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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32601 | Do you think I am nothing? 32601 Whose, indeed?" |
32601 | Why have you come? |
32601 | Behold, hast thou not broken off all my strong legs and left me only the weak ones?" |
32601 | Do you think I shall cease? |
32601 | His mother said:"Are you strong enough for this work?" |
32601 | How could he govern the earthquakes if his left arm were torn off also? |
32601 | Maui asked:"By what shall I be overcome?" |
32601 | Maui replied:"What do I care? |
32601 | Maui said,"Where is fire?" |
32601 | One day he asked the messengers,"Who is it you are taking that present of food to?" |
32601 | Ru became angry and said to Maui:"Who told youngsters to talk? |
32601 | She asked:"Who are you? |
32601 | She was angry and cried out:"Where are the bananas of the sun?" |
32601 | The angry demon cried:"Who is that?" |
32601 | The brothers ridiculed Maui, saying:"Where are the Ulua, and where is Pimoe?" |
32601 | Then Maui said,"Will this be by Hine- nui- te- po? |
32601 | Then she asked,"Art thou Maui?" |
32601 | To whom do you belong?" |
32601 | What is she like?" |
32601 | Where are you? |
32601 | Who are you?" |
32601 | Whose can this fire be?" |
32601 | Why art Thou Sulkily biting, biting below? |
32601 | Why did you not pull more steadily? |
32601 | Will you obey and do as I command? |
43824 | But what''s the matter of our bathing suits? |
43824 | But why this terrible delay? 43824 By the way,"Monsieur le Capitaine,"where''s your pilot?" |
43824 | Could we make Hilo by dark? |
43824 | Did you hear that? 43824 Has n''t he overslept this afternoon?" |
43824 | Is n''t it rather a risky business throwing shark- hooks in where a lot of naked boys are swimming? 43824 Is n''t it worth being sea- sick all the way around the world to see? |
43824 | The''Hatiheu Hug''and the''Taio- haie Throttle''--who says they''re disgusting? 43824 Upon what meat has this our missionary fed?" |
43824 | What could be daintier than some fat pigs gorging on mangoes in the hollow of that back? |
43824 | What did he say? |
43824 | What does the Frenchman want of absinthe and the Chinaman of opium when they both have a place like this to look upon? |
43824 | Who''s Fanua? |
43824 | You haf tried money, no doubt, but haf you der oder alternative, der gindness tried? |
43824 | You would n''t engage in one of your California rabbit drives for sport, would you? 43824 ''What''s this for? |
43824 | And do n''t those eyes tell you how well worth waiting for he knows she is? |
43824 | And in fancy can not one hear it all over again? |
43824 | And who in his first year in"The Islands"ever failed to rise for the"real thing"bait under any circumstances? |
43824 | And why should they not cheer? |
43824 | But do you think he is with the others in the cafés chantant or on the boulevards? |
43824 | But how could that be when her lap was still under my head and her fingers stroking my temples? |
43824 | But under which banner will you enlist? |
43824 | But what of that portly old gentleman with the benevolent smile and the beaming eyes? |
43824 | But why no sign of excitement from the silent dreamers? |
43824 | Did n''t you note the tenderness in that smile? |
43824 | Did n''t you see him stiffen up and twist his moustaches as he looked your way just now? |
43824 | Did you see that?" |
43824 | Do n''t you see the swagger of his shoulders; and that twitching movement of the fingers is the twirling of his cane? |
43824 | Do they take me for a reincarnation of Stevenson?" |
43824 | Has a spirit hand passed across his brow and smoothed out those lines of weariness and ill- health? |
43824 | Has the dance also had the vitality to survive without the patronage of the real arbiters of island destiny? |
43824 | If one_ wants_ to dance them disgustingly, of course--"How long will it be, I wonder? |
43824 | Is it because they are telling themselves that it is only the roar of the traffic on the Parisian pavements? |
43824 | Pulling an oar? |
43824 | Riding? |
43824 | Speaking of curios-- won''t Your Highness please tell me if this shark''s tooth necklace which I bought yesterday is really genuine?" |
43824 | That cost you forty francs in all, did n''t it? |
43824 | That dapper young chap with the"spike"moustache and the lieutenant''s epaulettes who sits so straight in his chair, where is he? |
43824 | That''s a Colonel''s uniform, is it not? |
43824 | There-- didn''t you see his lips move? |
43824 | They''re of the missionary set, are n''t they?" |
43824 | Was it really the same Seuka, she of the downcast eye and the blushing cheek and the long, trailing_ holakau_ of the previous afternoon? |
43824 | Was n''t it Moll Pitcher who won the day and a monument by swabbing out the cannon with some of her surplus lingerie? |
43824 | We did n''t think we were better than the Earl of Crawford, did we? |
43824 | What could not have been done with them if their passion for dancing could have been similarly played upon? |
43824 | What do they all do? |
43824 | What if they should snag one of the youngsters?" |
43824 | What is it occupies them in their"lighter hours"? |
43824 | What need was there for a''pull- pull''anyhow? |
43824 | What of its legacies? |
43824 | What was that? |
43824 | What? |
43824 | Who spoke? |
43824 | Would n''t these fools ever set the nectar free and extinguish the flames that were licking up his insides? |
43824 | You do n''t know cricket, do you? |
43824 | You think it will be easy to decide, do you? |
43824 | You, Capt''n? |
32178 | Ah''is it there ye are, Liftinint? 32178 And where are you from, Señor?" |
32178 | But tell me, my old sea dog, why do n''t you leave the broad ocean, and settle down quietly on shore? |
32178 | But the music? |
32178 | Did I know Mazatlan? |
32178 | I say, my fine fellows, are there any horses to be had? |
32178 | Presents to your friends, sir? |
32178 | Shall we dance this evening? |
32178 | Then, would I meet her at the grand fandango in the marisma? |
32178 | Well, old gentleman, what are you pondering on? |
32178 | Well,said I,"old gentleman, how are you to- night?" |
32178 | What of that? |
32178 | Where are they now? |
32178 | Where shall we dance? |
32178 | Who siz that? |
32178 | Why? |
32178 | Why? |
32178 | You did? |
32178 | _ Quien es?_said a gruff voice. |
32178 | And now we said,"Amigo, where''s your horse?" |
32178 | Any killed? |
32178 | At this reply, Dolores entered the chamber, and with a quick low voice, asked,"and the color of his horse, señor? |
32178 | Cleverly done, eh? |
32178 | Could a saint help anathematising such weather? |
32178 | Eloi,"murmurs,_ sotto voce_, another young gentleman in delicate health,"Have my flask filled, eh? |
32178 | Habra cosa de cincuenta dragones!_--Where are the troops? |
32178 | Me allegro, y la familia? |
32178 | Quantos? |
32178 | Que tienes pues?_ he added, with a sneer. |
32178 | Señores!_ said he,"why did n''t General_ Skote_ attack Piñon, where all was prepared for him, instead of creeping around the valley to Churubusco? |
32178 | The noise of horses''hoofs thundering over the hard ground instantly attracted attention; we were greeted by loud yells of_ Quien es? |
32178 | Then their curiosity was interested to know my destination, religious impressions, and so forth-- if I was a_ herege_? |
32178 | Then why these incorrect statements? |
32178 | There were quite a number of pretty women, with very fair complexions and winning manners, who danced like sylphs, as what Creole does not? |
32178 | They may, when saving you in the last gasp of drowning, hold you up in the combing breakers, and ask,"how much? |
