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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19463 | Does an author,said"The New Yorker"in February,( p. 182) 1837,"subject himself to personal criticism by submitting a work to the public? |
19463 | Have you read the American novels? |
19463 | Were we ever unjust to Cooper? |
7876 | And why should it, when its purposes might be better served in another spot? |
7876 | But now the surgeon put his mouth down to the man''s face and said,"Do you know that you are dying?" |
7876 | How do you do? |
7876 | On board the Rock Ferry steamer, a gentleman coming into the cabin, a voice addresses him from a dark corner,"How do you do, sir?" |
7876 | The good woman either could not or would not speak a word of English, only laughing when S----- said,"Dim Sassenach?" |
7876 | What is there to beautify us when our time of ruin comes? |
7876 | When we quit a house, we are expected to make it clean for the next occupant; why ought we not to leave a clean world for the next generation? |
7876 | Why did Christ curse the fig- tree? |
7876 | are you all Saas''uach?" |
18566 | Had Goodman Brown fallen asleep in the forest and only dreamed a wild dream of witch- meeting? 18566 What would a man do if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude?" |
18566 | ''But wherewith shall I defend myself? |
18566 | ''What is he?'' |
18566 | ...''Yes,''I told her;''but where would be my repose when they were always to be judging whether I was worth it or not?.... |
18566 | And was this the man? |
18566 | What kind of a business in life, what manner of glorifying God, or being serviceable to mankind in his day and generation, may that be? |
18566 | who rides yonder?''" |
7879 | And his second duty? |
7879 | A beautiful feature of the scene to- day, as the preceding day, were the vines growing on fig- trees(?) |
7879 | After emerging from the gate, we soon came to the little Church of"Domine, quo vadis?" |
7879 | Could not all that sanctity at least keep it thawed? |
7879 | Did anybody ever see Washington nude? |
7879 | How came that flower to grow among these wild mountains? |
7879 | We heard Gaetano once say a good thing to a swarm of beggar- children, who were infesting us,"Are your fathers all dead?" |
7879 | What would he do with Washington, the most decorous and respectable personage that ever went ceremoniously through the realities of life? |
7880 | Yes,said he,"did you know who drew them?" |
7880 | But how does this accord with what I have been saying only a minute ago? |
7880 | Does his spirit manifest itself in the semblance of flame? |
7880 | Has a man a flame inside of his head? |
7880 | Have I spoken of the sumptuous carving of the capitals of the columns? |
7880 | How then can the decayed picture of a great master ever be restored by the touches of an inferior hand? |
7880 | I somewhat question whether it is quite the thing, however, to make a genuine woman out of an allegory we ask, Who is to we d this lovely virgin? |
7880 | Is there such a rural class in Italy? |
7880 | What shall we do in America? |
7880 | Where should the light come from? |
7880 | You feel as if the Saviour were deserted, both in heaven and earth; the despair is in him which made him say,"My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" |
7877 | Do all your ideas forsake you? |
7877 | Do you wish the floor to open and swallow you? |
7877 | Does your voice frighten you? |
7877 | Six feet,did I say? |
7877 | But again, do I really believe it? |
7877 | But how can anything characteristic be said or done among a dozen people sitting at table in full dress? |
7877 | Do I believe in these wonders? |
7877 | He looked after him, and exclaimed indignantly,"Is that a Yankee?" |
7877 | If these aerolites are bits of other planets, how happen they to be always iron? |
7877 | Of course; for how is it possible to doubt either the solemn word or the sober observation of a learned and sensible man like Dr.------? |
7877 | Whence could it have come? |
40529 | Ah, who shall lift that wand of magic power, And the lost clue regain? 40529 Are you''decapitated?''" |
40529 | But what are we to do for bread and rice, next week? |
40529 | What is the matter, then? |
40529 | ''Wo n''t you come along?'' |
40529 | Are you fond of brandy? |
40529 | Did you feel shy about expressing an unfavorable opinion? |
40529 | Horse, how are you to- day?'' |
40529 | How would you like some day to see a whole shelf full of books written by your son, with''Hathorne''s Works''printed on the backs?" |
40529 | I jumped up and said:''How do you feel, old fellow; any better?'' |
40529 | Richard Davenport||(?) |
40529 | So you are in great danger of having one learned man in your family.... Shall you want me to be a Minister, Doctor, or Lawyer? |
40529 | Then, quickly stepping into the entry with a roll of manuscript in his hands, he said:''How in Heaven''s name did you know this thing was here? |
40529 | What is to be done?" |
7301 | Do you now perceive a corresponding difference,inquired I,"between the passages which you wrote so coldly, and those fervid flashes of the mind?" |
7301 | ''Who would risk publishing a book for_ me_, the most unpopular writer in America?'' |
7301 | Am I to bear all this, when yonder fire will insure me from the whole? |
7301 | And if better for you, is it not so for me likewise? |
7301 | Did Hester love her lover, and he love her, through those seven years in silence? |
7301 | Did either of them ever repent their passion for its own sake? |
7301 | Had either of them ever repented, though one was a coward and the other a condemned and public criminal before the law, and both had suffered? |
7301 | Hast thou forgotten it?" |
7301 | Is it a praiseworthy matter that I have spent five golden months in providing food for cows and horses? |
7301 | Then quickly stepping into the entry with a roll of manuscript in his hands, he said:''How, in Heaven''s name, did you know this thing was there? |
7301 | This was Hawthorne''s life; was it after all so valueless? |
7301 | What do you think of my becoming an author, and relying for support upon my pen? |
7301 | You have no family dependent upon you, and why should you''borrow trouble''? |
7881 | And his second duty? |
7881 | Yes,said he,"did you know who drew them?" |
7881 | A beautiful feature of the scene to- day, as the preceding day, were the vines growing on fig- trees(?) |
7881 | After emerging from the gate, we soon came to the little Church of"Domine, quo vadis?" |
7881 | But how does this accord with what I have been saying only a minute ago? |
7881 | Could not all that sanctity at least keep it thawed? |
7881 | Did anybody ever see Washington nude? |
7881 | Does his spirit manifest itself in the semblance of flame? |
7881 | Has a man a flame inside of his head? |
7881 | Have I spoken of the sumptuous carving of the capitals of the columns? |
7881 | How came that flower to grow among these wild mountains? |
7881 | How then can the decayed picture of a great master ever be restored by the touches of an inferior hand? |
7881 | I somewhat question whether it is quite the thing, however, to make a genuine woman out of an allegory we ask, Who is to we d this lovely virgin? |
7881 | Is there such a rural class in Italy? |
7881 | We heard Gaetano once say a good thing to a swarm of beggar- children, who were infesting us,"Are your fathers all dead?" |
7881 | What shall we do in America? |
7881 | What would he do with Washington, the most decorous and respectable personage that ever went ceremoniously through the realities of life? |
7881 | Where should the light come from? |
7881 | You feel as if the Saviour were deserted, both in heaven and earth; the despair is in him which made him say,"My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" |
7878 | Do all your ideas forsake you? |
7878 | Do you wish the floor to open and swallow you? |
7878 | Does your voice frighten you? |
7878 | Six feet,did I say? |
7878 | And why should it, when its purposes might be better served in another spot? |
7878 | But again, do I really believe it? |
7878 | But how can anything characteristic be said or done among a dozen people sitting at table in full dress? |
7878 | But now the surgeon put his mouth down to the man''s face and said,"Do you know that you are dying?" |
7878 | Do I believe in these wonders? |
7878 | He looked after him, and exclaimed indignantly,"Is that a Yankee?" |
7878 | How do you do? |
7878 | If these aerolites are bits of other planets, how happen they to be always iron? |
7878 | Of course; for how is it possible to doubt either the solemn word or the sober observation of a learned and sensible man like Dr.------? |
7878 | On board the Rock Ferry steamer, a gentleman coming into the cabin, a voice addresses him from a dark corner,"How do you do, sir?" |
7878 | The good woman either could not or would not speak a word of English, only laughing when S----- said,"Dim Sassenach?" |
7878 | What is there to beautify us when our time of ruin comes? |
7878 | When we quit a house, we are expected to make it clean for the next occupant; why ought we not to leave a clean world for the next generation? |
7878 | Whence could it have come? |
7878 | Why did Christ curse the fig- tree? |
7878 | are you all Saas''uach?" |
13155 | Have you heard Jenny Lind? |
13155 | How do you like Jenny Lind? |
13155 | ''Ca n''t you remember three- four- five?'' |
13155 | ''Who is he?'' |
13155 | ''Who?'' |
13155 | But whenever am I to see you?" |
13155 | Cooper; do you not know Mr. Cooper? |
13155 | Even little Paul was oppressed with the vastness of the place, for he clung close to my side and kept murmuring,''What is this? |
13155 | Have you read it? |
13155 | He asked in French,''Is it Mr. Cooper that I have the honor to see?'' |
13155 | Is this a church?'' |
13155 | It was"easy to make the hostess understand that we_ wished_ to eat,--but_ what_ would we eat? |
13155 | Or from some shining star? |
13155 | Pat came to the window and with great confidence called out,''Is there any letter for Commodore Brickbat?'' |
13155 | So it came about that"Natty, the lover,"stepped into these pages-- Natty,"so simple, so tender, so noble and true-- what shall be said of him? |
13155 | Then his wife-- whom the poet called his inspiration-- exclaimed,"Why, Selim, would n''t that be a pretty subject for a poem?" |
13155 | What cheer, what cheer?'' |
13155 | What is this? |
13155 | What stories might it not tell of the attractive originals? |
13155 | When I met him in the street in winter he often said:''Well, Thomas, what are you driving at?'' |
13155 | from the moon? |
12563 | Her secret? |
12563 | And what can a critic say of such blatant nonsense as arises from the frenzy of propaganda in_ Ramsey Milholland_? |
12563 | Did not Indianapolis publish_ When Knighthood Was in Flower_ and_ Alice of Old Vincennes_? |
12563 | Does the course of human life not singularly resemble the dance of puppets in the hands of a Supreme Romancer? |
12563 | How can any one take refuge in irony when agony is always abroad, biting and rending? |
12563 | How can any one talk of the long ages of human progress when a child may starve to death in a few days? |
12563 | How could there be when green girls were the sole heroines and censors? |
12563 | How in this flickering universe shall man claim for himself the honors of any important antiquity or any important destiny? |
12563 | How, then, may any one declare that romance has become antiquated or can ever cease to be indispensable to mortal character and mortal interest? |
12563 | Is it by virtue of a literary descent from the New England school that Miss Cather depends so frequently upon women as protagonists? |
