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identifier	question
20113	So away they went with a hop and a bound, And they hopped the whole world three times round; And who so happy,--O who, As the Duck and the Kangaroo?
20113	[ Illustration]"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?"
20113	too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?"
13648	Do you not know who is the writer of it?
13648	Is it you?"
13648	[ Illustration] There was a young lady in blue, Who said,"Is it you?
13648	[ Illustration] There was an old Man in a Garden, Who always begged every one''s pardon; When they asked him,"What for?"
13648	[ Illustration] There was an old man of Toulouse Who purchased a new pair of shoes; When they asked,"Are they pleasant?"
13648	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Deal, Who in walking used only his heel; When they said,"Tell us why?"
13648	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Loo, Who said,"What on earth shall I do?"
13648	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Ware, Who rode on the back of a bear; When they ask''d,"Does it trot?"
13646	When they said,"Is it small?"
13646	Will_ nobody_ answer this bell?
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Hull, Who was chased by a virulent Bull; But she seized on a spade, and called out,"Who''s afraid?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Norway, Who casually sat in a doorway; When the door squeezed her flat, she exclaimed,"What of that?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer: When they said,"Are you dumb?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said,"Are these caps?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said,"Does it buzz?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man of the West, Who wore a pale plum- colored vest; When they said,"Does it fit?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man who said,"How Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Burton, Whose answers were rather uncertain; When they said,"How d''ye do?"
13646	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Gretna, Who rushed down the crater of Etna; When they said,"Is it hot?"
13646	he answered"What matter?"
13646	he replied,"Who are you?"
34906	Ai n''t you pleased with my song?
34906	Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?
34906	Must you needs be so cruel, you beautiful Broom,Because you are covered with paint?
34906	Sitting where the pumpkins grow,Will you come and be my wife?"
34906	That you do n''t care about me a pin? 34906 Will you please to go away?
34906	So away they went with a hop and a bound, And they hopped the whole world three times round; And who so happy,--O who, As the Duck and the Kangaroo?
34906	too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?"
34906	why do n''t you heed my complaint?
982	He replied,"Who are you?"
982	There was a Young Lady of Norway, Who casually sat in a doorway; When the door squeezed her flat, She exclaimed,"What of that?"
982	There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer; When they said,"Are you dumb?"
982	There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said,"Are these caps?"
982	There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said,"Does it buzz?"
982	There was an Old Man of Aosta, Who possessed a large Cow, but he lost her; But they said,"Do n''t you see, She has rushed up a tree?
982	There was an Old Man of the West, Who wore a pale plum- coloured vest; When they said,"Does it fit?"
982	There was an Old Man who said,"How,-- Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?
982	There was an Old Person of Gretna, Who rushed down the crater of Etna; When they said,"Is it hot?"
982	There was an Old Person of Hurst, Who drank when he was not athirst; When they said,"You''ll grow fatter,"He answered,"What matter?"
982	There was an old Man of th''Abruzzi, So blind that he could n''t his foot see; When they said,"That''s your toe,"He replied,"Is it so?"
982	There was an old Person of Burton, Whose answers were rather uncertain; When they said,"How d''ye do?"
982	When they said--"Is it small?"
982	Will NOBODY answer this bell?
13647	But, if we may take the liberty of inquiring, on what do you chiefly subsist?
13647	Can we be of any service to you, O crusty Crabbies?
13647	Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?
13647	Do n''t you think we could ride without being instructed, Without any saddle or bridle or spur? 13647 Ai n''t you pleased with my song?
13647	Do you think we are able?"
13647	Eggsy- any, Little hen?
13647	Floppy Fly,"Why do you never come to court?
13647	I''ve as many legs as you: Why ca n''t we walk on two?"
13647	Must you needs be so cruel, you beautiful Broom, Because you are covered with paint?
13647	On which Violet, who was perfectly acquainted with the art of mitten- making, said to the Crabs,"Do your claws unscrew, or are they fixtures?"