32178 | What boots it whether the chair be filled with African or white? |
32178 | What for? |
32178 | What greater folly can exist than aping the forms and etiquette of an European court? |
32178 | What if there chanced to be a group of mermaids, parting their wet locks, in the emerald villas below? |
32178 | What''s to pay now? |
32178 | Where was I bound?" |
32178 | Will eye of thine, my pleasant friends, ever glance at this tribute to your virtues? |
32178 | Y muertos? |
32178 | _ Carlos!_ said the watchword, and then began an angry altercation:"Why did you fly from those cursed Yankees, when you knew they were approaching?" |
32178 | _ Como está vd? |
32178 | _ Ha dornudo vd bien? |
32178 | _ Loco!_--you''re a fool-- said the Colonel, with much disgust;"they''re only awaiting daylight, to be upon us-- is all quiet at the water?" |
32178 | _ Que hay Señor? |
32178 | _ Que mi importa_?--what do I care? |
32178 | _ Y los soldados? |
32178 | _ buéno!_""Any thieves?" |
32178 | and were they all true to their old lovers? |
32178 | coxswain, where are we? |
32178 | dios!_ said the elder;_ es possible que vd es gringo?_--can it be true that you are a green- horn? |
32178 | do n''t you see she''s flying off?" |
32178 | exclaimed they all in a breath;"and will those horrible Yankees ever leave the city?" |
32178 | how_ does_ she head?" |
32178 | near the ship, eh?" |
32178 | puede ser un oficial de ustedes._--What''s the news? |
32178 | quiere vd tantito de pan? |
32178 | quoth I;"what''s the matter?" |
32178 | said he, misunderstanding me,"what on-- salt junk? |
32178 | si amiga!_--Why did not you tell me of this before? |
32178 | si!_"But, Señor, we are wondering who you are?" |
32178 | tree monee?" |
32178 | will ye give us a rial?" |
4045 | Ah, Ideea, mickonaree oee? |
4045 | And how, in the devil''s name, am I to get there? |
4045 | And it''s shipping yer after, my jewels, is it? |
4045 | Ay, Typee, my king of the cannibals, is it you I But I say, my lad, how''s that spar of your''n? 4045 But what''s all that frothing at the mouth?" |
4045 | Colic, sir? |
4045 | Halloa, who''s that croaking? |
4045 | Have you enough to eat, aboard? 4045 Oh, ye''ll pick up arter a while, Peter,"observed Zeke toward night, as Long Ghost was turning a great rib over the coals--"what d''ye think, Paul?" |
4045 | Olee? |
4045 | Only four months ago? 4045 Paul,"said he, at last,"you do n''t seem to be getting along; why do n''t you try the pepper sauce?" |
4045 | Peter,said he at last-- very gravely-- and after mature deliberation,"would you like to do the cooking? |
4045 | So the infernal scoundrels held out-- did they? 4045 So, then,"said he, after we had all passed over,"you are the sick fellows, are you? |
4045 | Those poor fellows I saw the other day-- the sick, I mean-- how are they? |
4045 | Was it not you that was taken off the island? |
4045 | Well, my lads--he began--"how do you find yourselves to- day?" |
4045 | What ails that fellow? |
4045 | What brings you in without orders? |
4045 | What do you want of me, you rascals? |
4045 | What does he say? |
4045 | What say you, Paul, suppose we step up? |
4045 | What then, Ropey? |
4045 | What''s his name? |
4045 | What''s that mean? |
4045 | What''s the matter? |
4045 | What''s the use of asking that? |
4045 | What''s this? |
4045 | What''s to be done with them? |
4045 | Where are they? |
4045 | Where is that light? 4045 Where''s that skulk, Chips?" |
4045 | Why not make the natives help? |
4045 | You know me, ah? 4045 You sabbee me?" |
4045 | And sweet as the treacle was, how could bread thus prepared and eaten in secret be otherwise than pleasant? |
4045 | And wherefore that sound? |
4045 | And, glancing at their hard lot in their own country, what marvel at their choice? |
4045 | As noon advanced, and no signs of a meal were visible, someone inquired whether we were to be boarded, as well as lodged, at the Hotel de Calabooza? |
4045 | But do you fancy they''ll let us stay, though?" |
4045 | But what of that? |
4045 | But what was to become of the doctor? |
4045 | But where were the sperm whales all this time? |
4045 | Come here, my young friend: I''m extremely sorry to see you associated with these bad men; do you know what it will end in?" |
4045 | Do you deny it you lubber?" |
4045 | Do you hear? |
4045 | Do you still refuse duty?" |
4045 | Here, you man with the knife, you''ll be putting someone''s eyes out yet; d''ye hear, you sir? |
4045 | I say now, Ropey, s''posing you were back to Holborn this morning, what would you have for breakfast, eh?" |
4045 | Jermin, Mr. Jermin-- carpenter, carpenter; what are you doing down there? |
4045 | Jermin?" |
4045 | Jermin?" |
4045 | Jermin?" |
4045 | Miss Guy, is that you? |
4045 | Once get us off on a pleasure trip, and with what face could we afterward refuse to work? |
4045 | Paul''s heartier; he can work in the field when it suits him; and before long, we''ll have ye at something more agreeable:--won''t we, Shorty?" |
4045 | Pretty good cheer, eh?" |
4045 | Round about the king''s house, And the small laughter? |
4045 | Several lines were repeated to us by Hardy, some of which, in a sort of colloquial chant he translated nearly thus:"Where is that sound? |
4045 | So what''s to be done? |
4045 | So willing to make everything as cheerful as possible, Shorty struck up,"Were you ever in Dumbarton?" |
4045 | Some of you know how to read, I presume?" |
4045 | There were the palm- trees; but how to account for the lady? |
4045 | We all looked blank-- what was to come next? |
4045 | What''s to be done, Paul? |
4045 | When will you give over?" |
4045 | Where are there any saved through your speech? |
4045 | Where was the Mowree? |
4045 | Where''s that respectable, gray- headed man, the cooper? |
4045 | Whoever thought of taking liberties with gruff Black Dan? |
4045 | Why Beretanee so great? |
4045 | Why did n''t you come off before this?" |
4045 | With so many sick, too, what could we expect to do in the fishery? |
4045 | You seem to have a good deal to say, who are you, pray; where did you ship?" |
4045 | and what does that mean, applied to a patient?" |
4045 | do you hear?" |
4045 | he cried, upon the first lull;"who told you all to speak at once? |
4045 | he exclaimed, with uplifted hands and cane,"what''s got into''em? |
4045 | my fine counsellor,"she shrieked;"ye persecute a lone old body like me for selling rum-- do ye? |
4045 | said he, smiling bewitchingly,"oee mickonaree; oee ready Biblee?" |
4045 | shouted the men,"are we not going into port?" |
4045 | shouted the physician;"who ever heard of anybody in a trance of the colic?" |
4045 | the same as drawling out--"By the bye, Miss Ideea, do you belong to the church?" |
4045 | what are you''bout there, Peter?" |
4045 | what d''ye mean?" |
4045 | what d''ye see?" |
4045 | what under the sun''s the matter with you?" |
4045 | who would have thought it? |
4045 | you see Capin Tootee-- well, how you like him?" |
31557 | Aha,say you,"and what is a Black Boy?" |
31557 | And how did you know that crane to be a spirit? |
31557 | And what is Devil- work? |
31557 | But when,I asked,"shall we come to your coffee plantation?" |
31557 | Captain, is it permitted to come on board? |
31557 | Did he lose a ship of John Hart''s? |
31557 | Did you ever see an evil spirit? |
31557 | Do none of you smell flowers? |
31557 | Do you know what the name of that spirit was? 31557 Do you like bathing?" |
31557 | Do you like school? |
31557 | Do you mean to refuse me what I ask? |
31557 | Do you not know they are murdering your king? |
31557 | Had you hidden a tapu? |
31557 | How else can a man prove himself to be brave? |
31557 | How is this? |
31557 | How many pathom he high? |
