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.
| identifier | question |
|---|---|
| 18480 | St. Patrick''s own words in the Epistle to Coroticus,"Have I not tender mercy on that nation which formerly took me captive?" |
| 18482 | And after him? |
| 18482 | And after him? |
| 18482 | And next to him? |
| 18482 | And the half from the ford westwards, why do you spare it? |
| 18482 | Do you believe in repentance after sin? |
| 18482 | How now? |
| 18482 | I have not said to thee,''Shall it be done?'' |
| 18482 | In what way did this happen? |
| 18482 | Is that His decision? |
| 18482 | Is there anything else you demand? |
| 18482 | Is there anything more granted to me besides that? |
| 18482 | Is there anything more you demand? |
| 18482 | That will be a blemish to many, indeed,said Fiacc;"why should not I be taken in place of him?" |
| 18482 | What are you considering? |
| 18482 | What brought you? |
| 18482 | What form do you desire? |
| 18482 | What is Patrick''s wish? |
| 18482 | What is that? |
| 18482 | What reward? |
| 18482 | What shall I render to Him for all the things that He hath rendered to me? |
| 18482 | What size do you desire to be? |
| 18482 | What was the reason,asked Patrick,"that the sign of Christianity--_i.e._, the cross-- was placed over thy grave?" |
| 18482 | What will you accept, then? |
| 18482 | Whence are ye? |
| 18482 | Whence are you, and whither have you come? 18482 Whence is the hag?" |
| 18482 | Where shall I go? |
| 18482 | Where will you give it me? |
| 18482 | Which of the other saints who labor for God,said Patrick,"that would not bring that number to heaven? |
| 18482 | Which of your sons is dearest to you? |
| 18482 | Why is it not good to leave it as it was placed? |
| 18482 | Why, then,said the saint,"bearest thou the cross of Christ, thou who didst never worship or acknowledge Him?" |
| 18482 | And the Lord, who is greater than all? |
| 18482 | And the daughters said, as if with one mouth and one heart,"How shall we come to believe in that king? |
| 18482 | And the saint answered unto him:"Hast thou not read the promise of the Lord? |
| 18482 | And"what doth it profit a man if he gain the whole world and suffer the loss of his soul?" |
| 18482 | Are we not from one stock, and have we not one God for our Father? |
| 18482 | Are you gods?" |
| 18482 | But what avails an excuse, however true, especially when accompanied with presumption? |
| 18482 | But what shall I say or promise to my Lord? |
| 18482 | But what was this one among so many? |
| 18482 | But when it happened that I baptized so many thousand men, did I expect even half a"screpall"from them? |
| 18482 | But who will believe me? |
| 18482 | Daire answered:"What place do you desire?" |
| 18482 | Did I come to Ireland according to God or according to the flesh? |
| 18482 | Et dixit Patrici:"Do you believe that through baptism the sin of your mother and of your father shall be put away from you?" |
| 18482 | Et posuit ibi Assicum et Bite filium fratris Assicus( Assici?) |
| 18482 | For brave Josue stood the bright sun To witness the wicked all slain; Why not for Saint Patrick thrice more To illumine Hibernia''s plain? |
| 18482 | Has He sons and daughters? |
| 18482 | Have I not a pious mercy towards that nation which formerly took me captive? |
| 18482 | He then went to Brosnacha, and the men of Munster followed after him, as if with one accord; and their households( hillocks? |
| 18482 | Hono asked Patrick,"What will you give me for this land?" |
| 18482 | I am reviled-- what shall I do, O Lord? |
| 18482 | Is He beautiful, or have many fostered His son, or is His daughter handsome, and dear to men of the world?" |
| 18482 | Is He young or old? |
| 18482 | Is it from the_ sidhe_? |
| 18482 | Is it not agreed that one pulleth down and another buildeth? |
| 18482 | Is there a profusion of every good in his kingdom? |
| 18482 | Is there anything else granted to me?" |
| 18482 | Is there anything else, then, to be granted to me?" |
| 18482 | Is there anything more granted to me?" |
| 18482 | Is there anything more?" |
| 18482 | Nor does the apostle say without reason:"If the just are scarcely saved, where shall the sinner, the impious, and the transgressor of the law appear?" |
| 18482 | Or when the Lord ordained clergy through my humility and ministry, did I confer the grace gratuitously? |
| 18482 | Patrick asked,"Why was it that you did not tell me?" |
| 18482 | Patrick asked;"What are they?" |
| 18482 | Patrick said to him:"Is there anything in which I have offended God, or is His anger upon me?" |
| 18482 | Patrick stood in the middle of the house, when a certain plebeian asked,"Have we no other prayer that we could recite except this?" |
| 18482 | Patrick thereupon blessed the households( hillocks? |