12563 | Is it the scholar in him, or the New Englander, or the moralist which has compelled him to count the moral cost of material expansion? |
12563 | Is not_ The Crossing_--to take specific illustrations-- connected with the same central cycle as_ The Winning of the West_? |
12563 | Is this merely a return to their villages, merely domestic sentimentalism in a lovely guise? |
12563 | Poor and naked as this aspiring ape must seem to the eye of reason, asks Mr. Cabell, is there not something magnificent about his imaginings? |
12563 | What opportunity has a free, wilful passion in the tight world Mrs. Wharton prefers to represent? |
12563 | What, in this vast accident, does human dignity amount to? |
12563 | When its elders have let the world fall into chaos, why, youth questions, should it trust their counsels any longer? |
12563 | Where does the wind come from? |
12563 | Where now were the mild decencies of Tiverton, of Old Chester, of Friendship Village? |
12563 | Why does he drift with the sentimental tide and make propaganda for provincial complacency? |
12563 | Why then does he continue to trifle with his thread- bare adolescents, as if he were afraid to write candidly about his coevals? |
12563 | Will his wisdom ever catch up with his passion and his observation? |
6982 | And was this the sword? |
6982 | Are you little Hubert Thompson? |
6982 | Can anything be the matter with pussy? |
6982 | DEAR SIR,--May I beg of you in any future edition of the Life of your father to leave out your passage upon my husband and spiritualism? 6982 Do I understand you to say, Mr. Hawthorne, that you actually use tobacco?" |
6982 | Do you mean to say,demanded the latter,"that you passed the Lightning?" |
6982 | How do you do? |
6982 | How many gardeners have you got? |
6982 | Pray, mamma, why does the sun rise in the east instead of in the west? |
6982 | Pray, papa, why was King Alfred called''The Good''? |
6982 | And once--"How are you?" |
6982 | And what has become of the wayside inns, and what of the vetturinos? |
6982 | Are there any other Borghese Gardens to come for me in the future, I wonder? |
6982 | But the builder, and the grapes-- where were they? |
6982 | Death had been rampant during the night; but what could be the cause? |
6982 | Did the gift cost him nothing? |
6982 | How would you"improve"your time? |
6982 | If you were put down in the Garden of Eden, and told that you might stay there an hour and no more, what would you do? |
6982 | Is history written in this way? |
6982 | It is easy to compliment a friend upon his children, but how many of us will allow themselves to be caught and utilized by them in this fashion? |
6982 | It was a massive tree before the Domesday Book was begun; Chaucer would not be heard of for four hundred years to come; and where was Shakespeare? |
6982 | Later I took occasion to ask Bennoch the secret of his mirth; was the tale a fiction? |
6982 | Oh, Byron, were you an Esquimau? |
6982 | The hand that rests on her knee-- should the forefinger and thumb meet or be separated? |
6982 | VII Life in Rock Park-- Inconvenient independence of lodgings-- The average man--"How many gardeners have you got?" |
6982 | Was I related to the great Hawthorne? |
6982 | Was it more beautiful or not? |
6982 | What more could be asked? |
6982 | What was left them in life? |
6982 | What was suspected of America? |
6982 | What was to be done? |
6982 | What was to be the outcome? |
6982 | What were legs of a triangle, and how, if there were any, could they be square? |
6982 | What would one better do in such circumstances? |
6982 | Where are Cheops, and the hanging gardens of Babylon? |
6982 | Where will the world be when it comes again? |
6982 | Which are the happiest years of a man''s life? |
6982 | Who was Mrs. Blodgett? |
6982 | Who would not have run upon such an announcement? |
6982 | Who would not live in Florence if he could? |
6982 | Who, then, was he? |
6982 | Would we ever again behold the upper world and the sky? |
6982 | Would you make sure of all these set sights in order that you might reply satisfactorily to the cloud of interviewers awaiting you outside the Garden? |
8530 | But why do you fight with him so often? |
8530 | Does the Pond look the same as when I was there? 8530 How came you out here?" |
8530 | Is there no holier, happier land Among those distant spheres, Where we may meet that shadow band, The dead of other years? 8530 What is the use,"says one,"of burning your brains out in the sun, if you can do anything better with them?... |
8530 | Why do they treat me so? |
8530 | Would you have me a damned author? |
8530 | ''What, for instance?'' |
8530 | ( Is it too fanciful to note that at this stage of the epistle"college"is no longer spelt with a large C?) |
8530 | Ah, prophet, who spoke but now so sadly, what is this new message that we see brightening on your lips? |
8530 | And what remains? |
8530 | Another part of this letter shows the writer''s standing at college:--"Did the President write to you about my part? |
8530 | Are not their windows darkened by the light of other days? |
8530 | But what, in Heaven''s name, is the motive? |
8530 | Collection of Voyages( Hakluyt''s?). |
8530 | Could anything be more perfectly compensatory? |
8530 | Could he have already connected the two things, the bloody footstep and this Anglo- American interest? |
8530 | Did not this desire of setting things right stir ever afterward in Hawthorne''s consciousness? |
8530 | Did the old, boyish association perhaps unconsciously supply him with a name for the Indian aunt of"Septimius Felton"?) |
8530 | Do not you remember how we used to go a- fishing together in Raymond? |
8530 | Do you know his books? |
8530 | Does any one seriously suppose it to be for the amusement of making stories out of it? |
8530 | Horse, how are you to- day?'' |
8530 | How can we call this weakness, which involved such strength of manly tenderness and sympathy? |
8530 | How much of his own delicious personality could Thackeray have described without losing the zest of his other portraitures? |
8530 | How much, we ask, is allegory in the poet''s own estimation, and how much real belief? |
8530 | How will that do? |
8530 | How would you like some day to see a whole shelf full of books, written by your son, with''Hawthorne''s Works''printed on their backs?" |
8530 | I get my lessons at home, and recite them to him[ Mr. Oliver] at 7 o''clock in the morning.... Shall you want me to be a Minister, Doctor, or Lawyer? |
8530 | I jumped up and said:''How do you feel, old fellow; any better?'' |
8530 | Imagine Dickens clearly accounting for himself and his peculiar traits: would he be able to excite even a smile? |
8530 | Is antiquity, then, afraid to assert itself, even here in this stronghold, so far as to appear upon the street? |
8530 | Is it not very significant, that he should have made so little of the story of Rip Van Winkle? |
8530 | Is it safe, then, to stake the book entirely on this one chance?" |
8530 | Is this not, in brief, what he conceives may yet be the story of his own career? |
8530 | It is a natural question, why did not Hawthorne write an English romance, as well, or rather than an Italian one? |
8530 | Looking at the end of the stick, the man bawled,''What little devil has had my goad?'' |
8530 | Mr. Wiley''s American series is athirst for the volumes of tales; and how stands the prospect for the History of Witchcraft, I whilom spoke of?" |
8530 | Now will you write and say when you are to be expected? |
8530 | One meets another near our house, and says,''Where did you meet Bill?'' |
8530 | Shall he not record it? |
8530 | We live in the ugliest little old red farm- house you ever saw.... What shall you write next? |
8530 | Were not these words, which I find in"Fanshawe,"drawn from the author''s knowledge of his own heart? |
8530 | Were such a man once more to fall, what plea could be urged in extenuation of his crime? |
8530 | What is the meaning of this added revelation of evil? |
8530 | What more logical issue from the Christian idea, what more exquisitely tender rendering of it than this? |
8530 | Where all the day the moonbeams rest, And where at length the souls are blest Of those who dwell in tears? |
8530 | Where is the sneer concealed in this serious and comprehensive utterance? |
8530 | Where, O where is the godmother who gave you to talk pearls and diamonds?... |
8530 | Where, within the covers of the book, could the deluded man have found this doctrine urged? |
8530 | Why did the Israelites complain so much at having to make bricks without straw? |
8530 | Why, then, should further risk of this be incurred, by issuing the present work? |
8530 | Will it solve the riddle of sin and beauty, at last? |
8530 | Yet who can be to the present generation even what Scott has been to the past?" |
8530 | Yet, on reflection, why should it? |
8530 | who rides yonder?''" |
7170 | THE SNOW IMAGEThe question now was, what next? |
7170 | ''And what would they have you do?'' |
7170 | ''Did you not pinch Elizabeth Hubbard this morning?'' |
7170 | ''Do you go through the trees or over them?'' |
7170 | ''How did you go?'' |
7170 | ''What attendants hath Sarah Good?'' |
7170 | ''What meat did she give it?'' |
7170 | ''Why did you go to Thomas Putnam''s last night and hurt his child?'' |
7170 | ''Why did you not tell your master?'' |
7170 | ''Would you not have hurt others, if you could?'' |
7170 | And if he accused her of that only, why should he suffer perpetual remorse on account of her death? |
7170 | But if the wings of the archangel are torn and soiled in his conflict with sin, does it not add to the honor of the victory? |
7170 | Can you tell me, sir?" |
7170 | Did it occur to him that the lightning might strike in his own house? |
7170 | Do not the characters in"Don Quixote"and"Wilhelm Meister"spring up as it were out of the ground? |
7170 | Do not we all feel at times that the search for abstract truth is like a diet of sawdust or Scotch mist,--a"chimera buzzing in a vacuum"? |
7170 | Do not we all require it? |
7170 | Does not romance come originally from Roma,--as well as Romulus? |
7170 | He also adds Goethe and Swedenborg, and remarks of them:"Were ever two men of transcendent imagination more unlike?" |
7170 | Horse, how are you to- day?'' |
7170 | How can we possess clear and definite ideas of the grand mystery of Creation? |
7170 | How did it happen that Hawthorne was an exception? |
7170 | How far shall we agree with him? |
7170 | I am perfectly aware that he has taken a good deal of interest in you, but when did he ever do anything for you without a_ quid pro quo_? |
7170 | If Franklin Pierce was desirous of preserving the Union, why did he give Jefferson Davis a place in his Cabinet, and take him for his chief adviser? |
7170 | If there is sometimes a melancholy tinge in their writings, may we wonder at it? |
7170 | In his account of"Sunday at Home"he says:"Time-- where a man lives not-- what is it but Eternity?" |
7170 | Is it not much the same in America? |
7170 | Is it not perfectly natural that Everybody should understand Everybody''s business as well as or better than his own? |
7170 | Is it possible that this is connected in a way with the rarefied atmosphere of Lenox, in which distant objects appear so sharply defined? |
7170 | Is this not an induction from or corollary to the preceding? |
7170 | Is this the consummation of your experiment?" |
7170 | It may also be asked, why should Small have disposed so readily of this manuscript to Symmes after preserving it sedulously for more than forty years? |
7170 | Matthew Arnold spoke of his commentaries on England as the writing of a man chagrined; but what could have chagrined Hawthorne there? |
