wind, and go to Marblehead, as you designed?
41309	How could you disappoint me so?
41309	How did you contrive to write it?
41309	How do I know it?
41309	How does Sophie Hawthorne do?
41309	How have you borne it, my poor dear little Dove?
41309	How is it that thou hast had no spiritual intelligence of my advent?
41309	How is it with thine, mine ownest?
41309	How long since didst thou begin to use spectacles?
41309	How many times have you thought of me today?
41309	How should I, save by my own heart?
41309	How was it, dearest?
41309	How would my Dove like to have her husband continually with her, twelve or fourteen months out of the next twenty?
41309	I kiss you, dearest-- did you feel it?
41309	I know not what else to say;--but even that is saying something-- is it not, dearest?
41309	I wish there was something in the intellectual world analogous to the Daguerrotype( is that the name of it?)
41309	Is it so with you?
41309	Is not that queer to think of?
41309	Is that impossible, my sweetest Dove?--is it impossible, my naughtiest Sophie Hawthorne?
41309	Is the wind east?
41309	Is there not a volume in many of our glances?--even in a pressure of the hand?
41309	Is thy hair grown gray?
41309	Is thy hair turned gray?
41309	Is thy weariness quite gone?
41309	Knowest thou any such art?
41309	Little Dove, why did you shed tears the other day, when you supposed that your husband thought you to blame for regretting the irrevocable past?
41309	May I go to sleep, belovedest?
41309	Might it not be so?
41309	Mine own Dove, need I fear it now?
41309	Mine own wife, art thou very well?
41309	Mine unspeakably ownest, dost thou love me a million of times as much as thou didst a week ago?
41309	Mr. Gannet delivered a lecture at the Lyceum here, the other evening, in which he introduced an enormous eulogium on whom dost thou think?
41309	My beloved, why should we be silent to one another-- why should our lips be silent-- any longer on this subject?
41309	My dearest, how canst thou say that I have ever written anything beautiful, being thyself so potent to reproduce whatever is loveliest?
41309	My dearest, was not that a sweet time-- that Sabbath afternoon and eve?
41309	My dearest, why didst thou not write to me, yesterday?
41309	My sweetest, dearest, purest, holiest, noblest, faithfullest wife, dost thou know what a loving husband thou hast?
41309	Naughtiest, why do you say that you have scarcely seen your husband, this winter?
41309	Naughty Sophie Hawthorne-- silly Dove-- will you let that foolish question bring tears into your eyes?
41309	Now, dearest, dost thou comprehend what thou hast done for me?
41309	October 11th-- ½ past 4 P.M. Did my Dove fly in with me in my chamber when I entered just now?
41309	Of what sort, then?
41309	Of whom dost thou dream?
41309	Oh, dearest, have[ not] the moments of our oneness been those in which we were most silent?
41309	Oh, naughtiest, why are you not here to welcome your husband when he comes in at eventide, chilled with his wintry day''s toil?
41309	Or is it merely the defect in my own eyes, which can not behold the spiritual?
41309	Or would his wife-- most preposterous idea!--deem it a sin against decorum to pay a visit to her husband?
41309	Ownest wife, what dost thou think I received, just before I re- commenced this scribble?
41309	Ownest, dost thou not long very earnestly to see thy husband?
41309	Shall I tell thee?
41309	Shall Sophie Hawthorne be there too?
41309	Should we be the more ethereal, if we did not eat?
41309	TO MISS PEABODY_ Boston_, February 7th, 1840--½ past 3 P.M._ Ownest Dove_, Can you reckon the ages that have elapsed since our last embrace?
41309	The Spring is not acquainted with my Dove and me, as the Winter was;--how then can we expect her to be kindly to us?
41309	Then is it not our home?
41309	Then which of us has gained the most?
41309	There are two pictures there by our friend( thy friend-- and is it not the same thing?)
41309	To what use canst thou put so much love as thou continually receivest from me?
41309	Was it Sophie Hawthorne or the Dove that called it so?
41309	Was it Thursday that I told my Dove would be the day of my next appearance?--or Friday?
41309	Was not this a sin against etiquette?
41309	Was such a rhapsody as the foregoing ever written in the Custom House before?
41309	Well, dearest, were ever such words as these written in a Custom- House before?
41309	Were you not my wife in some past eternity?
41309	Wert thou abroad in the sky and air?
41309	What beautiful white doves those were, on the border of the vase; are they of mine own Dove''s kindred?
41309	What do you think, Dearest, of the expediency of my making a caucus speech?
41309	What is signified[ by] my nap of a whole year?
41309	What is to be done?
41309	What is to be done?
41309	What or who could it have been that I so missed?
41309	What possible good can it do for me to thrust my coal- begrimed visage and salt- befrosted locks into good society?
41309	What thinks my Dove of this?
41309	When a beam of heavenly sunshine incorporates itself with a dark cloud, is not the cloud benefitted more than the sunshine?
41309	Which do I love the best, I wonder-- my Dove, or my little Wild- Flower?
41309	Which wouldst thou prefer?
41309	Why didst thou not scold me?
41309	Why dost thou not frown at my nonsensical complaints, and utterly refuse thy sympathy?
41309	Why has my Dove made me waste so much of my letter in this talk about nothing?
41309	Why will not people let your poor persecuted husband alone?
41309	Will kisses have any efficacy?
41309	Will my Dove expect a letter from me so soon?
41309	Will not my Dove confess that there is a little_ nonsense_ in this epistle?
41309	Will not this be right, and for the best?
41309	Will not you be glad when I come home to spend three whole days, that I was kept away from you for a few brief hours on Christmas eve?
41309	Will she abide it?
41309	Will she forgive me?
41309	Will she pardon the neglect?
41309	Will that satisfy her, do you think?
41309	Will you have the kindness to see that these valuable consignments arrive at their destination?
41309	Wilt thou again forgive him?
41309	Wilt thou know thy husband''s face, when we meet again?
41309	Wilt thou never be satisfied with making me love thee?
41309	Wilt thou promise not to be troubled, should thy husband be unable to appreciate the excellence of Father Taylor?
41309	Would not Sophie Hawthorne fight against it?--would not the Dove fold her wings, not in the quietude of bliss, but of despair?