13647	Ought she not to wear a bonnet?''
13647	Shall we go?
13647	Shall we try?
13647	So they called out,"Is that a mouse?"
13647	Why do you never go at all?
13647	is it because I''m so thin, And my legs are so long,--ding- a- dong, ding- a- dong!-- That you do n''t care about me a pin?
13647	let us be married; too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?"
13647	who, As the Duck and the Kangaroo?
13647	why do n''t you heed my complaint?
13647	wo n''t they be soon upset, you know?
13649	Suppose we should fall down flumpetty, Just like pieces of stone, On to the thorns, or into the moat, What would become of your new green coat? 13649 And might you not break a bone? 13649 And what can we expect if we have n''t any dinner, But to lose our teeth and eyelashes and keep on growing thinner?
13649	At night if he suddenly screams and wakes, Do they bring him only a few small cakes, or a LOT, For the Akond of Swat?
13649	But there came to the Crumpetty Tree Mr. and Mrs. Canary; And they said,"Did ever you see Any spot so charmingly airy?
13649	Can he write a letter concisely clear Without a speck or a smudge or smear or BLOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Discobbolos?"
13649	Do his people like him extremely well?
13649	Do his people prig in the lanes or park?
13649	Does he beat his wife with a gold- topped pipe, When she lets the gooseberries grow too ripe, or ROT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he drink his soup and his coffee cold, or HOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he drink small beer from a silver jug?
13649	Does he like his shawl to be marked with a stripe, or a DOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he like new cream, and hate mince- pies?
13649	Does he like to lie on his back in a boat Like the lady who lived in that isle remote, SHALLOTT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he like to sit by the calm blue wave?
13649	Does he live on turnips, tea, or tripe?
13649	Does he sail about on an inland lake, in a YACHT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he sing or whistle, jabber or talk, And when riding abroad does he gallop or walk, or TROT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he sit on a stool or a sofa or chair, or SQUAT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he sleep on a mattress, a bed, or a mat, or a COT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Does he study the wants of his own dominion?
13649	Does he teach his subjects to roast and bake?
13649	Does he wear a turban, a fez, or a hat?
13649	Does he wear a white tie when he dines with friends, And tie it neat in a bow with ends, or a KNOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	For we''ve nothing in the house, Save a tiny slice of lemon and a teaspoonful of honey, And what to do for dinner-- since we have n''t any money?
13649	If he catches them then, either old or young, Does he have them chopped in pieces or hung, or_ shot_, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Is he quiet, or always making a fuss?
13649	Is he tall or short, or dark or fair?
13649	Is he wise or foolish, young or old?
13649	Is his steward a Swiss or a Swede or a Russ, or a SCOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?
13649	Or a bowl?
13649	Or do they, whenever they can, rebel, or PLOT, At the Akond of Swat?
13649	Or does n''t he care for public opinion a JOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Or even at times, when days are dark, GAROTTE?
13649	Or to sleep and snore in a dark green cave, or a GROTT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Sitting where the pumpkins blow, Will you come and be my wife?"
13649	To amuse his mind do his people show him Pictures, or any one''s last new poem, or WHAT, For the Akond of Swat?
13649	When he looks at the sun does he wink his eyes, or NOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	When he writes a copy in round- hand size, Does he cross his T''s and finish his I''s with a DOT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	Who, or why, or which, or_ what_, Is the Akond of SWAT?
13649	Why do n''t you fly by day?"
13649	Will you please to go away?
13649	or a POT, The Akond of Swat?
13649	or a cup?
13649	or a glass?
13649	or a mug?
13650	But, if we may take the liberty of inquiring, on what do you chiefly subsist?
13650	Can we be of any service to you, O crusty Crabbies?
13650	Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?
13650	Do n''t you think we could ride without being instructed, Without any saddle or bridle or spur? 13650 Do you not know who is the writer of it?"
13650	Suppose we should fall down flumpetty, Just like pieces of stone, On to the thorns, or into the moat, What would become of your new green coat? 13650 Ai n''t you pleased with my song?
13650	And might you not break a bone?
13650	And what can we expect if we have n''t any dinner, But to lose our teeth and eyelashes and keep on growing thinner?"