31557 | How much you got? 31557 How much you want?" |
31557 | How on earth do you know that? |
31557 | How shall I repay your great kindness to me? 31557 How?" |
31557 | If a white chief came up here and smelt this, how would you feel? |
31557 | In short, I am to look for no support, whether physical or moral? |
31557 | Is that royal? |
31557 | Is that true, George? |
31557 | Is the island on the spree? |
31557 | Like Mahinui? |
31557 | My patha he tell me he see: you think he lie? |
31557 | My patha he tell me,or"White man he tell me,"would be his constant beginning;"You think he lie?" |
31557 | Now what is your motive in this? |
31557 | Under what form? |
31557 | What are you doing here? |
31557 | What chief? |
31557 | What did she say to you? |
31557 | What do you want with a gun, Arick? |
31557 | What have you in the canoe that I should smell carrion? |
31557 | What is it? |
31557 | What is that? |
31557 | What is the matter with the man? 31557 Where are you going?" |
31557 | Who asked the Great Powers to make laws for us; to bring strangers here to rule us? |
31557 | Who is that man, father? |
31557 | Who is that? |
31557 | Why do they call themselves Mormons? |
31557 | Why do you not go to help him? |
31557 | Why do you not take these? |
31557 | Why, what is the meaning of all this? |
31557 | Will you be at school to- morrow? |
31557 | Will you take a cigar? |
31557 | With two husbands? |
31557 | You are old,they argued;"soon you will die; what use will it be to you?" |
31557 | You got copra, king? |
31557 | You like some beer? |
31557 | _ Et vos gargouilles moyen- âge_,cried I;"_ comme elles sont originales!_""_ N''est- ce pas? |
31557 | _ Mitai ehipe?_I asked. |
31557 | _ Pas de cocotiers? 31557 ''Melican mate he go away?'' 31557 ''What you go do''Melican mate?'' 31557 ''You like blackee coat?'' 31557 ''You like file- a''m?'' 31557 (_ Pantomime._) He say Missa Whela,''Ma''Whala?'' 31557 A chief in Little Makin asked, in an hour of lightness,Who is Kaeia?" |
31557 | A sedge- like grass( buffalo grass?) |
31557 | About one- third of the troops believed him this time; how many will believe him the next? |
31557 | After all, what was there to complain of? |
31557 | And how about the current? |
31557 | And how was the point brought again before his Honour? |
31557 | And now it might beat upon these ruins, and who should assemble? |
31557 | And shall I not be a little loyal to Mataafa? |
31557 | And suppose the king should fall, what would be the fate of the king''s friends? |
31557 | And the end of it? |
31557 | And this is my mamma? |
31557 | And was he not wise, since that was his complaint, to go to folks who could do more? |
31557 | And where? |
31557 | And why should they be at the bother of two walks? |
31557 | And will you not help me? |
31557 | And you know how much afraid the natives are of the evil spirits in the wood, and how they think all sickness comes from them? |
31557 | Asked why there was a sleeping- mat, he retorted indignantly,"Why have you mats?" |
31557 | Bishop:"Why are the Hawaiians Dying Out?" |
31557 | But to whom can we address ourselves? |
31557 | But what had he to do with it? |
31557 | But what were the Consuls doing in this matter of inland administration? |
31557 | But which? |
31557 | But why are these so different? |
31557 | But why are they dead? |
31557 | But why were they previously left in the dark? |
31557 | But why( it will be asked) spin out by these excessive methods a thread of such tenuity? |
31557 | By what criterion is the convert to distinguish the essential from the unessential? |
31557 | By what powers of law was this result attained? |
31557 | By what process known to diplomacy has he risen from his one- sixth part of municipal authority to be the Bismarck of a Polynesian island? |
31557 | Did she understand? |
31557 | Did they like it? |
31557 | Do these unfortunates like the king? |
31557 | Do you not hear something supernatural?" |
31557 | Does it permit a state of society in which a citizen can live and act with confidence? |
31557 | For do we not find, in the case of the municipal treasury, the same disquieting features? |
31557 | For the poor treaty officials, what have they but rights very obscurely expressed and very weakly defended by their predecessors? |
31557 | For why should a mere meteor frequent the altars of abominable gods? |
31557 | Fresh points at once arise:"What are the Israelites? |
31557 | He looked at the missionary, and what did he see? |
31557 | He say chief:--''Chief, you like things of mine? |
31557 | Here it is:"The king, he good man?" |
31557 | Him they approached with honeyed words and carneying manners--"You are So- and- so, son of So- and- so?" |
31557 | How does their own poet sing? |
31557 | How else could a man prove he was brave? |
31557 | How if both were fathers, one natural, one adoptive? |
31557 | How if the founder of the monarchy, while he worked for his brother, worked at the same time for the child of his loins? |
31557 | How if the heir of Tembaitake, like the heir of Tembinok''himself, were not a son, but an adopted nephew? |
31557 | I ask you, which of these two persons was slain by Kamehameha? |
31557 | I begin to be alarmed; and because I am afraid I ask you to confront a certain danger"? |
31557 | I felt guiltless upon all; but how to show it? |
31557 | I would not have taken copra in a gift: how to express that quality by my dinner- table bearing? |
31557 | I wrote of Parker that he behaved like a boy of ten: what was he else, being a slave of sixty? |
31557 | If he was with Malietoa''s men, which is the real gist of his offence, we who are not Germans may surely ask, Why not? |
31557 | Is a father- in- law one of a man''s own family? |
31557 | Is it a law at all? |
31557 | Is this English law? |
31557 | It is great fun( I have tried it) for the child, and I never heard of it doing any harm to the fishes, so what could be more jolly? |
31557 | It was surely fortunate that there was no one drunk; but, drunk or sober, where else would a scene so irritating have concluded without blows? |
31557 | Kekela he say;''why you want?'' |
31557 | Meanwhile, the calf stood looking on, a little perplexed, and seemed to be saying:"Well, now, is this life? |
31557 | Meanwhile, there was the cow, with the board over her eyes, left tied by a pretty long rope to a small tree in the paddock, and who was to milk her? |
31557 | Now, do you remember Misifolo-- a tall, thin Hovea boy that came shortly before you left? |
31557 | On what ground is Malietoa a rebel? |
31557 | Or is not rather the repulsion mutual? |
31557 | Should I not approach her on the still depending question of my rent? |
31557 | So much was accomplished: what was to follow? |
31557 | Something wrong? |
31557 | Taipi might; he ought; it was a chief part of his duty; but would any one regard the inhibition of a Beggar on Horseback? |
31557 | The Captain was got safe off the wicked horse, but how was he to get back again to Apia and the_ Alameda_? |
31557 | They now face empty- handed the tedium of their uneventful days; and who shall pity them? |
31557 | Uncle Lloyd and Palema made a malanga[21] to go over the island to Siumu, and Talolo was anxious to go also; but how could we get along without him? |
31557 | Was it Luheluhe?" |
31557 | Was it not the same with unchastity, it may be asked? |
31557 | Was not the Polynesian always unchaste? |
31557 | What can they do? |
31557 | What circumstance is common to them all, but that they lived on islands destitute, or very nearly so, of animal food? |
31557 | What do the little girls in the cellar think that Austin does? |
31557 | What else should we expect? |