7170 | Perhaps he might have accomplished as much for Hawthorne; but how was Hawthorne in his retired and uncommunicative life to know of him? |
7170 | Raphael''s tomb has been opened, and why should not Shakespeare''s be also? |
7170 | The latter often happens in American life, and although it commonly results in more or less family discord, are we to condemn it for that reason? |
7170 | The magnitude of the evil of course makes a difference; but do we not all live in a continual state of sinning, and self- correction? |
7170 | The scientists tell us that all these happen according to natural laws: perfectly true, but WHO was it that made those laws? |
7170 | Then what shall we say of the sympathetic relation between a mother and her child? |
7170 | There are Dombeys and Shylocks in plenty, but who has ever met a Hamlet or a Rosalind in real life? |
7170 | WHO is it that keeps the universe running? |
7170 | Was it President Jackson, or Senator Benton, who said that fighting a duel was very much like making one''s maiden speech? |
7170 | Was it through a natural attraction for the primeval granite that they landed on the New England coast? |
7170 | Was the sword- fish roused to anger when the ship came upon him sleeping in the water; or did he mistake it for a strange species of whale? |
7170 | Was there nothing more than the trick she had attempted upon Priscilla? |
7170 | What New England girl would behave in the manner that Hawthorne''s son represents this one to have done? |
7170 | What could Bridge do, in the premises? |
7170 | What do we know of the boyhood of Franklin, Webster, Seward and Longfellow? |
7170 | What do we know of the religious belief of Michel Angelo, of Shakespeare, or of Beethoven? |
7170 | What do you think of my becoming an author, and relying for support upon my pen? |
7170 | What is there outside of the universe? |
7170 | What shall we now do for bread?" |
7170 | What should he do; whither should he turn? |
7170 | What young gentleman would have listened to such a communication as he supposes, and especially the reserved and modest Hawthorne? |
7170 | When will parents learn wisdom in regard to their children? |
7170 | Which of Shakespeare''s male characters can be measured beside George Washington? |
7170 | Who besides Homer has been able to describe a chariot- race, and who but Hawthorne could extract such poetry from a farmer''s garden? |
7170 | Who but his uncle could have written that inscription? |
7170 | Who can describe it-- that clairvoyant sensibility, intangible, too swift for words? |
7170 | Who can tell? |
7170 | Who has depicted it, except Hawthorne and Raphael? |
7170 | Who knows what a heart there may have been in William Symmes? |
7170 | Why did he go out of his way to see so little and to miss so much? |
7170 | Why should he not? |
7170 | Why, as he was true to the Northern character in all things else, did he swerve from his Northern principles in this final scene?" |
7170 | Would it have made a difference in the warp and woof of Hawthorne''s life, if he had happened to ride that day in the same coach with Longfellow? |
7170 | Would it not be so among the dead?" |
7170 | Would not the Count of Monte Beni be a cousin Italian, as it were, to the Count of Monte Cristo? |
7170 | _ Fate_ is the spoken word which can not be recalled, and who can tell the good and evil consequences that lie hidden in it? |
7170 | reduced to private life? |
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? |
6926 | And what_ was_ your name? |
6926 | And you do n''t know who I am, yet? |
6926 | Do you really think it blasphemy? |
6926 | Is Ellen here? |
6926 | Oh, but if Una is going, that would be a divided cherry, would it not? |
6926 | That is the simplest way, is it not? |
6926 | There!--I_ thought_--but you understand how-- if I had made a mistake-- Could anything have been worse if you had_ not_ been? 6926 Well, what had we better do with them?" |
6926 | Where can the little sleeve be which I finished, and wished to sew in here, my love? |
6926 | Where could Zenobia have found her ever- fresh, rich flower? |
6926 | Where else are the little door- yards that hold their glint of sunlight so tenaciously, like the still light of wine in a glass? 6926 Whose mother?" |
6926 | Wo n''t you go? |
6926 | ''No,''persisted the wicked Ambassador;''but what do you think of the style?'' |
6926 | ''Whose broth is this?'' |
6926 | ''Whose jelly is this?'' |
6926 | Am I not eminently well, round, and rubicund? |
6926 | And why do you suppose it was so long? |
6926 | Another note from Lord Houghton is extant, saying:-- DEAR MR. HAWTHORNE,--Why did not you come to see us when you were in London? |
6926 | Are they not the American eagle and the American flag? |
6926 | As the door opened, I heard a voice say,"Where is the man?" |
6926 | Bright good and lovely to devote his only whole day in London to me? |
6926 | But how am I to tell you what I saw from them? |
6926 | But later she writes on"the eighteenth day of perfect weather,"and where can the weather seem so perfect as in England? |
6926 | But we really will not wait so long for number five? |
6926 | But why attempt to put into ink such a magnificent setting as this? |
6926 | But would it not be wiser to drop the question of right, and receive it as a free- will offering from us? |
6926 | By what right do you drink from my flagon of life? |
6926 | Can there be wrong, hate, fraud, injustice, cruelty, war, in such a lovely, fair world as this before my eyes? |
6926 | Can you believe it? |
6926 | Can you think of a happier life, with its rich intellectual feasts? |
6926 | Did you ever know of such pitiful evasions? |
6926 | Do you know anything about him? |
6926 | Do you know how very grand the judges are when in acto? |
6926 | Do you know that they are then kings, and when the Queen is present they still have precedence? |
6926 | Do you know?" |
6926 | Do you remember adding that"a premium should be offered for men of fourscore, as, with one foot in the grave, they would be less likely to run away"? |
6926 | Do you remember how you used to play with him at Southport, and how he sometimes beat you? |
6926 | Do you see Mr. Hawthorne often? |
6926 | Do you see"The Democratic Review"? |
6926 | Do you still thump dear Mamma, and Fanny, and Una, and Julian, as you did when I saw you last? |
6926 | Does Mrs. Hawthorne yet remember that she sent me a golden key to the studio of Crawford, in Rome? |
6926 | Does n''t it seem as if Nature wore your livery and wished to show the joy of your heart in every possible form? |
6926 | Has Hawthorne seen it? |
6926 | Have you read Froude''s history, just published, from the period of the fall of Wolsey to the death of Elizabeth? |
6926 | Have you seen Mr. Emerson''s"Nature"? |
6926 | Have you seen"The Angel in the House"yet? |
6926 | He did so rather pettishly, and said,"Well, what do you want me to look round for?" |
6926 | He said,"Where is my sword to hold in my hand when I get out of my ship?" |
6926 | His first question was,"Where is Elizabeth?" |
6926 | His sad, sweetly resentful glance had conveyed to me the idea,"Must I still live, if I live beneath my rank, and as a leaser of villas?" |
6926 | How can I convey to you an adequate idea of it? |
6926 | How can I help it if they choose me for an interpreter? |
6926 | How can I help it, if gentle souls, ill at ease elsewhere, wish to rest with you upon the margin of that sleepy stream? |
6926 | How can seraphs be contented with less? |
6926 | I again fiercely inquired,"WHO IS IT?" |
6926 | I am, in haste, E, M. H. DEAR ELIZABETH,--Shall we go to the beach? |
6926 | I made George a visit in the afternoon, in the midst of my battle with headache, and to my question of''How dost?'' |
6926 | I went to the door, and not opening it, in a voice of command asked,"Who is it?" |
6926 | If a traveler caught the Sphinx humming to herself, would he not be inclined to sit down and watch her till she did it again? |
6926 | If you have a copy of the"Valley of Solitude"[ one of my mother''s original allegories] will you send it? |
6926 | Is Sophia gone out?" |
6926 | Is it not a wonder that we should meet? |
6926 | Is it not provoking that the author should not have even one penny a volume? |
6926 | Is it not well that I kept fast hold of the white hand of Hope, dear Betty? |
6926 | Is love appreciated? |
6926 | Is not my supper good? |
6926 | Is not that funny? |
6926 | Is not this hot weather delightful? |
6926 | Is there any chance of our seeing you this summer? |
6926 | It is well worth reading; and your mother-- will she like to read it? |
6926 | Lord, when shall we be done changing? |
6926 | Lord, when shall we be done growing? |
6926 | MY DEAR Miss SOPHIA,--Will you accept from my sister Elizabeth Hoar and me the few accompanying prints? |
6926 | Miss Peabody, is that a_ bed?__ Oh,_ how beautifully everything looks! |
6926 | Now have I not given you a fine feast of homage,--"flummery"Mr. Hawthorne calls it? |
6926 | Of course Rome was here, for where did that proud queen not set her imperial foot? |
6926 | Oh, when are we going to Salem?" |
6926 | On such days can you sing anything but,"Oh, beautiful Love"? |
6926 | Perhaps you have heard of Miss Charlotte Cushman, the actress? |
6926 | Shall I tell you where I am? |
6926 | She lifted her smiling face, which must have been very pretty in her youth, and said,"How do you do, Miss Peabody?" |
6926 | So I looked over the books, and what do you think I saw? |
6926 | Sophia writes to Mrs. Mann, then in Washington:--"Is Congress behaving any worse than usual? |
6926 | Then Ada felt quite a different and new power seize her hand, rapidly writing:"Who?" |
6926 | Was ever one so loved? |
6926 | Was ever such a mischief?" |
6926 | Was it not a burning shame that I was not there? |
6926 | Was it not so? |
6926 | Was it not sweet and heroic in her to keep so quiet for two hours? |
6926 | Was it not too bad to disappoint her brother so? |
6926 | Was not he a silly child? |
6926 | Was not that a happy saying? |
6926 | Was not that a pretty dress? |
6926 | Was not that a shame? |
6926 | Was not that delightful for Miss Burley''s ears? |
6926 | Was not that impertinent? |
6926 | Was not that pleasant to hear from him? |
6926 | Was not that rare luck for us? |
6926 | Was not that sweet? |
6926 | What can he ask for more, having Mary for his own? |
6926 | What could be added, in the way of adjective, that would enhance? |
6926 | What is Longfellow about? |
6926 | What is Rome to a frozen clod? |
6926 | What is a garden without its currant bushes and fruit trees? |
6926 | What would the learned and the gifted do if there was no humble one to make the bread that supports life? |
6926 | When will you come back? |
6926 | Whence come you, Hawthorne? |
6926 | Where, oh where is the godmother who gave you to talk pearls and diamonds? |
6926 | Which is the biggest? |
6926 | Who and what is the author; and who buy and who read the audacious( I use mildest epithet) book? |
6926 | Who dares to sneer at that? |
6926 | Who does not feel, without a word to reveal the fact, the wondrous virtue of Catholic religious observance in the churches? |
6926 | Who ever heard of an icicle glowing with emotion? |
6926 | Who would not enjoy seeing a monarch come to so humble a contact with the bulwarks of his tower? |
6926 | Why did not you send Stuart''s Athens by him? |
6926 | Why did not you send the last number? |
6926 | Why did you not express your opinion of The House of the Seven Gables, which I sent you? |
6926 | Why not? |
6926 | Why should not there be religious as well as Political correspondencies? |