13650	At night if he suddenly screams and wakes, Do they bring him only a few small cakes, or a LOT, For the Akond of Swat?
13650	But there came to the Crumpetty Tree Mr. and Mrs. Canary; And they said,"Did ever you see Any spot so charmingly airy?
13650	Can he write a letter concisely clear Without a speck or a smudge or smear or BLOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Discobbolos?"
13650	Do his people like him extremely well?
13650	Do his people prig in the lanes or park?
13650	Do you think we are able?"
13650	Does he beat his wife with a gold- topped pipe, When she lets the gooseberries grow too ripe, or ROT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he drink his soup and his coffee cold, or HOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he drink small beer from a silver jug?
13650	Does he like his shawl to be marked with a stripe, or a DOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he like new cream, and hate mince- pies?
13650	Does he like to lie on his back in a boat Like the lady who lived in that isle remote, SHALLOTT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he like to sit by the calm blue wave?
13650	Does he live on turnips, tea, or tripe?
13650	Does he sail about on an inland lake, in a YACHT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he sing or whistle, jabber or talk, And when riding abroad does he gallop or walk, or TROT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he sit on a stool or a sofa or chair, or SQUAT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he sleep on a mattress, a bed, or a mat, or a COT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Does he study the wants of his own dominion?
13650	Does he teach his subjects to roast and bake?
13650	Does he wear a turban, a fez, or a hat?
13650	Does he wear a white tie when he dines with friends, And tie it neat in a bow with ends, or a KNOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Eggsy- any, Little hen?
13650	Floppy Fly,"Why do you never come to court?
13650	For we''ve nothing in the house, Save a tiny slice of lemon and a teaspoonful of honey, And what to do for dinner-- since we have n''t any money?
13650	I''ve as many legs as you: Why ca n''t we walk on two?"
13650	If he catches them then, either old or young, Does he have them chopped in pieces or hung, or_ shot_, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Is he quiet, or always making a fuss?
13650	Is he tall or short, or dark or fair?
13650	Is he wise or foolish, young or old?
13650	Is his steward a Swiss or a Swede or a Russ, or a SCOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Is it you?"
13650	May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?
13650	Must you needs be so cruel, you beautiful Broom, Because you are covered with paint?
13650	On which Violet, who was perfectly acquainted with the art of mitten- making, said to the Crabs,"Do your claws unscrew, or are they fixtures?"
13650	Or a bowl?
13650	Or do they, whenever they can, rebel, or PLOT, At the Akond of Swat?
13650	Or does n''t he care for public opinion a JOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Or even at times, when days are dark, GAROTTE?
13650	Or to sleep and snore in a dark green cave, or a GROTT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	Ought she not to wear a bonnet?''
13650	Shall we go?
13650	Shall we try?
13650	Sitting where the pumpkins blow, Will you come and be my wife?"
13650	So they called out,"Is that a mouse?"
13650	To amuse his mind do his people show him Pictures, or any one''s last new poem, or WHAT, For the Akond of Swat?
13650	What bearing may we assume the foregoing couplet to have upon Mr. Lear''s political views?
13650	When he looks at the sun does he wink his eyes, or NOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	When he writes a copy in round- hand size, Does he cross his T''s and finish his I''s with a DOT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	When they asked,''Does it hurt?''
13650	When they said,"Is it small?"
13650	Who, or why, or which, or_ what_, Is the Akond of SWAT?
13650	Why do n''t you fly by day?"
13650	Why do you never go at all?
13650	Will you please to go away?
13650	Will_ nobody_ answer this bell?
13650	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Hull, Who was chased by a virulent Bull; But she seized on a spade, and called out,"Who''s afraid?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Norway, Who casually sat in a doorway; When the door squeezed her flat, she exclaimed,"What of that?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was a Young Lady of Parma, Whose conduct grew calmer and calmer: When they said,"Are you dumb?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was a young lady in blue, Who said,"Is it you?