41309	Wouldst thou not have been ashamed of him?
41309	Wouldst thou take it upon thyself, if possible?
41309	You love me dearly-- don''t you?
41309	and go with me wherever I went?
41309	½ past 7 A.M.--Belovedest, art thou not going to be very happy to- day?
41309	½ past 7 P.M._ Ownest Dove_; Did you get home safe and sound, and with a quiet and happy heart?
12544	But, sister,says he,"would you have him love her?"
12544	Do you doubt it?
12544	King Charles, and who''ll do him right now? 12544 ''Tis strange that you tell me of my Lords Shandoys[ Chandos] and Arundel; but what becomes of young Compton''s estate? 12544 All this considered, what have I to say for myself when people shall ask, what''tis I expect? 12544 Am not I beholding to him, think you? 12544 And if it be, what is become of the £ 2500 lady? 12544 And let me ask you whether it be possible that Mr. Grey makes love, they say he does, to my Lady Jane Seymour? 12544 And, besides, there was a time when we ourselves were indifferent to one another;--did I do so then, or have I learned it since? 12544 Are a thousand women, or ten thousand worlds, worth it? 12544 Are mine so to you? 12544 Are you not in some fear what will become on me? 12544 But are you not afraid of giving me a strong vanity with telling me I write better than the most extraordinary person in the world? 12544 But by your own rules, then, may I not expect the same from you? 12544 But did not you tell me you should not stay above a day or two? 12544 But did you drink them immediately from the well? 12544 But did you not say in your last that you took something very ill from me? 12544 But do you think it was altogether without design she spoke it to you? 12544 But for God''s sake whither is it that you go? 12544 But had you reason to be displeased that I said a change in you would be much more pardonable than in him? 12544 But the truth is, I had been inquiring for some( as''tis a commodity scarce enough in this country), and he hearing it, told the baily[ bailiff?] 12544 But what should she do with beauty now? 12544 But while I remember it, let me ask you if you did not send my letter and_ Cléopâtre_ where I directed you for my lady? 12544 But, Lord, when shall I see you? 12544 But, bless me, what will become of us all now? 12544 By the way( this puts me in mind on''t), have you read the story of China written by a Portuguese, Fernando Mendez Pinto, I think his name is? 12544 Can I discern that it has made the trouble of your life, and cast a cloud upon mine, that will help to cover me in my grave? 12544 Can there be a romancer story than ours would make if the conclusion prove happy? 12544 Can there be anything vainer than such a hope upon such grounds? 12544 Can you believe that I do willingly defer my journey? 12544 Can you believe that you are dearer to me than the whole world beside, and yet neglect yourself? 12544 Can you doubt that anything can make your letters cheap? 12544 Can you imagine that he that demands £ 5000 besides the reversion of an estate will like bare £ 4000? 12544 Can you tell where that is? 12544 Can you think it necessary to me, or believe that your letters can be so long as to make them unpleasing to me? 12544 Chambers, as to remember me with kindness? 12544 Could George Eliot herself have done more for us in like space? 12544 Could you not stay till they are all gone to Roehampton? 12544 Did ever anybody forget themselves to that degree that was not melancholy in extremity? 12544 Did not you say once you knew where good French tweezers were to be had? 12544 Did you not intend to write to me when you writ to Jane? 12544 Did you send the last part of_ Cyrus_ to Mr. Hollingsworth? 12544 Do you know him? 12544 Do you know his son, my cousin Harry? 12544 Do you remember Arme and the little house there? 12544 Do you think, in earnest, I could be satisfied the world should think me a dissembler, full of avarice or ambition? 12544 Does not my cousin at Moor Park mistrust us a little? 12544 Does she not answer this question for us when she writes that he wasthe greatest nobleman in England"?
12544	Does she not need all her faith in her lover, in herself, ay, and in God, to uphold her in this new affliction?
12544	Farewell; can you endure that word?
12544	For to what purpose should I have strived against it?
12544	From what hid stock does thy strange nature spring?
12544	Has she been recently reading this passage?
12544	Have I done anything since that deserves he should alter his intentions towards us?
12544	Have I not reason then to desire this from you; and may not my friendship have deserved it?
12544	Have not you forgot my Lady''s book?
12544	Have we not here some local squires hit off to the life?
12544	Have you deserved to be otherwise; that is, am I no more in yours?
12544	Have you read_ Cléopâtre_?
12544	He does not preach so always, sure?
12544	He is so famed that I expected rare things of him, and seriously I listened to him as if he had been St. Paul; and what do you think he told us?
12544	How could you hear me talk so senselessly, though''twere but in your sleep, and not be ready to beat me?
12544	How do you after your journey; are you not weary; do you not repent that you took it to so little purpose?
12544	How do you like that?
12544	I am sorry my new carrier makes you rise so early,''tis not good for your cold; how might we do that you might lie a- bed and yet I have your letter?
12544	I do not doubt but I shall be better able to resist his importunity than his tutor was; but what do you think it is that gives him his encouragement?
12544	I have made a general confession to you; will you give me absolution?
12544	I have missed a letter this Monday: What is the reason?
12544	If her niece has so much wit, will you not be persuaded to like her; or say she has not quite so much, may not her fortune make it up?
12544	If it were expected that one should give a reason for their passions, what could he say for himself?
12544	If you are come back from Epsom, I may ask you how you like drinking water?
12544	If you stay there you will write back by him, will you not, a long letter?
12544	Is it in earnest that you say your being there keeps me from the town?
12544	Is it not my good Lord of Monmouth, or some such honourable personage, that presents her to the English ladies?
12544	Is it possible that all I have said can not oblige you to a care of yourself?
12544	Is it possible that he saw me?
12544	Is it possible that she can be indifferent to anybody?
12544	Is it possible you came so near me as Bedford and would not see me?
12544	Is it true that Algernon Sydney was so unwilling to leave the House, that the General was fain to take the pains to turn him out himself?