6926 | Why, ever since Adam, who has got to the meaning of his great allegory-- the world? |
6926 | Will father also look into"Graham''s Magazine"for March, and see whether it contains"Earth''s Holocaust,"and if so, send it to us? |
6926 | Will you ask your brother to dine with us to- morrow? |
6926 | Will you not come hither the last week of this month, or the second week in June? |
6926 | With such a father, and such a scene before her eyes, and with eyes to see, what may we not hope of her? |
6926 | Wo n''t you come to town again? |
6926 | Wo n''t you come to walk to- morrow afternoon with my mother, dear Elizabeth, and then I shall see you a few minutes? |
6926 | Would Mrs. Tappan have responded to Mrs. Ward by a gentler assertion of right than Sophia''s to yourself? |
6926 | Would not that be very terrible? |
6926 | Yesterday we were all there, and met-- now, whom do you think? |
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? |
11549 | And d''ye feel better, Mis''Prentiss? |
11549 | And does everybody who comes here give you something? |
11549 | And then what do you do? |
11549 | And to love God? |
11549 | And what shall I do? |
11549 | And what then? |
11549 | And yet, Mrs. Prentiss( asked one of the ladies), does there not come a time when the child is really of service to the mother? |
11549 | But Mrs. Love is here, is she not? |
11549 | Did it ever strike you, dear Christian, that if the poor world could know what we are in Christ, it would worship us? |
11549 | Did n''t Miss Anna send any of them? |
11549 | Do you see my sword? |
11549 | How do you explain the fact,she added,"that truly good people are left to produce such an effect? |
11549 | How much feeling of love must I have before I can count myself Jesus''disciple? |
11549 | How old are you, little fellow? |
11549 | Is he tired? |
11549 | Is the doctor here? |
11549 | None are so old as they who have outlived enthusiasm; and who should be enthusiastic if a mother may not? |
11549 | Oh Pearlie, why do you say so? |
11549 | Oh, Lizzy, have you gone crazy? |
11549 | Sha n''t I save some for your breakfast? |
11549 | She came round to the back stoop Thursday morning( one of the servants told me afterwards) and I said to her,''Mis Prentiss, and how d''ye feel?'' 11549 Was it''Stepping Heavenward''?" |
11549 | Well, little witch? |
11549 | What are Little Babies For? |
11549 | What are Little Babies For? |
11549 | What do you do with your pennies? |
11549 | What does he eat? |
11549 | What makes you blush so, my dear? |
11549 | What makes you blush so? |
11549 | What''s it for? |
11549 | When a question as to duty comes up, I think we can soon settle it in this way:''Am I living near to Christ? 11549 When the shore is won at last, Who will count the billows past?" |
11549 | Which little baby? |
11549 | Why can not I make a jacket for my baby without throwing into it the ardor of a soldier going into battle? |
11549 | Why how do you know you''ll go to heaven? |
11549 | Why, do you think you should be better off than you are here? |
11549 | Will you take me for a pupil? |
11549 | You would n''t care much if you should die to- night, should you? |
11549 | ''s portrait? |
11549 | 1._--I wonder if all the girls in the world are just alike? |
11549 | 16th._--Do you remember what father said about losing his will when near the close of his life? |
11549 | 21st._--Are you in earnest? |
11549 | 6, 1837._--Why is it that our desires so infinitely transcend our capacities? |
11549 | 8th._--How is it that people who have no refuge in God live through the loss of those they love? |
11549 | A year? |
11549 | About the painting? |
11549 | Am I a Christian?" |
11549 | Am I bound to reveal my heart- life to everybody who asks? |
11549 | Am I not then on dangerous ground? |
11549 | Am I renouncing self in what I undertake to do for Him?'' |
11549 | Am I seeking His guidance? |
11549 | And I want to ask you if you ever offer to pray with people? |
11549 | And can we better frame that prayer than in those lines which she wrote out of her own heart? |
11549 | And first the doctor, what of him? |
11549 | And have you put up your leaves on your windows? |
11549 | And if you are happy at the North Pole sha n''t I be happy there too? |
11549 | And may it not be that they become better acquainted with us, too, loving us more perfectly and forgiving all that has been amiss? |
11549 | And now tell me, my son, in seeing this picture gallery, do you not begin to see me? |
11549 | And the houses have a habit of burning down, and ours is going to do as the rest do, and then how''ll you feel in your minds? |
11549 | And what can we ask for that compares for one instant with"the almost constant felt presence of our Saviour''s sympathy and support"? |
11549 | And what is there in the system of things, or in the nature of the mind, to suggest it? |
11549 | And why angry with you? |
11549 | And yet why do I say_ poor_ when I know it is_ rich_? |
11549 | And, indeed, why should it be harder for God to enter into the soul of an infant than into our"unlikeliest"ones? |
11549 | Are n''t you glad? |
11549 | Are they good- for- nothing things? |
11549 | Are they made for us to love? |
11549 | Are you in earnest? |
11549 | Are you little and slight, like my real mother, I wonder, or stately and tall? |
11549 | Are you really coming home in March? |
11549 | Are you sure that you will come? |
11549 | At last she said,"Miss Payson?" |
11549 | At six months? |
11549 | Beneath your pillow have I roses placed-- Your heart''s glad festival have I not graced? |
11549 | But can you not believe me when I assure you that you are my own dear son? |
11549 | But is not this the true stale of the mind, instead of being; one which should excite astonishment? |
11549 | But suppose I do her no good while she lives so under my wing? |
11549 | But what do I care? |
11549 | But what then? |
11549 | But why do I speak thus of myself and my feelings? |
11549 | But you will come next fall, wo n''t you? |
11549 | But, what am I doing? |
11549 | Can it be true? |
11549 | Can they even hold themselves? |
11549 | Can they help their mothers sew? |
11549 | Can they speak a single word? |
11549 | Can they walk upon their feet? |
11549 | Can we enjoy Him while living for ourselves, while indulging in sin, while prayerless and cold and dead? |
11549 | Can you believe that till this June I never went strawberrying in my life? |
11549 | Can you cap this climax? |
11549 | Can you conceive my relief? |
11549 | Can you learn her address, or shall I write to her at a venture, without one? |
11549 | Can you put up with this miserable letter? |
11549 | Can you realise that your Lord and Saviour loves you infinitely more? |
11549 | Coming out I said to a gentleman who approached me,"How is little baby?" |
11549 | Could anything less than love take in such a company of poor beggars? |
11549 | Did I ever tell you how I love and admire the new Bishop Johns? |
11549 | Did I tell you I have translated a German dramatic poem in five acts? |
11549 | Did I tell you it was our silver wedding- day on the 16th? |
11549 | Did his mind touch mine through the closed door? |
11549 | Did you ever hear of anything so dreadful? |
11549 | Did you ever hear the story of the dog, who by an accident was cut in two, and was joined together by a wonderful healing salve? |
11549 | Did you ever live in a queerer world than this is? |
11549 | Did you ever read Miss Taylor''s"Display"? |
11549 | Did you ever read that story? |
11549 | Did you know that you too can get leaves and flowers in advance of spring, by keeping twigs in warm water? |
11549 | Did you read in Goethe''s Wilhelm Meister, the"Bekenntnisse einer schönen Seele"? |
11549 | Did your brother bring home the poems of R. M. Milnes? |
11549 | Do Christians cheat and tell lies? |
11549 | Do I know what I am talking about? |
11549 | Do n''t you remember that it is His son-- not His enemy-- that He scourgeth? |
11549 | Do n''t you see that in afflicting you He means to prove to you that He loves you, and that you love Him? |
11549 | Do n''t you see them-- the young ones scampering first down the aisle, and the old and grave and stately ones coming with proud dignity after them?... |
11549 | Do not I_ know_ that it is so? |
11549 | Do not you miss the hearing little feet pattering round the house? |
11549 | Do tell if the New Bedford babies are so ugly?" |
11549 | Do tell me, when you write, if you have such troubled thoughts, and such difficulty in being steadfast and unmovable? |
11549 | Do the trees so? |
11549 | Do you ever feel mentally and spiritually alone in the world? |
11549 | Do you feel so about him? |
11549 | Do you find anything to love and admire in your brothers? |
11549 | Do you know about Mr. Prentiss''appointment by General Assembly to a professorship at Chicago? |
11549 | Do you know anything of such a feeling as this? |
11549 | Do you know that Irishmen are buying up the New England farms at a great rate? |
11549 | Do you know that there are twelve cases of typhoid fever at Vassar? |
11549 | Do you know what it is to have one the youngest in a large family? |
11549 | Do you know what she_ does_ take, and can you suggest, from what you know, anything she would like? |
11549 | Do you laugh at them, or scold them, or love them, or what? |
11549 | Do you love babies? |
11549 | Do you love babies? |
11549 | Do you pray for me every night and every morning? |
11549 | Do you realise how kind the Professor is to me? |
11549 | Do you really mean to say that Miss K. is going to pray for_ me_? |
11549 | Do you see anything amiable and lovable in any of them? |
11549 | Do you suppose such a soul would find anything in yours to satisfy it? |
11549 | Do you think I love your brothers? |
11549 | Do you? |
11549 | Does all nature furnish one type of the soul? |
11549 | Does any body in Portland take their paper? |
11549 | Does he_ want_ to kill himself, or what ails him? |
11549 | Does it really need anything else for its happiness? |
11549 | Does it run in our blood? |
11549 | Etait- ce bien? |
11549 | For table there, is none in this room, and how am I to write a book without one? |
11549 | Have I had the presumption to do that? |
11549 | Have the times ever looked so black as they do now? |
11549 | Have you Pusey''s tract,"Do all to the Lord Jesus"? |
11549 | Have you any choice religious verses not in any book, that you would like to put into one I am going to get up? |
11549 | Have you ever read the Life of Mrs. Hawkes? |
11549 | Have you had The Story Lizzie Told, Six Little Princesses, The Little Preacher, and Nidworth? |
11549 | Have you known my reign? |
11549 | Have you laughed over the Pickwick Papers? |
11549 | Have you painted a horse- shoe? |
11549 | Have you read the"Gates Ajar"? |
11549 | Have you read"Gates Off the Hinges"? |
11549 | Have you read"Noblesse Oblige"? |
11549 | He laughed and asked,"You expect to make out of these stupid children such characters, such hearts as yours?" |
11549 | Henry Langdon; or, What Was I Made For? |
11549 | His good old mother sits all day so fondly by his side; How can she give him up again-- her first- born son, her pride? |
11549 | How are you going to bear this new blow? |
11549 | How came you to_ walk_ to Dartmouth to preach? |
11549 | How can love and faith be_ one act_ and then cease? |
11549 | How could I, who had not been allowed to invite Miss Lyman here, undertake this terrible care? |
11549 | How did poor Mrs. C. live through the week of suspense that followed the telegram announcing his illness? |
11549 | How do you explain this? |
11549 | How do you keep your wit so ready and so bright? |
11549 | How is it_ possible_ to help seeing that the soul is not here in its proper element, in its native air? |