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Lady of Prague, Whose language was horribly vague; When they said,"Are these caps?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man in a tree, Who was horribly bored by a Bee; When they said,"Does it buzz?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man of the West, Who wore a pale plum- colored vest; When they said,"Does it fit?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Man who said,"How Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Burton, Whose answers were rather uncertain; When they said,"How d''ye do?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an Old Person of Gretna, Who rushed down the crater of Etna; When they said,"Is it hot?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an old Man in a Garden, Who always begged every one''s pardon; When they asked him,"What for?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an old man of Toulouse Who purchased a new pair of shoes; When they asked,"Are they pleasant?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Deal, Who in walking used only his heel; When they said,"Tell us why?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Loo, Who said,"What on earth shall I do?"
13650	[ Illustration] There was an old person of Ware, Who rode on the back of a bear; When they ask''d,"Does it trot?"
13650	he answered"What matter?"
13650	he replied,"Who are you?"
13650	is it because I''m so thin, And my legs are so long,--ding- a- dong, ding- a- dong!-- That you do n''t care about me a pin?
13650	let us be married; too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?"
13650	or a POT, The Akond of Swat?
13650	or a cup?
13650	or a glass?
13650	or a mug?
13650	who, As the Duck and the Kangaroo?
13650	why do n''t you heed my complaint?
13650	wo n''t they be soon upset, you know?
33582	Am I sitting still?
33582	And did you really walk,said I,"On such a wretched night?
33582	And didna ye get the letter, Ladye, Tied wi''a silken string, Whilk I sent to thee frae the far countrie, A message of love to bring?
33582	And didna ye get the locks, the locks, The locks o''my ain black hair, Whilk I sent by post, whilk I sent by box, Whilk I sent by the carrier?
33582	And dinna ye ken your lover agen, Sae well that loveth thee?
33582	And hear dumb shrieks that fill the air; See mouths that gape, and eyes that stare And redden in the dusky glare? 33582 And hear the sounds he knew of yore, Old shufflings on the sanded floor, Old knuckles tapping at the door?
33582	And what is a Sensation, Grandfather, tell me, pray? 33582 And will it do, O will it do To take them in a lump-- As''the wild man went his weary way To a strange and lonely pump''?"
33582	And would you be a poet Before you''ve been to school? 33582 Canst thou desire or pie or puff?
33582	Consult them? 33582 Do n''t they consult the''Victims,''though?"
33582	For instance, if I wished, Sir, Of mutton- pies to tell, Should I say''dreams of fleecy flocks Pent in a wheaten cell''?
33582	Have I slept? 33582 How came you here,"I said,"and why?
33582	In fact, I doubt If it was worth his while to go-- And who is Tibbs, I''d like to know, To make such work about? 33582 Is my face enough in profile?
33582	It''s not in Nursery Rhymes? 33582 My proper name Is Tibbets--""Tibbets?"
33582	O didna ye get the rings, Ladye, The rings o''the gowd sae fine? 33582 Of course it worries you a bit To come so far on foot-- But how was_ I_ to blame for it?"
33582	Perhaps,he added,"to_ your_ ear That sounds an easy thing?
33582	Say, can thy noble spirit stoop To join the gormandising troop Who find a solace in the soup? 33582 Shall Man be Man?
33582	Shall he, grown gray among his peers, Through the thick curtain of his tears Catch glimpses of his earlier years,[ Illustration:SHALL MAN BE MAN?"]
33582	Sisters and brothers, little Maid? 33582 The meadows breathing amber light, The darkness toppling from the height, The feathery train of granite Night?
33582	To trimwas not a phrase I could Remember having heard:"Perhaps,"I said,"you''ll be so good As tell me what is understood Exactly by that word?"
33582	What boots it? 33582 What may I offer you?"
33582	What''s the good of Mercator''s North Poles and Equators, Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?
33582	Who can have patience with a man That''s got no more discretion than An idiotic goose? 33582 Who''s the Knight- Mayor?"