| 18482 | Sechnall said to Patrick:"When shall I make a hymn of praise for thee?" |
| 18482 | Shall God forget to be merciful, and shut up his mercy in his displeasure?" |
| 18482 | Shall his mercy come to an end from generation to generation? |
| 18482 | The elder daughter said,"Who is your God, and in what place is he, in heaven or in earth? |
| 18482 | There he said:"Is not that the church of the cleric who said that there would be neither king nor roydamhna from Laeghaire?" |
| 18482 | They think it an indignity that we have been born in Ireland; as He said:"Have ye not one God? |
| 18482 | What delayed you to- day?" |
| 18482 | What hope have you in God? |
| 18482 | What more shall I say? |
| 18482 | What will he think of his miserable kingdom, which shall pass away in a moment, like clouds or smoke, which are dispersed by the wind? |
| 18482 | When Patrick was praying at the cross,"This is a sepulchre,"said Patrick;"who was buried here?" |
| 18482 | Where will Coroticus and his wicked rebels against Christ find themselves when they shall see rewards distributed amongst the baptized women? |
| 18482 | Who compelled me? |
| 18482 | Who of the saints would not dread to share in the feasts or amusements of such persons? |
| 18482 | Who, I pray you, can estimate in his mind the merit of Patrick? |
| 18482 | Why do ye each forsake his neighbor?" |
| 18482 | Why need we many words? |
| 18482 | has He gold and silver? |
| 18482 | is it under the earth, or on the earth, or in seas, or in streams, or in hills, or in valleys? |
| 18482 | or is He ever- living? |
| 18482 | whom I have brought forth in Christ in such multitudes, what shall I do for you? |
| 6371 | -- Dread monster? |
| 6371 | A traveller? |
| 6371 | Ah, but why? |
| 6371 | Ah, what Christians are these two Who with actions so discordant, One deprives me of my rest, And the other robs my honour? |
| 6371 | And dost thou think, O Patrick, that I owe My blood so little, as to yield to dread, And trembling fear like a weak woman show? |
| 6371 | And since thus my disposition Is so free, of what importance Is a murder more or less? |
| 6371 | And the air, In reverberating thunder, Does it not in fear and wonder Say, O Lord, that Thou art there? |
| 6371 | And wilt thou in thy pity Try to save him from his anger? |
| 6371 | Are not, too, Thy praises sung By the fire and water-- each Dowered for this divinest speech, With tongue the wave, the flame with tongue? |
| 6371 | Are you already to this knight infected? |
| 6371 | But at that why wonder, If myself I do not know? |
| 6371 | But so patient who could be As to not desire to see What impends, how dark its gloom? |
| 6371 | But what matters this to me? |
| 6371 | But whence this horror That comes o''er me as I see him, This strange awe that chills, that shocks me? |
| 6371 | But wherefore sounds this trumpet? |
| 6371 | But whither do I stray, Treading the shades of death in this dark way? |
| 6371 | But who''s this? |
| 6371 | But, what''s this? |
| 6371 | Came ever here( This is quite between us two) Any wandering stranger who Did not draw you so, my dear? |
| 6371 | Can the soul, when it is severed From the body, be so active As to have another life, Or of bale or bliss, hereafter? |
| 6371 | Christian, say, Why do you no fear display, Seeing now in angry mood My hand raised to shed your blood? |
| 6371 | Could it ever me come near In an earthquake''s agonies? |
| 6371 | Declare, Art thou demon, man, or monster? |
| 6371 | Do n''t you see, sir, Od''s my life, That this woman is my wife? |
| 6371 | Eh, my Lucy? |
| 6371 | Exceed ME? |
| 6371 | For if but only In a swoon, what mighty marvel, Then, was done? |
| 6371 | For so many injuries Why not instant vengeance take, When volcanic fires awake In my breast, and hell- flames rise? |
| 6371 | For who Proudly soars that doth not fall? |
| 6371 | Has the peasant gone, I wonder? |
| 6371 | Hast thou a human heart? |
| 6371 | Heavenly Lord, who canst thou be? |
| 6371 | How could a dream, my lord, provoke you so? |
| 6371 | How? |
| 6371 | If to find my death I come, Why precipitate my doom? |
| 6371 | If you call me, wherefore fly thus? |
| 6371 | If''tis me you seek, why mock me By retiring? |
| 6371 | Is Patrick dead? |
| 6371 | Is any sight more fair? |
| 6371 | Is it possible, once more That alive I see thee? |
| 6371 | Is it she? |
| 6371 | It is true that I was seen Once your slave: for who, indeed, Can the fickle wheel control? |
| 6371 | Kill her? |
| 6371 | Leogaire, thou''lt surely dare? |
| 6371 | Mighty lord does he call him? |
| 6371 | Not know thyself? |
| 6371 | Not one? |
| 6371 | O heaven- aspiring sea, Say in what vast depths can be All the lives thou hast entombed? |
| 6371 | O''er the earth dost Thou not write In the characters of flowers Thy great goodness? |