12544	Is it true that my Lord Whitlocke goes Ambassador where my Lord Lisle should have gone?
12544	Is it true?
12544	Is it true?
12544	Is not this a great deal of news for me that never stir abroad?
12544	Is not this a strange turn?
12544	Is not this very comfortable?
12544	Is there any such thing towards?
12544	Is there anything thought so indiscreet, or that makes one more contemptible?
12544	Is this not very like preaching?
12544	Is your father returned yet, and do you think of coming over immediately?
12544	King Charles, and who''s ripe for fight now?
12544	Leave them behind you?
12544	May not I ask it?
12544	My dearest, will you pardon me that I am forced to leave you so soon?
12544	No, I long to be rid of you, am afraid you will not go soon enough: do not you believe this?
12544	No, you are mistaken certainly; what should she do amongst all that company, unless she be towards a wedding?
12544	Now what think you, shall I ever hear of him more?
12544	Now, in very good earnest, do you think''tis time for me to come or no?
12544	One can picture Dorothy reading and musing over lines like these with sympathy and admiration: What art thou, love, thou great mysterious thing?
12544	Or has any accident lessened his power?
12544	Or shall I send him to you to know?
12544	Pray what is meant by_ wellness_ and_ unwellness_; and why is_ to some extreme_ better than_ to some extremity_?
12544	Pray, tell me how you like her, and what fault you find in my Lady Carlisle''s letter?
12544	Pray, where is your lodging?
12544	SIR,--They say you gave order for this waste- paper; how do you think I could ever fill it, or with what?
12544	SIR,--Who would be kind to one that reproaches one so cruelly?
12544	SIR,--Why are you so sullen, and why am I the cause?
12544	See how kind I grow at parting; who would not go into Ireland to have such another?
12544	Shall I speak a good word for you?
12544	Shall we go thither?
12544	Sure this will at least defer your journey?
12544	Sure you took somebody else for my cousin Peters?
12544	Tell me what I must think on''t; whether it be better or worse, or whether you are at all concern''d in''t?
12544	Tell me, my dearest, am I?
12544	That vile wench lets you see all my scribbles, I believe; how do you know I took care your hair should not be spoiled?
12544	The shepherd that bragged to the traveller, who asked him,"What weather it was like to be?"
12544	Therefore, if I forgive you this, you may justly forgive me t''other; and upon these terms we are friends again, are we not?
12544	Think on''t, and let me know what you resolve?
12544	This was written when I expected a letter from you, how came I to miss it?
12544	To the joy or sorrow of the neighbourhood,--who knows now?
12544	Was Dorothy in London to purchase her_ trousseau_?
12544	Was this the spark that loneliness and absence fanned into flame?
12544	Well, who can help these things?
12544	Were you at Althorp when you saw my Lady Sunderland and Mr. Smith, or are they in town?
12544	What a dismal story this is you sent me; but who could expect better from a love begun upon such grounds?
12544	What can excuse me if I should entertain any person that is known to pretend to me, when I can have no hope of ever marrying him?
12544	What do you mean to be so melancholy?
12544	What do you mean to do with all my letters?
12544	What does my Lord Lisle?
12544	What has it brought my poor Lady Anne Blunt to?
12544	What is it that has kept you longer?
12544	What is it your father ails, and how long has he been ill?
12544	What say you?
12544	What shall I tell him?
12544	What think you, have I not done fair for once, would you wish a longer letter?
12544	What think you, might not I preach with Mr. Marshall for a wager?
12544	What think you, were it not a good way of preferment as the times are?
12544	What would I give I could avoid it when people speak of you?
12544	What would you give that I had but the wit to know when to make an end of my letters?
12544	What( besides your consideration) could oblige me to live and lose all the rest of my friends thus one after another?
12544	When do you think of coming back again?
12544	Where did she and Jane spend their days, if that was the case, when Regent Street was green fields?
12544	Where were my eyes that I did not see him, for I believe I should have guessed at least that''twas he if I had?
12544	Who knows what a year may produce?
12544	Who told you I go to bed late?
12544	Who was that, Mr. Dr. told you I should marry?
12544	Why did you get such a cold?
12544	Why did you not send me that news and a garland?
12544	Why do I enter into this wrangling discourse?
12544	Why do you dissemble so abominably; you can not think these things?
12544	Why do you say I failed you?
12544	Why should not you be as just to me?
12544	Why should you be less kind?
12544	Why should you give yourself over so unreasonably to it?
12544	Why should you make an impossibility where there is none?
12544	Why should you think me so careless of anything that you were concerned in, as to doubt that I had writ?
12544	Why would not your own resolution work as much upon you as necessity and time does infallibly upon people?
12544	Why, then, did the accomplished Lady Anne Clifford unite herself to so worthless a person?
12544	Why, then, should my absence now be less supportable to you than heretofore?
12544	Will it be ever thus?
12544	Will it not stay your father''s journey too?
12544	Will my cousin F. come, think you?
12544	Will the kindness of this letter excuse the shortness on''t?
12544	Will you be so good- natured?
12544	Will you pardon this strange scribbled letter, and the disorderliness on''t?
12544	Would he look on me, think you, that had pretty Mrs. Fretcheville?
12544	Would you be very glad to see me there, and could you do it in less disorder, and with less surprise, than you did at Chicksands?
12544	Would you believe that I had the grace to go hear a sermon upon a week day?
12544	Would you think it, that I have an ambassador from the Emperor Justinian, that comes to renew the treaty?
12544	Would you think that upon examination it is found that you are not an indifferent person to me?
12544	Yet I could beat you for writing this last strange letter; was there ever anything said like?
12544	You are a very pretty gentleman and a modest; were there ever such stories as these you tell?
12544	You have no such ladies in Ireland?
12544	You hear the noise my Lady Anne Blunt has made with her marrying?
12544	You little think I have been with Lilly, and, in earnest, I was, the day before I came out of town; and what do you think I went for?
12544	You would see me, you say?
12544	_ Letter 37._ SIR,--You say I abuse you; and Jane says you abuse me when you say you are not melancholy: which is to be believed?
12544	_ Letter 48._ SIR,--''Tis but an hour since you went, and I am writing to you already; is not this kind?
12544	how can you talk of defying fortune; nobody lives without it, and therefore why should you imagine you could?