33582	Why could n''t you have told me so Three quarters of an hour ago, You prince of all the asses? 33582 ***** Five_ passé_ girls-- Their age? 33582 ***** Yet what are all such gaieties to me Whose thoughts are full of indices and surds? 33582 AND REASON? 33582 AND REASON? 33582 AND REASON? 33582 And can not friends be firm and fast, And yet bear parting? 33582 And can not pleasures, while they last, Be actual unless, when past, They leave us shuddering and aghast, With anguish smarting? 33582 And dost thou now doubt Truth to be a liar? 33582 And how wad I ken ye loved me, Sir? 33582 And may I ask you for Another drop of gravy?
33582	And shall he miss Of other thoughts no thought but this, Harmonious dews of sober bliss?
33582	And she"Yea so?
33582	And think you that I should be dumb, And full_ dolorum omnium_, Excepting when_ you_ choose to come And share my dinner?
33582	And when at Eve the unpitying sun Smiled grimly on the solemn fun,"Alack,"he sighed,"what_ have_ I done?"
33582	And wilt thou die, that hast forgot to smile?
33582	At other times be sour and glum And daily thinner?
33582	But what''s the use?"
33582	But when she asked him"Wherefore so?"
33582	By day a lonely shadow creep, At night- time languish, Oft raising in his broken sleep The moan of anguish?
33582	Fayre Syr, how deemest thou of yt?
33582	Five dashing girls, the youngest Twenty- one: But, if nobody proposes, what is there to be done?
33582	He said"A flutter of alarm Is not unnatural, is it?
33582	Her voice was very full and rich, And, when at length she asked him"Which?"
33582	Here I broke in--"Inspector who?
33582	How much are they a dozen?"
33582	How shall I write in rhyme?
33582	I have a saddel--"Say''st thou soe?
33582	If so, why not?
33582	Is not Love at its deepest?
33582	Is not he bound to thee, as thou to him, By vows, unwhispered here, yet heard above?
33582	Is that queer_ thing_ supposed to burn?
33582	It_ may_ mean much, but how is one to know?
33582	Must he then only live to weep, Who''d prove his friendship true and deep?
33582	My Whole?
33582	Or can I have been drinking?"
33582	Out spake the boy in buttons( I ween he wasna thin),"Now wha will tae the parlour gae, And stay this deadlie din?"
33582	Pray, how did they contrive to know So quickly that''the place was low,''And that I''kept bad wine''?"
33582	Pray, why are all the cruets placed Where nobody can reach them?
33582	RHYME?
33582	RHYME?
33582	RHYME?
33582	Shall I hold the bouquet higher?
33582	Shall his fevered eye Through towering nothingness descry The grisly phantom hurry by?
33582	Shall we squander Life''s prime, While thou waitest and weepest?
33582	Supposing that, when Pistol uttered the well- known words--"Under which king, Bezonian?
33582	The hour is surely past That should have warned us with its double- knock?
33582	The twilight wanes, and morning comes at last--"Oh, Uncle, what''s o''clock?"
33582	Tortured, unaided, and alone, Thunders were silence to his groan, Bagpipes sweet music to its tone:"What?
33582	What boots it?
33582	What on earth was the helmsman to do?
33582	Whence comes this spectre grim, Parting, like Death''s cold river, souls that love?
33582	Where have you been by it most annoyed?
33582	Who invented those spades of wood?
33582	Who was it cut them out of the tree?
33582	Why did n''t you enquire my name The very minute that you came?"
33582	Why not endure, expecting more?"
33582	Will it come into the picture?"
33582	Wyth styrruppes, Knyghte, to boote?"
33582	Yet wherefore cease?
33582	[ Illustration:"AND TIBBS WILL HAVE THE BEST OF IT"]''_ And art thou gone, beloved Ghost?
33582	[ Illustration]"And how wad I ken ye loved me, Sir, That have been sae lang away?
33582	[ Illustration]"How shall I be a poet?
33582	[ Illustration]"What''s this?"
33582	[ Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous to her sister- art Music?
33582	all agree To praise J. Jones, Esquire: I ask them what on earth they see About him to admire?
33582	and"Whence?"