11549 | How is the niece you spoke of as so ill and so happy? |
11549 | How much Time shall be given to it? |
11549 | How much Time shall be given to it? |
11549 | How to the grave the precious casket yield, And to those old familiar places go That knew thee once, and never more shall know? |
11549 | How were her temper and habits as a mother affected by the ardor and intensity of her Christian feeling? |
11549 | I am going to call it Stepping Heavenward-- don''t you like it? |
11549 | I am in danger of forgetting that I am to stay in this world only a little while and then_ go home._ Will you help me to bear it in mind?... |
11549 | I am reading the history of the Oxford Conference;[ 5] there is a great deal in it to like, but what do you think of this saying of its leader? |
11549 | I asked if I had better send at once for Dr. Wyman? |
11549 | I believe I''ll go to your bedroom door and say,"I wonder whether Annie would shriek out if she saw me in this old sacque, instead of her pretty one?" |
11549 | I ca n''t help feeling that every soul I meet, of whom I can ask, What think you of Christ? |
11549 | I care more to be loved than to be admired, do n''t you? |
11549 | I confess that such conceptions are hard to attain.... Ca n''t you do M---- S---- up in your next letter, and send her to me on approbation? |
11549 | I declare it was just as she looked when she says to me,"Mary, I''m going to be married, and what d''ye think of that?" |
11549 | I do n''t think people ought to like me, on the whole, but when they do, ai nt I glad? |
11549 | I expected the reproof which I certainly deserved, but though evidently surprised at seeing me, he merely said,"You here? |
11549 | I feel sorry for her in one sense, but if she belongs to Christ, is n''t He home enough for her? |
11549 | I gave twenty cents for a yard of silicia( is that the way to spell it?) |
11549 | I have 540 things to say, but there is so much going on that I shall defraud you of them-- aren''t you glad? |
11549 | I have n''t seen one for such an age,--please, may I take it? |
11549 | I said to myself, Is it after all such a curse to suffer and to be a source of suffering to others? |
11549 | I said,"Oh yes, do n''t you know I promised to stay with A., who will be so lonely?" |
11549 | I shall read your books with great interest, I am sure, and who knows how God means to prepare you for future usefulness along the path of pain? |
11549 | I shrink, I shudder at the thought; For what is home to me, When sin and self enchain my heart, And keep it far from Thee? |
11549 | I then said,"Would you like to know the name of this boy?" |
11549 | I want you to let me know, without telling her that I asked you, if Miss K. could make me a visit if it were not for the expense? |
11549 | I wonder how other folks think, feel inside? |
11549 | I wonder how soon you go back to Northampton? |
11549 | I wonder how you spend your time? |
11549 | I wonder if I have told you how our dog hates to remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy? |
11549 | I wonder if perfectly honest- hearted people want to be loved better than they deserve, as in one sense I, with yet a pretty honest heart, do? |
11549 | I wonder if the fashion will stretch across the ocean? |
11549 | I wonder if there is always this difference between the girl and woman? |
11549 | I wonder if you are sitting by an open window, as I am, and roasting at that? |
11549 | I wonder if you have a"daily rose"? |
11549 | I wonder if you have read"Miracles of Faith"? |
11549 | I wonder if you know that I am going to begin a Bible- reading on the first Wednesday in December? |
11549 | I wonder if you realise what a very happy creature I am? |
11549 | I wonder which of us will outrun the other and step in first? |
11549 | I wonder which? |
11549 | If mothers would keep their little unfledged birds under their own wings, would n''t they make better mother- birds? |
11549 | If there is any truth in them, do they not throw light on the much- vexed question why God permitted the introduction of moral evil? |
11549 | If they met in a foreign land they would surely claim it for our sakes; why not in the land that is not foreign, and not far off? |
11549 | If you were not so timid I should wish you were here to run about with me, but who ever heard of E. T._ running_? |
11549 | In a letter written about two weeks ago, Miss Lyman says,"How am I? |
11549 | In what other way could you reach so many minds and hearts? |
11549 | Is human nature so selfish? |
11549 | Is it because I am proud? |
11549 | Is it even so with you? |
11549 | Is it impossible? |
11549 | Is it not a little remarkable that her last letter to me, written only a few weeks before her death, closed with a benediction? |
11549 | Is it not as much an evidence of disease as the preponderance of one element or function in the physical constitution? |
11549 | Is it not better to be thinking of the Rock, not of the feet that stand upon it? |
11549 | Is it not one- sidedness rather than many- sidedness that should be regarded as strange? |
11549 | Is it not so, Sir Percival? |
11549 | Is it not to shut us up to Christ? |
11549 | Is it not true? |
11549 | Is it right? |
11549 | Is it so with you? |
11549 | Is n''t it a mercy that I have been able to bear so well the fatigue and care and anxiety of these four hard months? |
11549 | Is n''t it worth while to pay something for warm human sympathies and something for rich experience of God''s love and wisdom? |
11549 | Is n''t there such power in a holy life, and have not some lived such a life? |
11549 | Is not Christ enough for a human soul? |
11549 | Is not the fruit of love aspiration after the holy? |
11549 | Is not this a blissful thought?... |
11549 | Is this a part of our poor humanity, above which we can not rise? |
11549 | Is this consistent with what I have just said about growing more loving as we grow more Christlike? |
11549 | Is this true? |
11549 | It is entitled,"What form of Law is best suited to the individual and social nature of man?" |
11549 | It is not foolish, is it? |
11549 | It was a little singular that her poem and his sermon came to me at almost the identical moment, was n''t it? |
11549 | It was a real loss, and if you ever feel a little stronger than usual, will you make me another copy? |
11549 | Last night when I went up to my room to go to bed, the thermometer was 90 °... Are you not going to the Centennial? |
11549 | Law proceeds from an infinite mind; can finite mind grasp it so as to know, through its own consciousness, that it comes up to this standard? |
11549 | Let me see; how old should I have to be, at soonest? |
11549 | Lovely, was n''t it? |
11549 | Mrs. W. said they hoped not, but added,"Yet suppose you_ should_ die, what then?" |
11549 | Must I not believe that the heavenly love may, in one sense, be_ hidden_ from outward eye and outward touch? |
11549 | Must everybody have everything to himself? |
11549 | My dear child, what makes you get blue? |
11549 | My joy, my rapture, and my silent pain? |
11549 | Ne seriez- vous pas ma complice, Madame?... |
11549 | Now how shall I get it to her? |
11549 | Now we were able to say,_ It is well with the child!_"Oh,"said the gardener, as he passed down the garden- walk,"who plucked that flower? |
11549 | Now, can we enjoy Him till we do glorify Him? |
11549 | Now, do you think I love you? |
11549 | O death, where is thy sting? |
11549 | O grave, where is thy victory? |
11549 | O grave, where is thy victory?" |
11549 | Oh, are you really coming? |
11549 | Oh, do you miss me? |
11549 | Oh, how can they? |
11549 | Oh, how good the Lord is, is n''t He?" |
11549 | Oh, what is it I do want? |
11549 | On coming in to dinner, a little past one, I was startled not to find her at the table,"Where is mamma?" |
11549 | Only one thing was wanting to my perfect felicity-- a heart absolutely holy; and was I likely to get that when my earthly cup was so full? |
11549 | Or who could bring back again the awe- struck, responsive emotions that thrilled our hearts? |
11549 | Ought say?" |
11549 | Out of the streets as you did me? |
11549 | Part I. begins thus: Where are the Prentisses? |
11549 | Pray tell me more of it, will you? |
11549 | Refuse to become your own dear sons? |
11549 | Refuse to have such a dear, kind, patient father? |
11549 | Refuse? |
11549 | Refuse_ love?__ Father_. |
11549 | Rest?_ What an infinite, mournful sweetness in the word! |
11549 | Say, do you know me? |
11549 | Several questions have come from those silent lips which I am requested to submit to you:"What is it to believe?" |
11549 | Shall I never see you again in this world? |
11549 | Shall I return the first and keep the_ Love_? |
11549 | Shall I send you some more daisies? |
11549 | Shall I? |
11549 | Shall it ever_ rest? |
11549 | Shall we ever learn to put no confidence in the flesh? |
11549 | Shall we not pray that His love may be shed abroad in all our hearts in richer measure? |
11549 | She says Mr. T. came to Mr. P. with tears in his eyes( could such a man shed tears?) |
11549 | She suddenly turned to her partner with a comical air of chagrin and exclaimed:"Why is it they are winning the game? |
11549 | Shopping is pleasant business now- a- days, is n''t it? |
11549 | Should I wait for an inward assurance of strength, or begin a Christian life trusting Him to help me?" |
11549 | Should not you? |
11549 | Sitting by Mr. Webster, I asked him if he had ever heard anything like it? |
11549 | So how do you suppose it will seem ten months hence? |
11549 | Somebody who feels as I feel and thinks as I think; but where shall I find the somebody? |
11549 | Suppose you stop in some out of the way place just out of town, and let me trot out there to see you? |
11549 | Taking one of my portfolios in her arms she asked,"May I sit down on the floor and take this in my lap?" |
11549 | The bright speeches are mostly genuine, made by Eddy Hopkins and Ned and Charley P. How came you to have blooming hepaticas? |
11549 | The church is a million and a billion times as big, is n''t it, ma''am? |
11549 | The hymn said, Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, and I whispered to father,"Is Jesus God?" |
11549 | The little thing has done well, has n''t it? |
11549 | The more I reflect and the more I pray, the more life narrows down to one point-- What am I being for Christ, what am I doing for Him? |
11549 | The only question is: Do I live so? |
11549 | The price of successful self- culture is unremitted toil, labor, and self- denial; am I willing to pay it? |
11549 | Then how am I to spare my twin- boy, and my A. and my M.? |
11549 | They are all your adopted sons? |
11549 | To seek enjoyment, please myself, Make life a summer''s day? |
11549 | To the same friend, just bereft of her two children, she writes a few months later: Is it possible, is it possible that you are made childless? |
11549 | To whom shall I talk about you, pray? |
11549 | Two years? |
11549 | Was it home or was it heaven? |
11549 | Was my spirit, perhaps, touched in some mysterious way by the coming event? |
11549 | Was n''t it by far too long a walk to take in one day? |
11549 | Was n''t it nice of him? |
11549 | Was n''t it so with you? |
11549 | Was that music from above? |
11549 | We can not ask ourselves, Is this true? |
11549 | We enjoy seeing our children enjoy their work and their play; is our Father unwilling to let us enjoy ours? |
11549 | Well, is n''t a baby an institution? |
11549 | Well, she did n''t; she said,"What''s that funny little thing perched up there? |
11549 | What are little babies for? |
11549 | What are we made for, if not to bear each other''s burdens? |
11549 | What can an angel say more? |