31557 | What had the man been after? |
31557 | What is the difference between their cases? |
31557 | What is the nature of the obligation assumed at such a festival? |
31557 | What step could be taken? |
31557 | What was the business? |
31557 | What was their right to interfere? |
31557 | What were the arguments with which they overcame the resistance of the Government? |
31557 | When had it begun again? |
31557 | When had it stopped? |
31557 | Who can blame them for their timidity? |
31557 | Who is Dr. Knappe, thus to make peace and war, deal in life and death, and close with a buffet the mouth of English Consuls? |
31557 | Who is responsible now for the care and good treatment of these political prisoners? |
31557 | Who is responsible? |
31557 | Who is the unknown power that sent Mataafa in a German ship to the Marshalls, instead of in an English ship to Fiji? |
31557 | Who told them so? |
31557 | Who was responsible for this? |
31557 | Who was to be punished?--the whaler guilty of the act, the missionary whose denunciation had provoked the scandal? |
31557 | Why ca n''t he talk?" |
31557 | Why go to such lengths for four months longer of fallacious solvency? |
31557 | Why should I wonder? |
31557 | Why should he? |
31557 | Why this change? |
31557 | You ask if we have seen Arick? |
31557 | You remember Tauilo, and what a fine, tall, strong, Madame Lafarge sort of person she is? |
31557 | You would not like to be very sick in some savage place in the islands, and have only the savages to doctor you? |
31557 | and had not every country its own customs? |
31557 | and that keeps separated Faamoina and his wife? |
31557 | and what kind of torrent was that which had swept us eastward in the interval? |
31557 | and what the Kanitus?" |
31557 | and what was their sentiment towards the ruler? |
31557 | he asked, and then, with a sneer,"Are you afraid of your life?" |
31557 | pas de popoi?_"she asked. |
31557 | that has decreed since that he shall receive not even inconsiderable gifts and open letters? |
31557 | you like whaleboat?'' |
13720 | Ah, ah-- you are no ghost;--but are you my friend? |
13720 | All ready, Jarl? |
13720 | An important discrimination,said Media;"which mean you, Mohi?" |
13720 | And all afterward quoted as additional authority for the truth of the legend? |
13720 | And did that devil Tribonnora swamp your canoe? |
13720 | And in the devil''s name, what sort of a devil is yours? |
13720 | And what then? |
13720 | And who is Tribonnora,said Babbalanja,"that he thus bravely diverts himself, running down innocent paddlers?" |
13720 | Any more? |
13720 | Are they not delirious with suffering? |
13720 | Are we not all now friends and companions? |
13720 | Ay, his lungs laugh loud; but is laughing, rejoicing? |
13720 | But are we not to be dignified? |
13720 | But now that you speak of unappreciated poets, Yoomy,said Babbalanja,"Shall I give you a piece of my mind?" |
13720 | But why do they torment you? |
13720 | But why have them at all? |
13720 | But, Babbalanja, do you, who run a tilt at all things, suffer this silly conceit to be uttered with impunity in your presence? 13720 Did not poor Bonja, the unappreciated poet, console himself for the neglect of his contemporaries, by inspiriting thoughts of the future?" |
13720 | Do ye too leave me? 13720 Ha, ha, hear''st that, oh Taji?" |
13720 | How felt you, cousin? |
13720 | How should I know? 13720 How so, old man?" |
13720 | Is the murderer wedded and merry? 13720 My good woman,"said he,"what under the firmament is the matter?" |
13720 | Opaque as this paddle,said Mohi,"But, come now, thou oracle, if all things are deceptive, tell us what is truth?" |
13720 | Pause you to invent as you go on? |
13720 | Shall I, then, be your Flora''s flute, and Hautia''s dragoman? 13720 The old interrogatory; did they not ask it when the world began? |
13720 | Their maledictions? |
13720 | Was ever queen more enigmatical? |
13720 | What dumb show is this? |
13720 | What have you to do with cogitations not in verse, minstrel? 13720 What maiden, minstrel?" |
13720 | What say you, Zuma, about the secret cavern, and the treasures therein? 13720 What say you?" |
13720 | Which are the deadest? |
13720 | Who are you? |
13720 | Who are you? |
13720 | Who are_ you_ then; and what craft is this? |
13720 | Who else is on board? |
13720 | Yoomy,said old Mohi with a yawn,"you composed that song, then, did you?" |
13720 | Your prayer? |
13720 | (_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant? |
13720 | (_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant? |
13720 | (_ Bow- Paddler._) Who lifts this chant? |
13720 | A fierce device: Whom rends he? |
13720 | A sea- toss? |
13720 | Advancing toward the Chamois, one of the kings, a calm old man, now addressed me as follows:--"Is this indeed Taji? |
13720 | After Saratoga, what Arnold? |
13720 | All the past a dim blank? |
13720 | Am I a murderer, stars? |
13720 | Am I brown like the dusky Aleema? |
13720 | Am I not rescuing the maiden? |
13720 | Am I not white like yourself? |
13720 | And are these Dyaks and Battas one whit better than tiger- sharks? |
13720 | And daft Cambyses? |
13720 | And hero that he was, who knows that he felt not like a soldier on a furlough? |
13720 | And if, of twelve men, three be fools, and three wise, three knaves, and three upright, how obtain real unanimity from such? |
13720 | And now, what follows, said these Islanders:"Why sow corruption in the soil which yields us life? |
13720 | And the smoke of Waterloo blown by, what was Anglesea but the like? |
13720 | And truly, who may call to mind when he was not? |
13720 | And was not the sun a fellow- voyager? |
13720 | And what had happened to Aleema? |
13720 | And what might it not lead to in the end? |
13720 | And what more glorious grave? |
13720 | And what now issues forth, like a habitation astir? |
13720 | And who, when there, stretches not out his legs, and says unto himself,"Who is greater than I?" |
13720 | And with orchards and vineyards forever in sight, who but the Hetman of the Cossacs would desire more? |
13720 | And"Where''s now our old ship?" |
13720 | Are not such, well- ordered dispensations of Providence? |
13720 | Are not these bones thine? |
13720 | Are twelve honest men more honest than one? |
13720 | Art thou more truly royal, that they were kings? |
13720 | Art thou? |
13720 | Behold, though since quitting Oroolia the sun has dyed my cheek, am I not even as you? |
13720 | Besides, what cared I now for the green groves and bright shore? |
13720 | Boat ahoy!--Have you got that man?" |
13720 | Borabolla was jolly and loud: Jarl demure and silent; Borabolla a king: Jarl only a Viking;--how came they together? |
13720 | But alas, poor Annatoo, why say more? |
13720 | But answer: I assume that King Media is but a mortal like you; now, how may I best perpetuate my name?" |
13720 | But are we yet through with her? |
13720 | But did the demi- divine Media thus brook the perpetual presence of a subaltern divinity? |
13720 | But die we then living? |
13720 | But had I not declared to Yillah, that our destination was the fairy isle she spoke of, even Oroolia? |
13720 | But had this been purposed with regard to the Parki, where the rest of the mutineers? |
13720 | But hereupon, what saw we, but his cool majesty of Odo tranquilly proceeding to lunch in the temple? |
13720 | But how account for the Skyeman''s gravity? |
13720 | But how came the Ohonoose by their name? |
13720 | But how lower the tackles, even in the darkest night, without a creaking more fearful than the death rattle? |
13720 | But how now? |
13720 | But if thus gayly the damsel sported with Samoa; how different his emotions toward her? |