| 6371 | O, mighty Lord, who will not now admire Thy wondrous works? |
| 6371 | Or in dark or brightsome hours, Praise they not Thy power and might? |
| 6371 | Patrick, thou who thus my grief Interrupted, and my sadness Doubled with thy golden words, Hiding false and poisonous matter, Why thus persecute me? |
| 6371 | Philip? |
| 6371 | Say, can it be to conquer me The common enemy doth send This spectre here? |
| 6371 | Say, what? |
| 6371 | Say, who shall be the first this cave to tread? |
| 6371 | See ye, see ye not this Atlas Back recede, and this huge mountain Tremble to its base? |
| 6371 | Seest thou this mountain? |
| 6371 | Sir, I''ve seen you Here the last two nights; your object? |
| 6371 | Stiff and stony corse, who art thou? |
| 6371 | Such a word dost ask me? |
| 6371 | Tell me, talking thus apart, Who it is on whom you call? |
| 6371 | That of dust and ashes formed Now dost live? |
| 6371 | The sad sentence of his death Have I come, by the king''s orders, Here to read to Luis Enius.-- But what''s this? |
| 6371 | Then a new and unknown Legion of devils rushing out of the Pit surrounded him, and asked what he did there? |
| 6371 | Then say what? |
| 6371 | Then this beauteous one, that here Lies in her own blood bedabbled, There, is living at this moment? |
| 6371 | Then to witness two embraces Does not look at all suspicious?-- Was it malice, then, in me, Not plain seeing? |
| 6371 | Then, Captain, thou? |
| 6371 | Then, what pledge may I demand Of your faith? |
| 6371 | Thou wert asleep, my lord; what could it be? |
| 6371 | Two? |
| 6371 | Was there ever love so vain As is mine, a brief caress Cradled in forgetfulness? |
| 6371 | Well, then, this being so, I ask Was Polonia when this happened Dead or not? |
| 6371 | Were it not better, cavalier, To pass the night here till the dawn appear? |
| 6371 | What God Can be this, of whom such marvels You relate, who life eternal Gives when temporal life departeth? |
| 6371 | What I wonder should I do? |
| 6371 | What are these sad solemn accents That transpierce my very heart, That cut through me like a dagger? |
| 6371 | What is fear? |
| 6371 | What is that? |
| 6371 | What is this? |
| 6371 | What is this? |
| 6371 | What rude hand in ruffian anger Raised its bloody steel against Beauty so divinely fashioned? |
| 6371 | What seest thou inside? |
| 6371 | What so suddenly Has chanced, Polonia? |
| 6371 | What will be the satisfaction Of my life? |
| 6371 | What would''st thou? |
| 6371 | What''s this? |
| 6371 | What''s to do? |
| 6371 | What''s your wish? |
| 6371 | Where, I ask then, was her soul? |
| 6371 | Where, oh, where shall I conceal me From Thy countenance, if haply Thou art wroth? |
| 6371 | Wherefore Thus disturb the hills and valleys Of my kingdom with deceptions And new- fangled laws and maxims? |
| 6371 | Who before saw waves on mountains? |
| 6371 | Who but I should so lament? |
| 6371 | Who but I should wail thus sadly? |
| 6371 | Who can bear this? |
| 6371 | Who his sepulchre has ever Steered, as I, through fire and snow? |
| 6371 | Who is there? |
| 6371 | Who that hears me will not mourn? |
| 6371 | Who that hears this awful lesson Will not sigh and will not weep, Will not fear and will not tremble? |
| 6371 | Who''mid woods saw ships at anchor? |
| 6371 | Who''s there? |
| 6371 | Who''s there? |
| 6371 | Who''s there? |
| 6371 | Why on earth should every goblin Pounce on me? |
| 6371 | Why these outcries? |
| 6371 | Why thus ponder? |
| 6371 | Why wildly seekest thou the sea? |
| 6371 | Why? |
| 6371 | Wilt give thy hand to this outcast of the wave? |
| 6371 | With amaze, I see here"To Patrick"Oh, Can a slave be honoured so? |
| 6371 | dismayed? |
| 6371 | if wheresoever My unhappy fate might cast me There I brought with me my sin? |
| 6371 | is it possible that I am here Again on earth after so many a year, And that once more I see The light of the sun? |
| 6371 | no answer? |
| 6371 | this commotion? |
| 6371 | what delays thee? |
| 6371 | what evil impulse With demoniac instinct prompteth Thus my hand? |
| 6371 | what is this I see? |
| 6371 | what mournful tones are these? |
| 6371 | what''s this I hear? |
| 6371 | what''s this I see? |
| 6371 | who are they? |
| 6371 | who calls me? |
| 6371 | who calls me? |
| 6371 | who can grant this? |
| 6371 | who is this that I behold? |
| 6371 | who that''s not insane Will enter Patrick''s Purgatory again? |
| 6371 | who will not praise Thee? |
| 6371 | why return, dread monster? |
| 6371 | with reason or without it, Am I married, sir, or no? |
| 6371 | would frighten fifty Hectors; What know I of Lady Spectres, Or of Lord Don Purgatories? |
| 6371 | ye immortal deities, Would you still try by threatenings such as these What I can bear? |
| 6371 | you do not answer? |