11549 | What could I do with it? |
11549 | What do I care? |
11549 | What do they say to me? |
11549 | What do we men know about such things, anyhow? |
11549 | What do you do with girls who fall madly and desperately in love with you? |
11549 | What do you think of that for a lawyer''s life? |
11549 | What do you think of this? |
11549 | What does your husband think of the upsetting of all home customs and the introduction of this young hero therein? |
11549 | What friendly hands have borne him to his own free_ mountain_ air? |
11549 | What hallucination could you have been laboring under? |
11549 | What have you on your natural bracket? |
11549 | What is dear mother doing about these times? |
11549 | What is he going to be? |
11549 | What is it? |
11549 | What is nicer than an unsophisticated young girl? |
11549 | What is the end of man? |
11549 | What is there there? |
11549 | What is this but complete sanctification? |
11549 | What made you do it? |
11549 | What makes them love me? |
11549 | What more can the fondest mother''s heart ask than such safety as this? |
11549 | What shall be the end? |
11549 | What should we do? |
11549 | What sort of a world can it be to those who do n''t? |
11549 | What was I saying? |
11549 | What was her manner of life among her children? |
11549 | What would become of you if he were snatched from you?" |
11549 | What''s the use of my being sick, if it is n''t for her sake or that of some other suffering soul? |
11549 | What, and all the dishes too? |
11549 | When are you coming to spend that week in Dorset? |
11549 | When did their education begin? |
11549 | When he brought in the trout, Ellen went to his mother''s chamber and asked if they should not be kept for breakfast? |
11549 | When it is all done, what will it amount to? |
11549 | When mother put Charles and him to bed, as soon as she had done praying with them, G. said, Mother, will this world be all burnt up when we are dead? |
11549 | When one of your little brothers asks you to lend him your knife, do you inquire first what is the state of his mind? |
11549 | Whence came this couch? |
11549 | Whence should help come to me? |
11549 | Where is he now? |
11549 | Who can describe the charms of his conversation? |
11549 | Who equals Wordsworth in purity, in majesty, in tranquil contemplation, in childlikeness? |
11549 | Who gathered that plant?" |
11549 | Who is so fitted to sing praises to Christ as he who has learned Him in hours of bereavement, disappointment and despair? |
11549 | Who is to keep Darby and Joan from settling down into two fearful old pokes? |
11549 | Who is to keep me well snubbed? |
11549 | Who is to tell me what to wear? |
11549 | Who''s going to be"schoolma''am"out of school? |
11549 | Why ca n''t I like her? |
11549 | Why did you let the fire go out?" |
11549 | Why do I tell you this? |
11549 | Why do my friends speak of my letters as giving more pleasure or profit than anything that goes to them from me in print? |
11549 | Why do n''t we sing songs instead? |
11549 | Why do n''t you follow my example and dress in sackcloth and ashes? |
11549 | Why do n''t you tell what you are reading? |
11549 | Why in danger? |
11549 | Why should I have thought of him among all the people I know? |
11549 | Why should the world seem more than ever empty when one has just gained the treasure of a living and darling child? |
11549 | Why should we not speak freely to each other of Him? |
11549 | Why? |
11549 | Why? |
11549 | Will not then God make that suffering but as a blessed reprover to bring me nearer Himself? |
11549 | Will the next one be more commonplace? |
11549 | Will you or wo n''t you? |
11549 | Wo n''t that be nice for Jeanie and Mary''s other children, if they come? |
11549 | Would you not be very sorry to have me deny that you are my son, and turn you out of the house? |
11549 | Yet this is not all, for of what advantage is it to be at home, unless home is a place for the unfolding of warm affections? |
11549 | You ask if I"ever feel that religion is a sham"? |
11549 | You know Wordsworth''s Stepping Westward? |
11549 | You loved those miserable beggar- boys? |
11549 | Your little note has drawn large interest, has n''t it? |
11549 | [ 13] It is for her, too, as well as for himself, that Urbane speaks, where, in answer to Hermes''question,"Who are the Mystics?" |
11549 | [ 5] Perhaps you have seen them; if so, do you remember two articles headed,"I must pray more,"and"I must pray differently"? |
11549 | _ 10th._--I wonder who folks think I am, and what they think? |
11549 | _ 29th._--Do you want to know what mischief I''ve just been at? |
11549 | _ I_ must do something_ now_--WHAT? |
11549 | _ July 21st._--What do you think I did this forenoon? |
11549 | _ Now_ wo n''t you come? |
11549 | _ Saturday, Aug. 10th_--She had a tolerable night, but on coming down to breakfast said, in reply to Dr. Vincent''s question, How she felt? |
11549 | _ To Miss E. A. Warner, Dorset, July 20, 1870._ Did you ever use a fountain pen? |
11549 | _ To Miss Rebecca F. Morse, New York, March 5,1872._ Can you tell me where the blotting- pads can be obtained? |
11549 | _ To Mrs. Leonard, New York, April 16, 1845- 1870._ Do you know that it is just twenty- five years since we first met? |
11549 | _ To her Husband, Westport, June 27._ I wonder where you are this lovely morning? |
11549 | _ Why_ should it worship us when it rejects Christ? |
11549 | and do you suppose you can go home without them? |
11549 | and how much_ too good_ God is to me? |
11549 | and that Miss Lyman is not as well as she was? |
11549 | and who are they who smiling stand around? |
11549 | and will the ground be burnt up too? |
11549 | beneath it, while G. says to us,"Where are you girls going to sit this afternoon?" |
11549 | cover jelly with it? |
11549 | cries George,"where? |
11549 | did you? |
11549 | do you feel a_ little bit_ sorry you let me leave you? |
11549 | does it accord with my own consciousness? |
11549 | lie still, will you?) |
11549 | or am I wrong? |
11549 | or than that of Augustine, Bernard, Luther, Hooker, Fenelon, Bunyan, and of many saintly women, whose names adorn the annals of piety? |
11549 | she said,"I despise such tact!--do you think_ I would look or act a lie?_"She was an exceedingly practical woman, not a dreamer. |
11549 | so common in French narratives, had pronounced it so badly that Lizzy exclaimed,"Mon Doo? |
11549 | tender, pitying eyes forever sealed; How can we bear to speak our last adieu? |
11549 | that He is just as near and dear to me when my cup is as full of earthly blessings as it can hold, as He is to you whose cup He is emptying? |
11549 | the darling tiny creature!--a girl? |
11549 | why not speak only of our God and Redeemer? |
11549 | will they melt like lead? |
11549 | était- ce mal? |
35706 | ''How did you make it in Memphis?'' 35706 A plan that you should keep a shop, Mamma? |
35706 | Afraid? |
35706 | Alice? |
35706 | And Jack? |
35706 | And suppose we are just ready for dinner or tea? 35706 And then what, Robert?" |
35706 | And what about company, ma''am? |
35706 | And what do you think of Mr. Dodd, Mamma? |
35706 | And what is_ vision_? |
35706 | And what of your preparations, Robert? |
35706 | And what then, Doctor? |
35706 | And what will you do, Amelia? |
35706 | And you never told me? |
35706 | And you were on the sofa all the time? |
35706 | And you, Lilly, what do you say? |
35706 | And you, Mamma? |
35706 | Ann, why do men get so much more praise than women, and why are they so much more thought of? |
35706 | Any parcels, valises, or bandboxes? |
35706 | Anything else? |
35706 | Are they whalers now? |
35706 | Are we going to it, Mother? |
35706 | Are you going to turn Catholic after all? |
35706 | Are you ill, dear Robert? |
35706 | Are you really willing to leave Scotland, Milly? |
35706 | At the middle of August? 35706 Barr,"he asked,"what is the matter?" |
35706 | But if Texas should become a republic again? |
35706 | But we are traveling alone,continued Robert,"and how can we proceed?" |
35706 | But what is the use of growing corn, when we can not have horses? |
35706 | But why not go to God for advice? |
35706 | But why? |
35706 | But you can do it, Robert? |
35706 | But, Robert, if talking about him, was also talking about yourself? |
35706 | But, Robert,I asked timidly,"have you money enough for such a change?" |
35706 | But,I asked,"can we afford it? |
35706 | Can you explain it to me, Robert? |
35706 | Can you not tell me some of them? |
35706 | Can you, dear? |
35706 | Canada? 35706 Dear Robert, are you sick?" |
35706 | Debt? |
35706 | Did Father tell you so? |
35706 | Did he give it to you? |
35706 | Did he return the smile? |
35706 | Did not Uncle Bell leave you some money, Mother? |
35706 | Do n''t say unpleasant things, Milly,was Robert''s reply, and I was silent until he added,"We can not go to India now, I suppose?" |
35706 | Do n''t you like my uncle, Ann? 35706 Do n''t you see that you are teaching the child, before she is two years old, that money is a_ thing to play with_? |
35706 | Do you call Father B---- an angel? 35706 Do you know any one who can?" |
35706 | Do you know the days and hours when the mail coach is due at this terminus? |
35706 | Do you know what it means? |
35706 | Do you mean to go through all those articles? |
35706 | Do you remember in what chapter? |
35706 | Do you think he will care to see me? |
35706 | Do you think such a calamity as this is the work of evil spirits, Robert? |
35706 | Do you think the child should be left? |
35706 | Do you trust him? |
35706 | Dying? |
35706 | For when I drank of that divinest anguish, How could I taste the empty world again? |
35706 | Has he been here long, Robert? |
35706 | Have you any doubt, Robert? |
35706 | Have you anything left, that is your own? |
35706 | Have you anything to do with him? 35706 Have you decided to rent it, Robert?" |
35706 | Have you thought of this necessity, my dears? |
35706 | He is coming, then? |
35706 | How I free then? |
35706 | How can I tell? 35706 How can I? |
35706 | How can it be? |
35706 | How can the journey be continued? |
35706 | How could I tell? 35706 How much did they amount to, Mother?" |
35706 | How would you arrange it? |
35706 | How? |
35706 | How? |
35706 | I shall reach Kendal on Tuesday afternoon, and you, Robert, when? |
35706 | I should like to pay it back, but if I should die, would my father have to pay it for me? |
35706 | If there is a finger- post on the sea sands with the word''danger''on it, is it necessary to say what kind of danger? 35706 If you hold such opinions, Milly, you must also believe that angels still retain human feelings?" |
35706 | In Memphis, Robert? |
35706 | Is he a religious man? |
35706 | Is he a soldier now? |
35706 | Is he anything like A----? |
35706 | Is he dying? |
35706 | Is he nice looking? |
35706 | Is he nice? |
35706 | Is he pleasant? 35706 Is it business?" |
35706 | Is it safe to return to New Orleans? |
35706 | Is she_ very_ dark? |
35706 | Is that a Scotch superstition? |
35706 | Is that all, Robert? |
35706 | Is that all? |
35706 | Is that for, or against them? |
35706 | Is there a deil to hold? 35706 Is there anything right with the man now? |
35706 | Mr. Curtis would not renew his offer, I suppose? |
35706 | Need I go? |
35706 | Not that little house with a Spanish dagger in the strip of ground before it? |
35706 | Novels? |
35706 | Now what can a fellow know about almanacs? |
35706 | O Strong Soul, by what shore Tarriest thou now? 35706 Of an empty house?" |
35706 | Or like B----? |
35706 | Or will this dwelling be suitable? |
35706 | Really? |
35706 | Robert,I asked,"what kind of a ship is this? |
35706 | Shall I have to move? |