13720 | But no, no: What: dilute the brine with the double distilled soul of the precious grape? |
13720 | But of what sort? |
13720 | But peace, peace, thou liar in me, telling me I am immortal-- shall I not be as these bones? |
13720 | But rubbed he not his eyes, and stared he not most vacantly? |
13720 | But shall the sequel be told? |
13720 | But think you this was the quiet end of their conjugal quarrels? |
13720 | But was not Ottimo the most eccentric of mortals? |
13720 | But what has befallen this poor little Boneeta astern, that he swims so toilingly on, with gills showing purple? |
13720 | But what is this, in the head of the canoe, just under the shark''s mouth? |
13720 | But what is yonder swaying of the foliage? |
13720 | But what knows a philosopher about women? |
13720 | But what of Jarl and Samoa? |
13720 | But what of my Viking? |
13720 | But what of our store of provisions? |
13720 | But what of that? |
13720 | But what of that? |
13720 | But what of the banquet of fish? |
13720 | But what said Samoa to all this? |
13720 | But what says Taji?" |
13720 | But what shall be said of Annatoo? |
13720 | But what sways in his hand? |
13720 | But what was now to be done? |
13720 | But whence, and whither wend ye, mariners? |
13720 | But wherefore comest thou, Taji? |
13720 | But which of the writhing sections of a ten times severed worm, is the worm proper? |
13720 | But whither now? |
13720 | But who credited their tale? |
13720 | But who is this in the corner, gaping at us like a butler in a quandary? |
13720 | But who may sing for aye? |
13720 | But why absented himself, Donjalolo? |
13720 | But why need gain the hidden spring, when its lavish stream flows by? |
13720 | But why these watery obsequies? |
13720 | But will a longing bring the thing desired? |
13720 | But,"Where now is your Yillah?" |
13720 | CHAPTER XIX Who Goes There? |
13720 | Can you? |
13720 | Could he talk sentiment or philosophy? |
13720 | Did I commune with a spirit? |
13720 | Did deities dine? |
13720 | Did men in Odo live for aye? |
13720 | Did they mean to pursue me? |
13720 | Did they not show us the identical spot where the idol fell? |
13720 | Did we not dive into the grotto on the sea- shore, and come up together in the cool cavern in the hill? |
13720 | Directly, he touched my arm,--"Look: what stirs in the main- top?" |
13720 | Do they deem themselves pretty as we? |
13720 | Do you believe that you lived three thousand years ago? |
13720 | Donjalolo, methinks I see thee fallen upon by assassins:--which of thy fathers riseth to the rescue? |
13720 | Dost hear the great monster breathe? |
13720 | Dotest thou on these thy sires? |
13720 | Doth dread avert its object? |
13720 | Doth not all nature rejoice in her green groves and her flowers? |
13720 | For of what use? |
13720 | For oh, Yillah; were you not the earthly semblance of that sweet vision, that haunted my earliest thoughts? |
13720 | For was he not an entire limb out of pocket? |
13720 | For was not that rock inaccessible as the eyrie of young eagles? |
13720 | For what matters it, though hundreds of miles from land, if a good whale- boat be under foot, the Trades behind, and mild, warm seas before? |
13720 | For whom, like me, ere this could she have beheld? |
13720 | Had he cavalierly left them to survive the banquet by themselves? |
13720 | Have you not oftentimes come to me, and my ever dewy ballads for information, in which you and your musty old chronicles were deficient?" |
13720 | He said not,''Come you to fight, you fogs and vapors? |
13720 | Here, bring them close: now: what is this?" |
13720 | Here, in our adventurous Chamois, was a damsel more lovely than the flushes of morning; and for companions, whom had she but me and my comrades? |
13720 | How gently dispel them? |
13720 | How is it? |
13720 | How long since, say you?" |
13720 | How now? |
13720 | How subdue these dangerous imaginings? |
13720 | How''s this? |
13720 | I see thee dying:--which of them telleth thee what cheer beyond the grave? |
13720 | If unknowingly we should pass the spot where, according to our reckoning, our islands lay, upon what shoreless sea would we launch? |
13720 | In a theocracy, what is to fear? |
13720 | In relating her story, the maiden frequently interrupted it with questions concerning myself:--Whence I came: being white, from Oroolia? |
13720 | In that long calm, whither might not the currents have swept us? |
13720 | Is it a fable, or a verity about Marjora and the murdered Teei? |
13720 | Is liberty a thing so glorious? |
13720 | Is there not a fitness in things? |
13720 | Is there not a legend in Maramma, that his family were long troubled with influenzas and catarrhs?" |
13720 | Its fate? |
13720 | Know you not my voice? |
13720 | Knowing what ye do, were ye me, would ye be kings? |
13720 | Media cried,"For shame, oh Taji; thou, a god?" |
13720 | My Lord Shark and his Pages 19. Who goes there? |
13720 | Nay, are they so good? |
13720 | Now, which was Samoa? |
13720 | Of all things desirable and delightful, the full- plumed sheaf, and my own right arm the band? |
13720 | Oh Yillah, little Yillah, has it all come to this? |
13720 | On the contrary, would it not have been more natural, in his dreary situation, to have hailed our approach with the utmost delight? |
13720 | One down already? |
13720 | Or comest thou to fish in the sea? |
13720 | Or do the minster- lamps that burn before the tomb of Charlemagne, show more of pomp, than all the stars, that blaze above the shipwrecked mariner? |
13720 | Or more a man, that they were men? |
13720 | Or the living trunk below? |
13720 | Or was hers a better fate? |
13720 | Or, King Saul, that I so quake at the sight? |
13720 | Rude language for feminine ears; but how to be avoided? |
13720 | Said Babbalanja,"The thrice waved oleanders, Yoomy; what meant they?" |
13720 | Said Donjalolo,"Varnopi, hast thou a piece of this coral, also?" |
13720 | Said Mohi and Yoomy in a breath,"Who sought your opinion, philosopher? |
13720 | Said Yoomy,"Then, Babbalanja, you account that a fit illustration of the miraculous change to be wrought in man after death?" |
13720 | Saw you ever the hillocks of old Spanish anchors, and anchor- stocks of ancient galleons, at the bottom of Callao Bay? |
13720 | Say ye true, comrades, that Willamilla is less lovely than the valleys without? |
13720 | Self- sacrilegious demigod that I was, was I going to gluttonize on the very offerings, laid before me in my own sacred fane? |
13720 | Shall we tell how we all grew glad and frank; and how the din of the dinner was heard far into night? |
13720 | Silent, are ye? |
13720 | So what could be plainer than this: that if westward we patiently held on our way, we must eventually achieve our destination? |
13720 | Still forgetful? |
13720 | Still more; did he render it homage? |
13720 | Sunk she silently, helplessly, into the calm depths of that summer sea, assassinated by the ruthless blade of the swordfish? |
13720 | Sweet Yillah, no more of Oroolia; see you not this flowery land? |
13720 | Tell me, comrades,--for ye have seen it,--is Mardi sweeter to behold, than it is royal to reign over Juam? |
13720 | Tell me, oh king, what are thy thoughts? |
13720 | Tell me, what ye see abroad? |
13720 | Tell me; was she not worse than the Load- Stone Rock, sailing by which a stout ship fell to pieces? |
13720 | That you were at the taking of Tyre, were overwhelmed in Gomorrah? |
13720 | The dead arm swinging high as Haman? |
13720 | The vessel to which it belonged far astern, and shrouded by the haze? |
13720 | They were a very diminutive people, only a few inches high--""Stop, minstrel,"cried Mohi;"how many pennyweights did they weigh?" |