12544	how do those that live with them always?
12544	how you are altered; and what is it that has done it?
12544	now I am speaking of religion, let me ask you is not his name Bagshawe that you say rails on love and women?
12544	poor Dorothy, who will now forbear to pity you?
12544	shall we ever be so happy, think you?
12544	whilst I think on''t, let me ask you one question seriously, and pray resolve me truly;--do I look so stately as people apprehend?
12544	who knows not what mischances and how great changes have often happened in a little time?
12544	who shall now say what are the inmost thoughts of our Dorothy?
12544	who would have been other?
2049	Ca n''t you be friends with me as of old?
2049	Do they then require concealing?
2049	Do you allow anyone else to do so?
2049	H. Could you not come and live with me as a friend? 2049 Had she any tie?"
2049	How could she accuse me of a want of regard to her? 2049 If there was any one else who had been so fortunate as to gain her favourable opinion?"
2049	She defied anyone to read her thoughts?
2049	Was the man waiting?
2049	What is this world? 2049 What was it then?
2049	Where does your grandmother live now?
2049	Where is she gone?
2049	Why can you not go on as we have done, and say nothing about the word, FOREVER?
2049	Would she go and leave me so? 2049 Would she live with me in her own house-- to be with me all day as dear friends, if nothing more, to sit and read and talk with me?"
2049	Would she make her own terms?
2049	You are not going to be married soon?
2049	''Why should I go?''
2049	*** What had I better do in these circumstances?
2049	--"And the figure?"
2049	--"Would she go to the play with me sometimes, and let it be understood that I was paying my addresses to her?"
2049	----?"
2049	--Now what am I to think of all this?
2049	.What do you think of all this?
2049	After all, what is there in her but a pretty figure, and that you ca n''t get a word out of her?
2049	Am I mad or a fool?
2049	Am I not hated, repulsed, derided by her whom alone I love or ever did love?
2049	Am I to believe her or you?
2049	And another time, when you were in the same posture, and I reproached you with indifference, you replied in these words,"Do I SEEM INDIFFERENT?"
2049	And did you not say since I came back,''YOUR FEELINGS TO ME WERE THE SAME AS EVER?''
2049	And what do you guess was her answer--"Do you think it would be prudent?"
2049	And why am I thus treated?
2049	And why?
2049	But can not you forgive the agony of the moment?
2049	But did not you boast you were"very persevering in your resistance to gay young men,"and had been"several times obliged to ring the bell?"
2049	But do I love her the less dearly for it?
2049	But tell me, there was not a likeness between me and your old lover that struck you at first sight?
2049	C----?"
2049	C----?"
2049	Ca n''t you bring up your own to shew me?
2049	Can I live without her?
2049	Can I witness such perfection, and bear to think I have lost you for ever?
2049	Can you account for it, except on the admission of my worst doubts concerning her?
2049	Can you not forget and forgive the past, and judge of me by my conduct in future?
2049	Can you not take all my follies in the lump, and say like a good, generous girl,"Well, I''ll think no more of them?"
2049	Can you turn it to any thing but good-- comparative good?
2049	Could I have thought I should ever live to believe them an inhuman mockery of one who had the sincerest regard for you?
2049	Could I see that which you have?
2049	Did I not adore her every grace?
2049	Did I not live on her smile?
2049	Did M---- know of the intimacy that had subsisted between us?
2049	Did she think it right and becoming to be free with strangers, and strange to old friends?"
2049	Did you always ring it?
2049	Did you not love another?
2049	Do I not adore you-- and have I merited this return?
2049	Do I not love thee, when I can feel such an interest in thy love for another?
2049	Do n''t you thank me for that?
2049	Do n''t you think it worth that to be made happy?
2049	Do you know I think I should like this?
2049	Do you know I''m going to write to that sweet rogue presently, having a whole evening to myself in advance of my work?
2049	Do you know any one it''s like?
2049	Do you know, you would have been delighted with the effect of the Northern twilight on this romantic country as I rode along last night?
2049	Do you think if she knew how I love her, my depressions and my altitudes, my wanderings and my constancy, it would not move her?
2049	Do you think they will not now turn to rank poison in my veins, and kill me, soul and body?
2049	Does not my heart yearn to be with her; and shall I not follow its bidding?
2049	Does she bend less enchantingly, because she has turned from me to another?
2049	For this picture, this ecstatic vision, what have I of late instead as the image of the reality?
2049	H. And can you return them?
2049	H. And did he never attempt to persuade you to any other step?
2049	H. And did he return your regard?
2049	H. And did your mother and family know of it?
2049	H. And do you correspond?
2049	H. And do you think the impression will never wear out?
2049	H. And has time made no alteration?
2049	H. And nothing more?
2049	H. And was his figure the same?
2049	H. And yet you have no hope of ever being his?
2049	H. Did I not overhear the conversation down- stairs last night, to which you were a party?
2049	H. Do n''t you think it like yourself?
2049	H. Do you mean on account of its liberty?
2049	H. Have you not told me your spirits grow worse every year?
2049	H. Higher than of the maiden state?
2049	H. Is that what you thought I meant by SACRIFICES last night?
2049	H. Or had it been your old friend, what do you think he would have said in my case?
2049	H. Or what am I to think of this story of the footman?
2049	H. Tell me, my angel, how was it?
2049	H. To whom?
2049	H. Was he a young man of rank, then?
2049	H. What then broke off your intimacy?
2049	H. What, do you mean to Buonaparte?
2049	H. Why did he go at last?
2049	H. Will you go and leave me so?
2049	H."That was all forgiven when we last parted, and your last words were,''I should find you the same as ever''when I came home?
2049	Has Mr. P---- called?
2049	Has any one called?
2049	Has she not murdered me under the mask of the tenderest friendship?
2049	Have you read Sardanapalus?
2049	How can I thank you for your condescension in letting me know your sweet sentiments?
2049	How could I doubt it, looking in her face, and hearing her words, like sighs breathed from the gentlest of all bosoms?