35706 | So you are Amelia? |
35706 | Suppose they had not approved it? |
35706 | Thank Mr. Howard for me,I said,"and you?" |
35706 | The Acheron, Milly? |
35706 | The Board will also allow you five pounds for traveling expenses, but----"Yes, Dr. Farrar, but what? |
35706 | The Governor? |
35706 | The Salvation Army? |
35706 | Then I am for Women''s Suffrage? |
35706 | Then Mollie is rich? |
35706 | Then it is not a revised Testament? |
35706 | Then like F----? |
35706 | Then she went to New York, I suppose? |
35706 | Then that man is here? 35706 Then what of those who are not heirs of salvation?" |
35706 | Then where shall we go? |
35706 | Then why do women attempt them? |
35706 | Then you do n''t approve of the movement? |
35706 | Then, Miss, where will your Arminianism be? 35706 Then, Robert?" |
35706 | There are three children,she said,"and God willing there may be four, and where are we to sleep them all?" |
35706 | To an American? |
35706 | Very sick? |
35706 | Was Father angry? |
35706 | Was it Dr. Litten,I asked,"who operated?" |
35706 | Was it a trance, Robert? |
35706 | Was it your doing, Milly? |
35706 | We are going to live among heroes,I said;"and, O Robert, after a life among weavers and traders, will not that be a great experience?" |
35706 | Well then, if a woman is insulted by a woman, what can she do? |
35706 | Well, Mary,he said,"is it from your brother? |
35706 | Well, then, Lilly, have you any idea as to what we can do? |
35706 | West, I suppose? |
35706 | What about? |
35706 | What did Mother say, Ann? |
35706 | What did she say? |
35706 | What do you call well- to- do? |
35706 | What do you say to the United States? |
35706 | What do you say, Mary, to this plan? |
35706 | What do you think of them? |
35706 | What does Father mean? |
35706 | What else? |
35706 | What for, Jane? |
35706 | What for? |
35706 | What is Mrs. Peacock doing here? |
35706 | What is it that you teach? |
35706 | What is she doing? |
35706 | What is that? |
35706 | What is the good of talking nonsense? |
35706 | What is the trouble, my friend? |
35706 | What is there to know about them anyhow? 35706 What is''sequestered''?" |
35706 | What kind of a man is Booth? |
35706 | What kind of a young man? 35706 What kind of people?" |
35706 | What punishment? 35706 What way would I do that?" |
35706 | What will you do with yourself? |
35706 | What will your husband say? |
35706 | What would you do? 35706 What would you have said, if in my place?" |
35706 | When dem Yankees coming, Miss Milly? |
35706 | Where are you going to? |
35706 | Where is he now? |
35706 | Where is it? |
35706 | Where is that? |
35706 | Where is the contract? |
35706 | Where is your home? |
35706 | Which shall it be, Milly? |
35706 | Whittling in church, and the Senate House? |
35706 | Who is Louis Klopsch? |
35706 | Who taught you those words, Milly? |
35706 | Whom do you belong to? |
35706 | Why Memphis? |
35706 | Why art thou cast down, O my soul? |
35706 | Why did you do that, Lucille? |
35706 | Why did you tell him tomorrow? |
35706 | Why not? 35706 Why not?" |
35706 | Why not? |
35706 | Why not? |
35706 | Why will you think wrong of Frank, Mamma? |
35706 | Why? 35706 Will you buy it?" |
35706 | Will you hire yourself to me, Harriet? 35706 Will you not dress first?" |
35706 | Will you remain in Reading? |
35706 | Will you repeat them? |
35706 | Will you rest? |
35706 | Yes,said Jane,"and what did Miss Berners do?" |
35706 | You can maybe find a boarding- house? |
35706 | You do not wish to tell me? |
35706 | You dreamed this? |
35706 | You love me, dear? |
35706 | You must have a good deal of money saved, Robert? |
35706 | You saw all this, Milly, while he was here a short hour or two? |
35706 | You talk of course? |
35706 | You think it will be a success? |
35706 | ''It is your fault,''he continued,''whatna for, did you buy Alexander Hastie''s business, if you didna ken how to run it? |
35706 | After you have packed the boxes on Tuesday, what then?" |
35706 | Alexander, also, but you, dear Mamma?" |
35706 | And I add with emphatic undercrossing,"How does he know anything about me? |
35706 | And how could the thin strips of wood be made to bend and to take that impression? |
35706 | And the first words the dying boy uttered were,"Papa, what is the matter with my brother?" |
35706 | And there is no stable to it, and what about the ponies?" |
35706 | And what strange link was there between the room in which I slept, and the man who died? |
35706 | And why did I see it? |
35706 | And why should we not come back as often as we are capable of acquiring fresh knowledge and experience? |
35706 | And why was it shown to me when as yet it was not? |
35706 | And you?" |
35706 | Are there not memories between us set, No later love, no future days can know? |
35706 | Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister to those who are the heirs of salvation?" |
35706 | Are they not right words, Father?" |
35706 | Are they not written in the books of the historians, and in my own novel,"Remember the Alamo"? |
35706 | Are you going to be his next victim?" |
35706 | Are you going to give it up because it is difficult? |
35706 | Are you really so ill, Will?" |
35706 | Are you sick?" |
35706 | As I was leaving he asked,"Have you money enough to take you to London?" |
35706 | As soon as I saw him, I knew there was trouble, and I said,"What is it, Robert?" |
35706 | As soon as this was done I said,"I want some night clothing out, Robert; will you hold_ Lilly_ for a few minutes?" |
35706 | At first the songs were comic, such as the"Laird o''Cockpen,"or"O Johnnie Cope, Are You Waking Yet? |
35706 | Australia?" |
35706 | Barr?" |
35706 | Blair?" |
35706 | Booth?" |
35706 | But all the same he never forgets certain days-- you remember?" |
35706 | But as I walked through the rooms, an indefinable repugnance took possession of me, and I asked Robert if he knew who had been living in it? |
35706 | But does the forgetting of any sinful act, absolve us from its consequences? |
35706 | But how could I explain so complex a feeling to Ann, when I could not even understand it myself? |
35706 | But if it had come true, what then? |
35706 | But the scene was not cheerful; how could it be, after a steady, soft rain from morning to night? |
35706 | But where on this earth shall the mortal be found, who is free of all trouble? |
35706 | But why Lilly?" |
35706 | But--"and I looked doubtfully at him--"but this course of instruction, will it cost much money?" |
35706 | CHAPTER XXII THE LATEST GOSPEL: KNOW THY WORK AND DO IT"What is our Life? |
35706 | Can I write? |
35706 | Chesterton calls Christ''s counsel to"take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? |
35706 | Civil, of course, but she never once spoke of their Saturday evenings, or asked,"When are you coming to see us?" |
35706 | D----?" |
35706 | DEAR MRS. BARR: What shall I say of your book? |
35706 | Dare any one declare that God has ceased to speak to man? |
35706 | Did I write any more poetry? |
35706 | Did you see Clarke''s handkerchief?" |
35706 | Do n''t you think so?" |
35706 | Do n''t you want your own home, Mamma?" |
35706 | Do they not make each sighing, trembling string A mighty link? |
35706 | Do they remember Nilus yet? |
35706 | Do we carry away so much from one life, that there is nothing left to repay us for coming back? |
35706 | Do you know where we can rent anything as comfortable?" |
35706 | Do you know where you are going?" |
35706 | Do you not know that throwing back the hair from the brow, reveals whatever is good in you?" |
35706 | Do you see the man?" |
35706 | Do you think Father will spare me?" |
35706 | Do you think I can write?" |
35706 | Do you think they have forgotten the place of their sins and cruelties? |
35706 | Does grain of wheat, or seed of flower, Hold still a memory Of happy English harvest homes On many a pleasant lea? |
35706 | Does it matter, Milly?" |
35706 | Does she see the lifted hand? |
35706 | Father asked if all was well with him? |
35706 | For fear I should forget? |
35706 | For how could such little ones come unto Him, if there were none to show the way? |
35706 | From that hour Archie grew steadily worse and when Dr. Bacon called the following afternoon, I said,"He is very ill, Doctor?" |
35706 | Greek girls with mingled wreaths of wheat And poppies in their hair? |
35706 | Had I not been lauding this bit of Texas as an outskirt of Paradise all afternoon? |
35706 | Had I not done it all the years of her life? |
35706 | Had the master died in that room? |
35706 | Hall?" |
35706 | Hall?" |
35706 | Ham''s daughters dusky fair? |
35706 | Handsome?" |
35706 | Happiness? |
35706 | Has He failed me ever since? |
35706 | Have I not sat, and talked, and played around his grave in Penrith churchyard? |
35706 | Have we not all of us, at some time in our lives, said ill- omened words, which we would gladly have recalled, if it had been possible? |
35706 | Have we sufficient money to return to New York?" |
35706 | Have you come home at last?" |
35706 | He had already taken me from my father, my mother, my sisters, and my home; the friends of my youth, the land of my birth, what, and where next? |
35706 | He looked at me inquiringly, and said,"_ Lilly!_ Is it to be that? |
35706 | He looked at them and asked,"Does your father know, Amelia?" |
35706 | He readily understood the position, and inquired next if we intended to return to Memphis, as soon as it was safe to do so? |
35706 | He turned as we entered, and Mrs. Semple said,"Weel, Robert, how''s a''with you?" |
35706 | He was spent of breath, and could hardly speak, but, after a mouthful of water, he gasped out,"How-- long--''fore Chris''mas, Missis?" |
35706 | Here was another stepping- stone towards destiny: where would it lead me? |
35706 | His smithy is dirty and dark enough, And he is dirty and glum; When a man is beating iron bars, What can he be but dumb? |
35706 | How can the noble American male bear to see it? |
35706 | How can we go into two or three rooms with five little children? |
35706 | How can we tell what subtle lines run between spirit and spirit? |
35706 | How did the women amuse themselves? |
35706 | How long have you known John Humphreys?" |
35706 | How then could I see it in my dreams? |
35706 | How was I to finish it? |
35706 | How was I to provide for myself? |
35706 | How would you like it?" |
35706 | How would you like to realize your idea?" |
35706 | How? |
35706 | I could feel their soft kisses on my hands and face, and I finally found strength to ask Mary,"How are Calvin and Alice?" |
35706 | I have been fit to drop with work ever since you went away, Amelia, and who cares? |
35706 | I laughed a little and asked,"Did you expect marriage to make me ugly and old, Jane?" |
35706 | I looked at her inquiringly, but did not speak, and she asked,"Do you know what is in it?" |
35706 | I saw dissent on Lilly''s face, and I asked,"Is that your opinion also, Lilly?" |
35706 | I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction.... Was thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation?... |
35706 | I thought he did not listen with his usual sympathy, and I asked"if he thought we had done wrong to come away without her knowledge?" |
35706 | I told him that I would like it better than anything else in the world, and then I asked,"Would you like me to come?" |
35706 | I told him, and then asked,"Why do you want to know?" |
35706 | I was never a crying child, and my teacher was astonished, and asked me rather sternly,"What is the matter with you, Amelia? |
35706 | If not, for whom were these scented airs, in the glimmering of the summer twilight? |