13720 | To the broiling coast of Papua? |
13720 | True, the Battas believe in a hereafter; but of what sort? |
13720 | Upon occasion, who likes not a lively loon, one of your giggling, gamesome oafs, whose mouth is a grin? |
13720 | Useless to inquire,"Where hast thou been, sweet Annatoo?" |
13720 | Was Mausolus more sublimely urned? |
13720 | Was Media too a god? |
13720 | Was Ponce de Leon''s fountain there? |
13720 | Was Yillah immured in this strange retreat? |
13720 | Was he not a goodly round sight to behold? |
13720 | Was it a boat after a whale? |
13720 | Was it not storied as the good trenchant blade of brave Bayard, that other chevalier? |
13720 | Was it possible, that one about to be immolated could proceed thus tranquilly to her fate? |
13720 | Was not Alexander a boon companion? |
13720 | Was not Yillah my own? |
13720 | Was not Yillah my shore and my grove? |
13720 | Was the arm severed from the body, or the body from the arm? |
13720 | Was this it? |
13720 | Was this one? |
13720 | Wast thou not forever at it, too, with no likelihood of ever winding up thy moody affairs, and striking a balance sheet? |
13720 | Were a Batta your intimate friend, you would often mistake an orang- outang for him; and have orang- outangs immortal souls? |
13720 | Were they born at one birth? |
13720 | What Camden or Stowe hereafter will dive for it? |
13720 | What bring''st thou hither then, Taji, before thy time? |
13720 | What fish can it be? |
13720 | What has he there, towing behind? |
13720 | What ho, hot heart of mine: to beat thus lustily awhile, to feel in the red rushing blood, and then be ashes,--can this be so? |
13720 | What rippling is that? |
13720 | What saw the Islanders, that they so gazed and adored in silence: some retreating, some creeping nearer, and the women all in a flutter? |
13720 | What say you to slyly loosing every thing by day; and when night comes, cast off the band and swing in the cranes? |
13720 | What then shall be said of a leathern goblet for water? |
13720 | What yeoman shall swear that he is not descended from Alfred? |
13720 | What, if at times their speech is insipid as water after wine? |
13720 | What, if to ungenial and irascible souls, their very"mug"is an exasperation to behold, their clack an inducement to suicide? |
13720 | What? |
13720 | When happy, do we pause and say--"Lo, thy felicity, my soul?" |
13720 | Whence came it? |
13720 | Whence then, this annoying appellation? |
13720 | Whence they come, whither go, who knows? |
13720 | Where are your vouchers? |
13720 | Where is it? |
13720 | Whither I was going: to Amma? |
13720 | Who dwells in Nora- Bamma? |
13720 | Who sighs to be wise, when wine in him flares? |
13720 | Who smacks his lips over gall? |
13720 | Who sounds this vaunt? |
13720 | Who sounds this vaunt? |
13720 | Who sounds this vaunt? |
13720 | Who with wine in him fears? |
13720 | Why does man believe in it? |
13720 | Why so silent?" |
13720 | Why? |
13720 | Would they devour an innocent voyager? |
13720 | Ye flying clouds, what look ye down upon? |
13720 | Yet if our dead fathers somewhere and somehow live, why not our unborn sons? |
13720 | Yet why do I pause? |
13720 | _ This_, great Marjora''s arm? |
13720 | _ Ye_, kings? |
13720 | _ ye_, men? |
13720 | a sharpening and edge- giving to the steel in your souls? |
13720 | am I forever forgotten? |
13720 | and hence, what peace of mind, having no one else to cling to? |
13720 | and what good would it do me if I did?" |
13720 | and what shall we drink? |
13720 | and wisdom in the hearts of the old priests of Maramma; that it is pleasant to tread the green earth where you will; and breathe the free ocean air? |
13720 | and woo and we d not the fowls of the air, trilling their bliss in their bowers? |
13720 | are twelve wise men more wise than one? |
13720 | art thou then so fair to see? |
13720 | asked Mohi, who, notwithstanding the fingers in his ears, somehow contrived to listen;"What then?" |
13720 | besides keeping up, here and there, in very many quarters indeed, sundry people''s good opinion of themselves? |
13720 | by my arm rescued from ill? |
13720 | come you to dwell? |
13720 | cried Media,"who have we here?" |
13720 | cried Media--"Love,--death,--joy,--fly to me? |
13720 | dost accept thy bride?" |
13720 | enlightened I had been but where was Yillah? |
13720 | fathoms down in the sea; where ever saw you a phantom like that? |
13720 | filling up vacuums, in intervals of social stagnation relieving the tedium of existing? |
13720 | he, who according to a tradition, was to return to us after five thousand moons? |
13720 | how weigh the isle''s coral anchor, leagues down in the fathomless sea? |
13720 | in all this universal stir, am_ I_ to prove one stable thing? |
13720 | let us be merry again,"he cried,"what shall we eat? |
13720 | my meadow, my mead, my soft shady vine, and my arbor? |
13720 | no reply? |
13720 | or art thou not? |
13720 | or come you to fish in the sea?'' |
13720 | or twelve knaves less knavish than one? |
13720 | or will twelve fools, put together, make one sage? |
13720 | said Babbalanja, peeping in,"the live kings, or the dead ones?" |
13720 | said Media,"where from, and where bound?" |
13720 | say, where is Yillah?" |
13720 | shall I be a king, only to be a slave? |
13720 | shook we not the palm- trees together, and chased we not the rolling nuts down the glen? |
13720 | that infernal gout is gone; come, what will your worships have?" |
13720 | that there is bright light in the eyes of the maidens of Mina? |
13720 | was he not my only link to things past? |
13720 | wast thou not forever intent upon minding that which so many neglect-- thine own especial business? |
13720 | were we not both wending westward? |
13720 | what alarms your long ranks, and tosses them all into a hubbub of scales and of foam? |
13720 | what dunce, that he is not sprung of old Homer? |
13720 | where sails thy lone ghost now? |
13720 | where''s the endless Niger''s source? |
13720 | who shall expound thee? |
13720 | who thinks of his cares? |
13876 | Ah, mademoiselle,the Frenchman said,"who could resist such an appeal? |
13876 | Am I not Ula? 13876 And Tu- Kila- Kila comes to fetch fresh fire?" |
13876 | And he speaks the bird language? 13876 And he told you everything?" |
13876 | And how did you come here? |
13876 | And how did you come here? |
13876 | And mademoiselle as well? |
13876 | And the Death of Tu- Kila- Kila? |
13876 | And they will kill us both? |
13876 | And what, then, becomes of the king and queen who are sacrificed? |
13876 | And when a Korong is taken to Tu- Kila- Kila''s temple,he asked, continuing the subject of most immediate interest,"what happens next to him?" |
13876 | And where is he gone now? |
13876 | And you, monsieur? |
13876 | Are all the others away? |
13876 | Are the savages out there rising in a body? 13876 Are they always going to keep us in such plenty?" |
13876 | At the end of three days we will be safe, though? |
13876 | But he did n''t succeed? |
13876 | But how if you never come back, Felix? |
13876 | But only if we go outside the taboo- line? |
13876 | But where does the parrot come in? |
13876 | But who will then be Tu- Kila- Kila? |
13876 | But why did they make us gods then? |
13876 | But you ca n''t tell me what language he speaks? |
13876 | Can she not speak? |
13876 | Can the parrot speak? |
13876 | Did I not declare the other Queen of the Clouds in Heaven? 13876 Did I not make one of them King of the Rain?" |
13876 | Did he hear it speak? |
13876 | Did it tell him the story of Tu- Kila- Kila''s secret? |
13876 | Did the naughty man go and frighten her then? 13876 Do I look like a card- sharper, monsieur?" |