2049	How different was the idea I once had of her?
2049	How ought I to behave when I go back?
2049	How then do I console myself for the loss of her?
2049	How?
2049	I am to hear from him again in a day or two.--Well, what do you say to all this?
2049	I ask you what you yourself would have felt or done, if loving her as I did, you had heard what I did, time after time?
2049	I asked her if she would do so at once-- the very next day?
2049	I asked what it could mean?
2049	I asked, to what?
2049	I can settle to nothing: what is the use of all I have done?
2049	I gave Betsey a twenty- shilling note which I happened to have in my hand, and on her asking"What''s this for, Sir?"
2049	I grant all you say about my self- tormenting folly: but has it been without cause?
2049	I have always some horrid dream about her, and wake wondering what is the matter that"she is no longer the same to me as ever?"
2049	I however found that C---- was gone, and no one else had been there, of whom I had cause to be jealous.--"Should I see her on the morrow?"
2049	I however sprang down stairs, and as they called out to me,"What is it?--What has she done to you?"
2049	I know all this; but what do I gain by it, unless I could find some one with her shape and air, to supply the place of the lovely apparition?
2049	I never could tire of her sweetness; I feel that I could grow to her, body and soul?
2049	I replied,"Why do you treat me thus?
2049	I said,"Are you sure of that?"
2049	I said,"Do you mean Buonaparte?"
2049	I said,"Yes, may I not speak to you?
2049	I shall perhaps see thee no more, but I shall still think of thee the same as ever-- I shall say to myself,"Where is she now?--what is she doing?"
2049	I went out to roam the desert streets, when, turning a corner, whom should I meet but her very lover?
2049	I will not go back there: yet how can I breathe away from her?
2049	If she could get THE LITTLE IMAGE mended?
2049	If she made a fool of me, what did she make of her lover?
2049	If she should be in misfortune, who will comfort her?
2049	If that was all, I did not care: but tell me true, is there not a new attachment that is the real cause of your estrangement?
2049	In a word, may I come back, and try to behave better?
2049	Is it a joke upon me that I make free with you?
2049	Is it less sweet because it is withdrawn from me?
2049	Is it long ago then?
2049	Is it not too true?
2049	Is my love then in the power of fortune, or of her caprice?
2049	Is she offended at my letting you know she wrote to me, or is it some new affair?
2049	Is there not a prior attachment in the case?
2049	It is not that you prefer flirting with"gay young men"to becoming a mere dull domestic wife?
2049	Not one five minutes''conversation, for the sake of old acquaintance?
2049	Or did you get into these dilemmas that made it necessary, merely by the demureness of your looks and ways?
2049	Or did you hint at it?
2049	Or do you deceive them as well as me?
2049	Or do you still see him sometimes?
2049	Or had I displeased her by letting Mr. P---- know she wrote to me?"
2049	Or had nothing else passed?
2049	Or is not the joke against HER sister, unless you make my courtship of you a jest to the whole house?
2049	Or shall I turn to the far- off Pentland Hills, with Craig- Crook nestling beneath them, where lives the prince of critics and the king of men?
2049	Or was it the fineness of his manners?
2049	Or what can I think?
2049	Or where have I been?]
2049	Or why do I not go and find out the truth at once?
2049	S. As you please.-- THE INVITATION H. But I am afraid I tire you with this prosing description of the French character and abuse of the English?
2049	S. Do you like the French women better than the English?
2049	S. Do you think there is no pleasure in a single life?
2049	S. Have I not reason?
2049	S."And how did you behave when you returned?"
2049	S."Is it nothing, your exposing me to the whole house in the way you did the other evening?"
2049	Shall I make a drawing of it, altering the dress a little, to shew you how like it is?
2049	Shall I not love her for herself alone, in spite of fickleness and folly?
2049	Shall I repeat it?
2049	Shall I tell you my opinion?
2049	Shall I tell you, but you will not mention it again?
2049	She has robbed me of herself: shall she also rob me of my love of her?
2049	She said,"Did you wish to speak to me, Sir?"
2049	Should I ever behold her again?
2049	Slighted by her, on whom my heart by its last fibre hung, where shall I turn?
2049	THE FLAGEOLET H. Where have you been, my love?
2049	THE QUARREL H. You are angry with me?
2049	THE RECONCILIATION H. I have then lost your friendship?
2049	Tell me why you have deceived me, and singled me out as your victim?
2049	Tell me, love, is there not, besides your attachment to him, a repugnance to me?
2049	That was one of the things for which I loved her-- shall I live to hate her for it?
2049	That was the question--"Would she have me, or would she not?"
2049	Then how can I bear to part with her?
2049	There was no abatement of my regard to her; why was she so changed?
2049	To what a state am I reduced, and for what?
2049	Was I to blame after this to indulge my passion for the loveliest of her sex?
2049	Was I to blame in taking you at your word, when every hope I had depended on your sincerity?
2049	Was he so very handsome?
2049	Was it any thing in my letters?
2049	Was it not plain from this that she even then meditated an escape from me to some less sentimental lover?
2049	Was it so or not?
2049	Was that all?
2049	Was there any one else that you did like?
2049	Was there?
2049	Were she dead, should I not wish to gaze once more upon her pallid features?
2049	Were you only afraid of being TAKEN for a light character?
2049	What am I?
2049	What art thou to me?
2049	What can be the reason?
2049	What could she find in me?
2049	What do you suppose she said the night before I left her?
2049	What do you think the little imp made answer?
2049	What do you think?
2049	What had I done in her absence to have incurred her displeasure?
2049	What has her character to rest upon but her attachment to me, which she now denies, not modestly, but impudently?
2049	What have I done to become thus hateful to you?"
2049	What idle sounds the common phrases, adorable creature, angel, divinity, are?
2049	What is to be done?
2049	What will you bet me that it was n''t all a trick?
2049	When I am dead, who will love her as I have done?
2049	When found out, she seemed to say,"Well, what if I am?
2049	Where go to live and die far from her?
2049	Where shall I be?
2049	Where shall I be?
2049	Who could ever feel that peace from the touch of her dear hand that I have done; and is it not torn from me for ever?