35706 | If she notices that I am anxious, and I say,"I am a little troubled,"she asks if I have"told God about the trouble?" |
35706 | If she works, we may, if God wills, reach our harbor in safety----""And if not, Captain?" |
35706 | Illingworth?" |
35706 | In Chicago?" |
35706 | India? |
35706 | Into which of these rooms was He going? |
35706 | Is he not?" |
35706 | Is it interesting? |
35706 | Is it not all written in Knight''s and many other histories at every one''s hand? |
35706 | Is it not strange, dear?" |
35706 | Is it too late now?" |
35706 | Is it worth while? |
35706 | Is my work really going to be printed? |
35706 | Is the soul as inert and dead as the body appears to be? |
35706 | Is there any holier Trinity than this? |
35706 | Is there any more plebeian occupation? |
35706 | Is there much to pack, Milly?" |
35706 | Is there something they must not tell? |
35706 | It is the proper thing to do, I suppose?" |
35706 | It was always the old antiphony of love:"I love you, sweet, how can you ever learn How much I love you?" |
35706 | It was, however, a kind of work it was pleasant to loiter over, and after talking awhile Ann said,"What did Mrs. Huddleston say about her brother?" |
35706 | Leaning over the taffrail, that evening he came to me and asked how I liked his sermon? |
35706 | Lilly asked"Why do you not sue him, Mary? |
35706 | Lilly noticed it in my hand, and asked where it was from? |
35706 | Mr. Sykes had approved the locality, and it suited my library wants perfectly, but now I asked Mary, if she thought we ought to see about a change? |
35706 | Mr. Willis says you have three daughters; how old are they?" |
35706 | Now, how is it, that the very same circumstances are not always equally pleasant? |
35706 | Now,"Who forged that other influence? |
35706 | Oh, why had I not done these things? |
35706 | One day I asked her,"Why?" |
35706 | Or fair Judean maids at morn Gleaning among the yellow corn? |
35706 | Or is it all dollars and cents?" |
35706 | Or shall we go on?" |
35706 | Or were you dropped from o''er the crystal bars, Filled with the perfume of celestial psalms? |
35706 | R----?" |
35706 | Robert repeated this speech to me with certain Texan interjections I need not insert, and I asked,"Will you go with him?" |
35706 | Shall we give up our lives to a ceaseless, contemptible struggle, that brings us neither money nor respect? |
35706 | Shall we stay in Chicago? |
35706 | Shall we turn back now? |
35706 | She has not a feeling in common with them, and how can she defend herself against innuendoes? |
35706 | She looked at me suspiciously, and said,"Who put it up there?" |
35706 | She looked at them, and then at me, and asked,"Do you like that acquaintanceship?" |
35706 | She opened her eyes, and looked sadly at me and I asked,"Is it worth while continuing the fight? |
35706 | She was such a tender little soul, if she stumbled in the river who would care for her? |
35706 | So I did not speak, and he asked,"Are you not pleased, Milly?" |
35706 | So clever, so witty, so good- hearted, what has become of such a rare man? |
35706 | So what chance had I against a lover of such manifold attractions? |
35706 | So, my dear, we have enough, and even a little to spare; what more does a child of God want?" |
35706 | Something must be done, but what? |
35706 | Sometimes he brought it to us, and we always listened and answered,"Is that possible, Sultan?" |
35706 | Sometimes he took me with him into the Cloth Hall; sometimes also men would say,"Why, Jonathan, whose little lass is that?" |
35706 | Such a Dutchman as_ Joris_ was not natural, and was I sure that_ Lady Godon_ and her set spoke English as I had represented them? |
35706 | Suppose we try it?" |
35706 | That I can hold within my small white palm? |
35706 | That was a ceremony always observed in the North of England, when the master died, but what made me dream of it that night? |
35706 | The beautiful, the loved, where are they all? |
35706 | The shawl was of wonderful beauty and of great value, but what girl of nineteen would now wear a shawl? |
35706 | The_ Atlantic_ sails about four in the afternoon; do you understand?" |
35706 | Then Ann came in and lifted the beeswax, and was going away when Father said,"Where is your mistress, Ann?" |
35706 | Then He said to me,"Am I not sufficient?" |
35706 | Then I asked anxiously,"The children?" |
35706 | Then I dreamed a dream, and when I awakened from it I said softly,"Are you sleeping, Robert?" |
35706 | Then I said,"Mary, what in your opinion is the best thing to try?" |
35706 | Then Mrs. Smith came to my room, and she had a letter in her hand,"It is for you,"she said pleasantly,"and, what do you think? |
35706 | Then after another tug with the straps she looked up, her face aglow and asked,"Things do n''t_ stay_ wrong, do they? |
35706 | Then he laughed, and, clasping my hand, asked,"How many trunks have you?" |
35706 | Then he leaped to his feet, and his face was shining, and he kissed me tenderly,"Where shall we go?" |
35706 | Then why not give Him the same child- like confidence and affection? |
35706 | Then why should we despise their teaching? |
35706 | They have the use of their eyes and ears; they can feel and taste and touch, why can they not speak? |
35706 | To what school was I to go next? |
35706 | Towards the end of March Mr. Stone of Chicago wrote to me for a novel, and I sold him"Was It Right to Forgive?" |
35706 | Truly in real life it is apparently so, but if fiction does not show us a better life than reality, what is the good of it? |
35706 | Undoubtedly it was an exaggeration of even the Congo type, but why did I cry at the sight of it? |
35706 | Was I happy while thus busy? |
35706 | Was I not happy? |
35706 | Was a fragrance so rich and rare wasted? |
35706 | We are not fashionable people; why should we go to a fashionable street?" |
35706 | We asked a young man who had been shooting game in Canada,"Where is Louisiana?" |
35706 | We loved each other better than ever before; what had caused the change? |
35706 | We may, and do, attribute much to means, but what are all means without His sanction, and His blessing? |
35706 | What about Memphis? |
35706 | What are your own plans?" |
35706 | What can you do?" |
35706 | What did Houston say?" |
35706 | What did he say?" |
35706 | What did you dream last night?" |
35706 | What do you think of doing?" |
35706 | What do you think? |
35706 | What does he say?" |
35706 | What does it mean?" |
35706 | What does reincarnation demand of us? |
35706 | What does that man know about trembling shy little girls?" |
35706 | What frightened you?" |
35706 | What has happened, William?" |
35706 | What is the lesson we learn night after night from this condition? |
35706 | What is the matter now? |
35706 | What kind of a girl are you? |
35706 | What says Madame?" |
35706 | What scientist can yet disclose, how the green bud becomes the rose? |
35706 | What shall we do? |
35706 | What telluric, or extra- telluric influence,_ can govern thought_?" |
35706 | What then, ma''am?" |
35706 | What then? |
35706 | What time did he go?" |
35706 | What were all the royal palaces, and ancient castles, and wizard towers to me? |
35706 | What were we to do? |
35706 | What will you do now?" |
35706 | What will you do then?" |
35706 | What will you take for it?" |
35706 | When he went away, I looked steadily at Robert and asked,"Will you wait until tomorrow?" |
35706 | When she came in the morning, I said to her,"Why did you go home last night, Gertrude?" |
35706 | Where do you get such ideas?" |
35706 | Where do_ you_ come from?" |
35706 | Where does the light of dreams come from? |
35706 | Where had I seen this kind of exhibition before? |
35706 | Where is it?" |
35706 | Where is it?" |
35706 | Where is the Cartmel place?" |
35706 | Where then will you go? |
35706 | Where was I? |
35706 | Where was their patriotism then? |
35706 | Who can tell? |
35706 | Who can tell? |
35706 | Who can tell?" |
35706 | Who has not been amazed at the persistency with which a coin, a key, a button, a pebble picked up and put in the pocket, stays there? |
35706 | Who has not suffered and rejoiced in dreams, with an intensity impossible to their waking hours? |
35706 | Who has not then striven with things impossible and accomplished them without any feeling of surprise? |
35706 | Who is General Waul?" |
35706 | Who is to make the butter? |
35706 | Who would take his place? |
35706 | Whom must I go to now, that it was near midnight? |
35706 | Why did I cry? |
35706 | Why did you come in?" |
35706 | Why did you come? |
35706 | Why do I believe it? |
35706 | Why do they do it? |
35706 | Why do they not talk? |
35706 | Why else should Christ have descended into hell to preach to the spirits in prison there? |
35706 | Why had it come to me at this hour? |
35706 | Why not buy it? |
35706 | Why not stop it?" |
35706 | Why should I annoy you by speaking of him?" |
35706 | Why that date?" |
35706 | Why then think about it? |
35706 | Why was God so hard to me? |
35706 | Why were the blinds not broken to pieces by three blows from a hand like that? |
35706 | Why were they not present? |
35706 | Why, then, write the book? |
35706 | Why? |
35706 | Will any one tell me what is the influence they exert over many and widely different personalities? |
35706 | Will it begin soon?" |
35706 | Will that be satisfactory?'' |
35706 | Will they not learn to talk, until they have forgotten it? |
35706 | Will you buy it?" |
35706 | Will you come to Richmond farm with me?" |
35706 | Will you give me a cup of tea now?" |
35706 | Will you go to the frontier?" |
35706 | Will you have a cup of tea, and will you stay all night?" |
35706 | Will you hire yourself to me?" |
35706 | Will you let me?" |
35706 | Will you like to write for him?" |
35706 | Will you not dress a little for the evening? |
35706 | Will you return to England? |
35706 | Will you take half?" |
35706 | Will you try it?'' |
35706 | Will you try one?" |
35706 | Wo n''t that be best?'' |
35706 | Would God be less kind to us than we were to them? |
35706 | Would Texas indeed give a future to our mistaken past? |
35706 | Would he care? |
35706 | Would he remember? |
35706 | Would it have been good for me to know this? |
35706 | Would you go to God with them?" |
35706 | Would you like to do that?" |
35706 | You can live on that, I should say?" |
35706 | You do not quarrel with any one else, why can not you two agree?" |
35706 | You have heard me speak of Ann Oddy?" |
35706 | You know about your Uncle Bell, do you not?" |
35706 | You know some ministers have given up the idea of personal devil,"I said; and I quite anticipated_ the look_ I got in reply,"Have they? |
35706 | You know that, do n''t you, Mamma?" |
35706 | You know who I mean?" |
35706 | You must have noticed him?" |
35706 | You will get your business here back soon, will you not?" |
35706 | Your silk gown was bought and made in London, and you have some lovely English lace, what can you want more?" |
35706 | _ Ten years?_ When I was alone, I could not help a few regretful tears, but alas! |
35706 | _ Who_ had been watching me through the long night hours? |
35706 | _ Who_ had prevented it, and that in such a manner as should convince me that it was no mortal hand, and no mortal bolt that saved me? |
35706 | and was I in the old garden, when I heard the news of his death? |
35706 | and what kind of a way will he lead them?" |
35706 | he continued,"and I think a marriage certificate will be the best diploma for you-- Reverend Dr. Barr''s son, is it not?" |
35706 | he cried,"who are you, my little maid?" |
35706 | on that bed? |
35706 | or, What shall we drink? |
35706 | or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?" |
35706 | she cried,"Amelia, what are you doing? |