13876 | Do n''t you realize how the thing stands? 13876 Do n''t you see I''m spelling it out, letter by letter? |
13876 | Do n''t you see what it is? |
13876 | Do you understand their language? |
13876 | Do you want all the victims for yourself and her, then? |
13876 | Does Tu- Kila- Kila show mercy? |
13876 | Does he pardon his suppliants? 13876 Does he speak your language-- the language of birds?" |
13876 | Has he seen the Soul of all dead parrots? |
13876 | Has she no voice but this, the chatter of birds? 13876 Have you ever known Korongs killed?" |
13876 | His heart is not quite so bad as we thought,they murmured among themselves;"but if he did n''t want them, what did he mean? |
13876 | How can he be good if he does such awful things? |
13876 | How do you like your outlook now? 13876 How have you slipped away, as soon as the sun is risen, from the sacred hut of Tu- Kila- Kila?" |
13876 | How on earth did he come here? |
13876 | How should he not come? |
13876 | How the devil should I tell you yet, sir? |
13876 | I am a god myself, not a fool, do n''t you see? 13876 I see them? |
13876 | Is Tu- Kila- Kila coming? |
13876 | Is he as powerful as Tu- Kila- Kila? |
13876 | Is he going to kill us? |
13876 | Is it the custom of Boupari that Tu- Kila- Kila should we d the Queen of the Clouds seven days before the date appointed for her sacrifice? |
13876 | Is it then something so very terrible? |
13876 | Is the other hut empty? 13876 Is this so?" |
13876 | Know you not the mysteries? 13876 Mali,"she cried to her faithful attendant, as soon as she found Felix was missing from his tent,"what''s become of Mr. Thurstan? |
13876 | Missy want to wash him face and hands this morning? 13876 Oh, Mr. Thurstan,"she cried, clinging to his arm in her terror,"what does it all mean? |
13876 | Oh, are they going to land here? |
13876 | Oh, what are they going to do to us? 13876 Oh, what''s that?" |
13876 | Say? 13876 So funny, is n''t it? |
13876 | Succeed, my dear sir? 13876 Tell me where does that live? |
13876 | The parrot that knows Tu- Kila- Kila''s secret? 13876 Then for what have you come?" |
13876 | Then where is now the spirit of Tu- Kila- Kila, the very high god, if I am not he? |
13876 | Then why do you make them Korong? |
13876 | Then you were a political prisoner only? |
13876 | Then, Felix--- the night before it comes, you will promise me, will you? |
13876 | These foreign gods, are they not strangers from the sun? 13876 Till our term comes?" |
13876 | Together? |
13876 | Well, you found him? |
13876 | What are they doing outside? |
13876 | What condition is that? |
13876 | What did you do that for? |
13876 | What do they say? |
13876 | What do they say? |
13876 | What do they say? |
13876 | What do you mean by Korong? |
13876 | What do you mean by that, my Shadow? |
13876 | What does he say? |
13876 | What does he say? |
13876 | What does it all mean? |
13876 | What does it mean that they say? |
13876 | What does she say? |
13876 | What does the message say? |
13876 | What happens, then, to those who are Korong? |
13876 | What has happened today to the Increaser of Bread- Fruit? 13876 What has made you think of this devilry?" |
13876 | What have they done to us? |
13876 | What he recites is long? |
13876 | What he wants is a child? |
13876 | What if the white- faced stranger should come to- night? |
13876 | What is it, Mali? |
13876 | What is the legend? |
13876 | What is your will that we should do with them? |
13876 | What now is that hope? 13876 What''s the matter?" |
13876 | What? 13876 When will my time come?" |
13876 | When? |
13876 | While my time last? |
13876 | Who are these? |
13876 | Who are you? |
13876 | Who can say? |
13876 | Who is he? |
13876 | Why did n''t you get it yourself? |
13876 | Why do they bring us presents? |
13876 | Why do you let your people offer human sacrifices? |
13876 | Why do you not cook them and eat them at once, as soon as they arrive? 13876 Why on earth are they angry with us?" |
13876 | Why so? |
13876 | Why so? |
13876 | Why so? |
13876 | Why treat us with such honors meanwhile, if they mean in the end to kill us? |
13876 | Why, what are all these? |
13876 | Why, what do you want here so early, Ula? |
13876 | Why, what does Korong mean? |
13876 | Why, who lives here? |
13876 | Will they bring them all in? |
13876 | Will you know the day beforehand? |
13876 | You do n''t mean to say that islands like these, standing right in the very track of European steamers, are still heathen and cannibal? |
13876 | You do n''t mean to say,Muriel cried,"they bring me these things because they think me a goddess?" |
13876 | You do n''t think,she said, with a tremulous tongue,"they mean to kill us?" |
13876 | You have heard him say much more than this at times? 13876 You have lived here long?" |
13876 | You know the people well, and all their superstitions? |
13876 | You swear by Tu- Kila- Kila himself? |
13876 | You think not? |
13876 | Your name, surname, age, occupation? |
13876 | _ Comment_? |
13876 | A low black line, lying close to the water? |
13876 | Aliens, or countrymen?" |
13876 | Alive or dead? |
13876 | Am I not a great deity? |
13876 | Am I not from old times? |
13876 | Am I not the chief and most favored among your women? |
13876 | Am I not the great god, the Saviour of Boupari?" |
13876 | Am I not very ancient? |
13876 | Am not I, Ula, one of your wives, your meat? |
13876 | And have I not caused them to bring down showers this night upon our crops? |
13876 | And have they not come? |
13876 | And if I am Tu- Kila- Kila, how dare you, not being yourself Korong, and not having broken off the sacred bough, as I did, venture to attack me? |
13876 | And if ever she hove in sight, might they not hope, after all, to signal to her with their rudely constructed heliograph, and stop her? |
13876 | And in what quality do you live here? |
13876 | And is it not a small thing to me, therefore, whether the sea tosses up my victims from my home in the sun, or whether it does not? |
13876 | And now-- as she slept-- so calm and pure and maidenly-- what was his duty that minute, just there to her? |
13876 | And what will come now to our trees and plantations?" |
13876 | And what will then become of the island of Boupari? |
13876 | Are not his limbs tired? |
13876 | Are these savages coming over? |
13876 | Are they coming to kill us?" |
13876 | Are they going to hurt us? |
13876 | Are they not a dainty well fit for the banquet of Tu- Kila- Kila?" |
13876 | Are they not here to- day? |
13876 | Are you and he of one speech or two? |
13876 | Are you not ashamed of such gross impiety?" |
13876 | Are you not great? |
13876 | As her clothes grew warmer, the poor girl opened her eyes at last, and, gazing around her, exclaimed, in blank terror,"Oh, Mr. Thurstan, where are we? |
13876 | Besides, what would his people think of it if they found it out? |
13876 | But what do you make that out to be-- that long black haze on the horizon to southward?" |
13876 | But what hope, what chance of rescue by night, in such a wild waste of waves as that? |
13876 | But what would you have? |
13876 | But what would you have? |
13876 | But which sort of god, pray? |
13876 | But why did you wish to have our huts also? |
13876 | Can I not do as I will? |
13876 | Can I not make with a nod as many as I will of them?" |
13876 | Could he lunge out and clutch it? |
13876 | Could it be that his own time was, indeed, drawing nigh? |
13876 | Could n''t_ that_ be the meaning of the ceremony performed on Muriel and himself in"Heaven"that morning? |
13876 | Could the parrot be speaking to them in the words of seventeenth- century English? |
13876 | Did I not brew it for you? |