2049	Who is there so low as me?
2049	Why do you seem to avoid me as you do?
2049	Why had she not written to me?
2049	Why should he stay?"
2049	Why then is your behaviour so different?"
2049	Will you look in and see, about eight o''clock?
2049	Will you yourself say that if she had all along no particular regard for me, she will not do as much or more with other more likely men?
2049	You do not consider yourself OBLIGED to everyone who asks you for a kiss?
2049	can I bear after all to think of her so, or that I am scorned and made a sport of by the creature to whom I had given my whole heart?
2049	if such is thy sweetness where thou dost not love, what must thy love have been?
2049	is it even possible that she is chaste, and that she has bestowed her loved"endearments"on me( her own sweet word) out of true regard?
2049	is it you?
2049	ought I not to think myself the happiest of men?
2049	when I had followed you into the other room?
2049	when I look up?
2049	when she is old, who will look in her face, and bless her?
2049	you said,''Why could we not go on the same as we had done, and say nothing about the word FOREVER?''"
35977	( this is the last time I shall use that expression) shall I never see you again?
35977	**_ Qua conjugata, que virgo non concupiscebat absentem,& non exardescebat in presentem?
35977	After this can I hope God should open to me the treasures of his mercy?
35977	Ah?
35977	All who are about me admired my virtue, but could their eyes penetrate into my heart, what would they not discover?
35977	And do you question either?
35977	And love th''offender, yet detest th''offence?
35977	And must I use any other prayers than my own to prevail upon you?
35977	And what a happiness is it, not to be in a capacity of sinning?
35977	And what time shall I find for those prayers you speak of?
35977	And yet we can be saved by nothing but the Cross, why then do we refuse to bear it?
35977	And, can you believe it,_ Philintus_?
35977	Are not interest and policy their only rules?
35977	Are these the wishes of my inmost soul?
35977	Are we not already sufficiently miserable?
35977	But can you be sure marriage will not be the tomb of her love?
35977	But do you owe nothing more to us than to that friend, be the friendship between you ever so intimate?
35977	But do you,_ Abelard_, never see_ Heloise_ in your sleep?
35977	But how barbarous was your punishment?
35977	But how difficult is this in the trouble which surrounds me?
35977	But how much did my curiosity cost me?
35977	But if you do not continue your concern for me, If I lose your affection, what have I gained by my imprisonment?
35977	But to what purpose dost thou still arm thyself against me?
35977	But what could resist you?
35977	But what do I say?
35977	But what excuses could I not find in you, if the crime were excusable?
35977	But what have I gained by this?
35977	But what is there for you to fear?
35977	But what secret trouble rises in my soul, what unthought- of motion opposes the resolution I formed of sighing no more for_ Abelard_?
35977	But when love has once been sincere, how difficult it is to determine to love no more?
35977	But whence, arose that pray''r?
35977	But whither am I transported?
35977	But whither does my vain imagination carry me?
35977	But why should I intreat you in the name of your children?
35977	But why should I on others''prayers depend?
35977	But why should I rave at your assassins?
35977	But, in this article of consolation, how comes it to pass that he makes no mention of_ Heloise_?
35977	But, tell me, whence proceeds your neglect of me since my being professed?
35977	Can any one sin who is persuaded of this?
35977	Can it be criminal for you to imitate St. Jerome, and discourse with me concerning the Scripture?
35977	Can not this habit of penitence which I wear interest Heaven to treat me more favourably?
35977	Can so heavy a misfortune leave me a moment''s quiet?
35977	Can you think that the traces you have drawn in my heart can ever be worn out?
35977	Canst thou behold those lovely eyes without recollecting those amorous glances which have been so fatal to thee?
35977	Canst thou forget that sad, that solemn day, When victims at yon altar''s foot we lay?
35977	Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell, When, warm in youth, I bade the world farewell?
35977	Could I not more easily comfort myself in my afflictions?
35977	Could an outrageous husband make a villain suffer more that had dishonoured his bed?
35977	Could you ever retire but you drew the eyes and hearts of all after you?
35977	Could you imagine it possible for any mortal to blot you from my heart?
35977	Could you think me guilty of sacrificing the virtuous and learned_ Abelard_ to any other but to God?
35977	Did not every one rejoice in having seen you?
35977	Did not the apprehension of causing my present death make the pen drop from your hand?
35977	Did you write thus to me before Fortune had ruined my happiness?
35977	Do fathers consult the inclinations of their children when they settle them?
35977	Do n''t you know, that there is no action of life which draws after it so sure and long a repentance, and to so little purpose?
35977	Do you now,_ Heloise_, applaud my design of making you walk in the steps of the saints?
35977	Do you think learning ought to make_ Heloise_ more amiable?
35977	Does thy grace or my own despair draw these words from me?
35977	Does_ Abelard_ then, said I, suspect he shall see renewed in me the example of Lot''s wife, who could not forbear looking back when she left Sodom?
35977	Dost thou still nourish this destructive flame?
35977	For if my conversion was sincere, how could I take a pleasure to relate my past follies?
35977	Fulbert surprised me with_ Heloise_, and what man that had a soul in him would not have borne any ignominy on the same conditions?
35977	Has Vice such charms to well- born souls?
35977	Hath not our Saviour borne it before us, and died for us, to the end that we might also bear it and desire to die also?
35977	Have I not tired out his forgiveness?
35977	Have not the gentle rules of Peace and Heav''n, From thy soft soul this fatal passion driv''n?
35977	Have you purchased your vocation at so slight a rate, as that you should not turn it to the best advantage?
35977	How can I do that when you frighten me with apprehensions that continually possess my mind day and night?
35977	How can I separate from the person I love the passion I must detest?
35977	How did I deceive myself with the hopes that you would be wholly mine when I took the veil, and engaged myself to live for ever under your laws?
35977	How difficult is it to fight always for duty against inclination?
35977	How happy is the blameless Vestal''s lot?
35977	How happy should I be could I wash out with my tears the memory of those pleasures which yet I think of with delight?
35977	How little is that?
35977	How many ladies laid claim to them?
35977	How much better were it entirely to forget the object of it, than to preserve the memory of it, so fatal to the quiet of my life and salvation?
35977	How much did I wrong you, and what weakness did I impute to you?
35977	How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love?
35977	How unhappy am I?
35977	How void of reason are men, said Seneca, to make distant evils present by reflection, and to take pains before death to lose all the comforts of life?
35977	How weak are we in ourselves, if we do not support ourselves on the cross of Christ?
35977	How would my enemies, Champeaux and Anselm, have triumphed, had they seen the redoubted philosopher in such a wretched condition?
35977	I could meet him at all his assignations, and would I decline following him to the feats of holiness?
35977	I dote on the danger which threatens me, how then can I avoid falling?
35977	I have armed my own hands against myself?
35977	I have made them in the presence of God; whither shall I fly from his wrath if I violate them?
35977	I reproach myself for my own faults, I accuse you for yours, and to what purpose?
35977	I said to myself, there was a time when he could rely upon my bare word, and does he now want vows to secure himself of me?
35977	I tear myself from all that pleases me?
35977	I thought you disengaged and free; And can you still, still sigh and weep for me?
35977	I was young;--could she show an infallibility to those vows which my heart never formed for any but herself?
35977	I who have not refused to be a victim of pleasure to gratify him, can he think I would refuse to be a sacrifice of honour to obey him?
35977	If I had loved pleasures, could I not yet have found means to have gratified myself?
35977	If a picture, which is but a mute representation of an object, can give such pleasure, what can not letters inspire?
35977	If the memory of him has caused thee so much trouble,_ Heloise_, what will not his presence do?
35977	Is it not your part to prepare me, by your powerful exhortations against that great crisis, which shakes the most resolute and confirmed minds?
35977	Is it not your part to receive my last sighs; take care of my funeral, and give an account of my manners and faith?
35977	Is it possible I should fear obtaining any thing of you, when I ask it in my own name?
35977	Is it possible a genius so great as yours should never get above his past misfortunes?
35977	Is it possible that_ Abelard_ should in earnest think of marrying_ Heloise_?
35977	Is it possible to renounce one''s self entirely at the age of two and twenty?
35977	Is it so hard for one who loves to write?
35977	Is not your soul ravished at so saving a command?
35977	Is this a state of reprobation?
35977	Is this discourse directed to my dear_ Abelard_?
35977	It is for you for_ Abelard_, that I have resolved to live; if you are ravished from me, what use can I make of my miserable days?
35977	Lucille( for that was her name) taking me aside one day, said, What do you intend, brother?
35977	Marriage has made such a correspondence lawful; and since you can, without giving the least scandal, satisfy me, why will you not?
35977	Might not a small temptation have changed you?
35977	Might not a young woman, at the noise of the flames, and the fall of Sodom, look back, and pity some one person?
35977	Must I renounce my vows?
35977	Must a weak mind fortify one that is so much superior?
35977	Must a wife draw on you that punishment which ought not to fall on any but an adulterous lover?
35977	My reputation had spread itself every where; and could a virtuous lady resist a man that had confounded all the learned of the age?
35977	Nor foes nor fortune take this pow''r away; And is my_ Abelard_ less kind than they?
35977	Or did you believe yourself a greater master to teach vice than virtue, or did you think it was more easy to persuade me to the first than the latter?
35977	Ought this to seem strange to you, who know how monasteries are filled now- a- days?
35977	Our life here is but a languishing death?
35977	Our present disgraces are sufficient to employ our thoughts continually, and shall we seek new arguments of grief in futurities?
35977	Remember what St._ Paul_ says,_ Art thou loosed from a wife?
35977	Shall the laws and customs which the gross and carnal world has invented hold us together more surely than the bonds of mutual affection?
35977	Shall this be the fruit of my meditations?
35977	Shall we have so little courage, and shall that uncertainty your heart labours with, of serving two masters, affect mine too?
35977	Sprung it from piety, or from despair?
35977	The wounds I have already received leave no room for new ones; why can not I urge thee to kill me?
35977	Then too, when Fate shall thy fair frame destroy?
35977	These tender names, can not they move you?
35977	Thou dost not give me any respite?
35977	Thus those songs will be sung in honour of other women which you designed only for me?
35977	Transform''d like these pale swarms that round me move, Of blest insensibles-- who know no love?
35977	Was it not the sole view of pleasure which engaged you to me?
35977	Was not your Treatise of Divinity condemned to be burnt?
35977	Were you not threatened with perpetual imprisonment?
35977	What a fool am I to tell you my dreams, who are sensible of these pleasures?
35977	What a haven of rest is this to a jealous mind?
35977	What a prodigy am I?
35977	What a storm was raised against you by the treacherous monks, when you did them the honour to be called their Brother?
35977	What abhorrence can I be said to have of my sins, if the objects of them are always amiable to me?
35977	What an injury shall I do the Church?
35977	What an odd fight will it be to see maids and scholars, desks and cradles, books and distaffs, pens and spindles, one among another?
35977	What answer can you make?
35977	What can not you induce a heart to, whose weakness you so perfectly know?
35977	What country, what city, has not desired your presence?
35977	What curse may I not justly fear, should I rob the world of so eminent a person as you are?
35977	What did I not say to stop your tears?
35977	What did not those two false prophets** accuse you of, who declaimed so severely against you before the Council of Sens?
35977	What doth thou say, wretched_ Heloise_?
35977	What efforts, what relapses, what agitations, do we undergo?
35977	What great advantages would philosophy give us over other men, if by studying it we could learn to govern our passions?
35977	What have I not suffered,_ Abelard_, while I kept alive in my retirement those fires which ruined me in the world?
35977	What have I to hope for after this loss of you?
35977	What means have I not used?
35977	What occasion had you to praise me?
35977	What occasion have I given him in the whole course of my life to admit the least suspicion?
35977	What powerful Deity, what hallow''d Shrine, Can save me from a love, a faith like thine?
35977	What progress might one make in the ways of virtue, who is not obliged to fight an enemy for every foot of ground?
35977	What recompense can I hope for?
35977	What right had a cruel uncle over us?
35977	What rivals did your gallantries of this kind occasion me?
35977	What scandals were vented on occasion of the name Paraclete given to your chapel?
35977	What would the world say should they read your letters as I do?
35977	When I am in this condition, why dost not thou, O Lord, pity my weakness, and strengthen me by thy grace?
35977	When I but think of this last separation; I feel all the pangs of death; what shall I be then, if I should see this dreadful hour?
35977	When I had settled her here, can you believe it,_ Philintus_?
35977	When love is liberty, and nature law, All then is full possessing and possess''d, No craving void left akeing in the breast?
35977	Where heav''nly- pensive Contemplation dwells, And ever- musing Melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in a Vestal''s veins?
35977	Where was I?
35977	Where was your_ Heloise_ then?
35977	Where, where was_ Eloisa_?
35977	Who does not know that it is for the glory of God to find no other foundation in man for his mercy than man''s very weakness?
35977	Why did you not deceive me for a while, rather than immediately abandon me?
35977	Why do you not deal after this manner with me?
35977	Why feels my heart its long- forgotten beat?
35977	Why provoke a jealous God by a blasphemy?
35977	Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
35977	Why should I conceal from you the secret of my call?
35977	Why should I only reap no advantage from your learning?
35977	Why should you use eloquence to reproach me for my flight, and for my silence?
35977	Why was I born to be the occasion of so tragical an accident?
35977	Will it not be more agreeable to me, said she, to see myself your mistress than your wife?
35977	Will she not be a woman?
35977	Will the tears I shed be sufficient to render it odious to me?
35977	Will you have the cruelty to abandon me?
35977	Will you marry her then?
35977	With what ease did you compose verses?
35977	Would I its soft, its tend''rest sense controul?
35977	Would I, thus touch''d, this glowing heart refine, To the cold substance of this marble shrine?
35977	Would you destroy my piety in its infant- state?
35977	Would you have me forsake the convent into which I am but newly entered?
35977	Would you have me stifle the inspirations of the Holy Ghost?
35977	Ye holy mansions, ye impenetrable retreats, from what numberless apprehensions have you freed me?
35977	You are no longer of the world; you have renounced it; I am a Religious, devoted to solitude; shall we make no advantage of our condition?
35977	You can not but remember,( for what do not lovers remember?)
35977	You have quitted the world, and what object was worthy to detain you there?
35977	You may adore all this if you please; but not to flatter you, what is beauty but a flower, which may be blasted by the least fit of sickness?
35977	You tell me, that it is for me you live under that veil which covers you; why do you profane your vocation with such words?
35977	_ Job_ had no enemy more cruel than his wife: what temptations did he not bear?
35977	and do you not wish you could like Magdalen, wash our Saviour''s feet with your tears?
35977	and has not my tenderness, by leaving you nothing to wish for, extinguished your desires?
35977	and how could you describe them to me?
35977	and how long are we tossed in this confusion, unable to exert our reason, to possess our souls, or to rule our affections?
35977	and how was I surprised to find the whole letter filled with a particular and melancholy account of our misfortunes?
35977	and what a shame and disparagement will it be to you, whom Nature has fitted for the public good, to devote yourself entirely to a wife?
35977	and why?
35977	and will not love have more power than marriage to keep our hearts firmly united?
35977	and, when we have once drank of the cup of sinners, is it with such difficulty that we take the chalice of saints?
35977	are you deaf to his voice?
35977	are you insensible to words so full of kindness?
35977	art thou still the same?
35977	at an age which claims the most absolute liberty, could you think the world no longer worthy of your regard?
35977	but how humbled ought we to be when we can not master them?
35977	can I never free myself from those chains which bind me to him?
35977	can my feeble reason resist such powerful assaults?
35977	can we dare to offend thee?
35977	canst thou view that majestic air of_ Abelard_ without entertaining a jealousy of every one that sees so charming a man?
35977	do my words give you any relish for penitence?
35977	do you acquaint me with a thing so certain to afflict me?
35977	do you doubt?
35977	do you entertain her with the same language as formerly when Fulbert committed her to your care?
35977	does not the love of_ Heloise_ still burn in my heart_?_ I have not yet triumphed over that happy passion.
35977	dost thou know what thou desirest?
35977	for what hast thou to dread?
35977	hast thou not persecuted me enough?
35977	have I not yet triumphed over my love?
35977	have you not remorse for your wanderings?
35977	how does she appear to you?
35977	how far are we from such a happy temper?
35977	how much shall I disoblige the learned?
35977	how was it possible I should not be certain of your merit?
35977	how will it be possible for thee to keep thy reason at the sight of so amiable a man?
35977	in what temper did you conceive these mournful ideas?
35977	must we aggravate our sorrows?
35977	my memory is perpetually filled with bitter remembrances of past evils, and are there more to be feared still?
35977	one that practices all those virtues he teaches?
35977	or St. Austin, and explain to me the nature of grace?
35977	or Tertullian, and preach mortification?
35977	or are these the consequences of a long drunkenness in profane love?
35977	or dost thou fear, amidst the numerous torments thou heapest on me, dost thou fear that such a stroke would deliver me from all?
35977	or how bear up against my grief?
35977	or that any length of time can obliterate the memory we have here of your benefits?
35977	pursued I, dost thou not almost despair for having rioted in such false pleasure?
35977	shall I never have the pleasure of embracing you before death?
35977	shall I, to soothe you dry up those tears which the evil spirit makes you shed?
35977	shall my_ Abelard_ be never mentioned without tears?
35977	shall thy dear name be never spoken but with sighs?
35977	shall_ Abelard_ always possess my thoughts?
35977	that mouth, which can not be looked upon without desire?
35977	what are you to love?
35977	what can I then hope for?
35977	what can confine me to earth when Death shall have taken away from me all that was dear upon it?
35977	what desires will it not excite in thy soul?
35977	what disturbance did it occasion?
35977	what folly is it to talk at this rate?
35977	what lamentations should I make, if Heaven, by a cruel pity, should preserve me till that moment?
35977	what means this most cruel and unjust distinction?
35977	what other rival could take me from you?
35977	when you awake are you pleased or sorry?
35977	where is that happy time fled?
35977	whither does the excess of passion hurry me?
35977	why did you place the name of_ Heloise_ before that of_ Abelard_?
35977	will you hasten it?