13876 | Did Polly want a lump of sugar?" |
13876 | Did he try to get over you? |
13876 | Did that mysterious bird speak the tongue of these new fire- bearing Korongs, whose doom was fixed for the approaching solstice? |
13876 | Did they take the two strangers, then, for supernatural beings? |
13876 | Did you not knock them all off the trees for yourselves when you were coming down in such sheets from the sky last evening?" |
13876 | Do I find myself once more in the presence of a civilized person? |
13876 | Do I hear once more that beautiful language spoken? |
13876 | Do I not eat perpetually the flesh of new victims? |
13876 | Do I not spring ever fresh from my own ashes? |
13876 | Do n''t you guess the truth? |
13876 | Do you know at all, monsieur? |
13876 | Do you understand me?" |
13876 | Does he begin it often?" |
13876 | Does he forgive trespasses? |
13876 | Does he not need divine silence and slumber?" |
13876 | Does he speak like the Queen of the Clouds and myself when we talk together?" |
13876 | Does she not know the human language?" |
13876 | Felix went out to the door and heliographed with his bright metal plate, turned on the Frenchman''s hill,"What is it?" |
13876 | Fire and Water, you guardians of this holy island, is it not so? |
13876 | For if I am not Tu- Kila- Kila, how can any man become Tu- Kila- Kila by killing me? |
13876 | Had he made the storm, then, they asked, and eaten the storm- apple, for no use to himself, but out of pure perverseness? |
13876 | Had she given him only just enough kava to strengthen and inspire him? |
13876 | Had the white- faced stranger, the King of the Rain, really learned the secrets of the Great Taboo from the Soul of all dead parrots? |
13876 | Had they enrolled them as gods? |
13876 | Has not the dry earth drunk? |
13876 | Has some enemy landed?" |
13876 | Has there then been more than one Tu- Kila- Kila?" |
13876 | Have I not passed through many bodies? |
13876 | Have they come to murder us?" |
13876 | Have they not brought the precious gift of fresh fire with them?" |
13876 | Have war- canoes arrived? |
13876 | He had almost a mind-- it was only Ula? |
13876 | His worshippers, indeed, mere men that they were, might be terrified at the sight; but why should he, a god, take any special notice of it? |
13876 | How could he do otherwise? |
13876 | How could she ever allow him to leave her now? |
13876 | How could she venture to remain alone with Mali in her hut in this last extremity? |
13876 | How could we two interfere? |
13876 | I know it is in the tree; but where and in what part of it?" |
13876 | I wonder how long parrots ever live? |
13876 | If Korongs were gods, why should the people want to kill them? |
13876 | If he did n''t even want the windfalls and the objects vowed to him, why had he beaten down their crops and broken their houses? |
13876 | If he had, would not your Eyes that watch ever for all that happens on heaven or earth, have straightway reported it to you? |
13876 | If she took that course once, why not a second time? |
13876 | If the Taboo is not indeed broken, then how dare we break it? |
13876 | If they meant to kill them, why pay them meanwhile such respect and affection? |
13876 | If you try to depose me, what great gods have you now got left? |
13876 | If your heart were not bad, would you treat us like this? |
13876 | Is he not a god, and must not his wrath be appeased? |
13876 | Is he not a god? |
13876 | Is he not our great god, the king of us all, and the guardian of the customs of the island of Boupari?" |
13876 | Is it not I who cause women and beasts to bring forth their young? |
13876 | Is it not I who give the turtles their increase? |
13876 | Is it not so, eh, my friend Methuselah?" |
13876 | Is not their blood red? |
13876 | Is not their flesh sweet? |
13876 | Korong-- or Tula?" |
13876 | LAND; BUT WHAT LAND? |
13876 | Meanwhile, why provoke a brother god too far? |
13876 | Methuselah- Polly took it gingerly off the end, like a well- behaved parrot? |
13876 | Monsieur is no ornithologist? |
13876 | On a desert island?" |
13876 | Ought he not rather to have allowed the more merciful sea to take her life easily, without the chance or possibility of such additional horrors? |
13876 | Shall we offer him ourselves, our wives, our children?" |
13876 | That he, who had remorselessly killed and eaten so many hundreds of human victims, was himself to fall a prey to some more successful competitor? |
13876 | That is my condition, and it matters but little to me, for I know not when the end may come; and we can but die once; how or where, what matters? |
13876 | That last new- comer, now-- the Queen of the Clouds-- why not eat her? |
13876 | That one over there-- the old, the very sacred one?" |
13876 | The end of your rule is drawing very near, is n''t it? |
13876 | The new white man has seen you?" |
13876 | The words he has just uttered are not those of the sermon or poem you mentioned?" |
13876 | Then why should the great god, the Measurer of Heaven and Earth, the King of Men, fear a white- faced stranger? |
13876 | This afternoon, I ask myself, can I venture to go out and pay my respects, thus attired, in these rags, to a European lady? |
13876 | Ula, I wonder if he knows my secret?" |
13876 | VICTORY-- AND AFTER? |
13876 | Was he not a god, and should he be thus bearded in his own island by a mere Soul of dead birds, a poor, wretched parrot? |
13876 | Was he on guard at his post by the tree already?" |
13876 | Was he suffering?" |
13876 | Was it a ruse to make him cross the line, alone, or did they really mean it? |
13876 | Was it right of him to have let her come ashore at all? |
13876 | Was n''t there some Greek or Roman superstition about shaking your head when water was poured upon it? |
13876 | Was she afraid of his hand? |
13876 | Was the god himself recalcitrant? |
13876 | Was this true, or a trap to lure him to destruction? |
13876 | Were all things right? |
13876 | Were they merely intended as human sacrifices? |
13876 | Were they to be kept meanwhile and, as it were, fed up for the slaughter? |
13876 | What can it mean? |
13876 | What can we give him that will be an acceptable gift? |
13876 | What chance of escape for Felix and Muriel, with the cannibal man- gods toils laid round on every side to insure their destruction? |
13876 | What could it all mean? |
13876 | What could that superstition be, and what light might it cast on that mysterious ceremony? |
13876 | What could this strange hitch in the divine proceedings mean? |
13876 | What did he mean by his bite?" |
13876 | What do you mean by that? |
13876 | What does all this mean? |
13876 | What has your divinity done with him?" |
13876 | What hope of success with those watchful spies, keen as beagles and cruel as bloodhounds, following ever on their track? |
13876 | What is it to me if fresh victims come, or if they come not? |
13876 | What might not happen if we were to break taboo without due cause and kill them?" |
13876 | What might not that portend? |
13876 | What need for me, then, to tell you, whose eye is the sun, that my brother, the King of the Rain, has been here and gone again? |
13876 | What the dickens can have come to the island of Boupari? |
13876 | What was it in his school reading that that ceremony with the water indefinitely reminded him of? |
13876 | What will become of us? |
13876 | What?" |
13876 | Where can he be gone, I wonder, this morning?" |
13876 | Where have we got to? |
13876 | Where is Tu- Kila- Kila''s great spirit laid by in safety? |
13876 | Where is he now? |
13876 | Where is the woman who dared to approach too near the temple- home of the divine Tu- Kila- Kila? |
13876 | Who can hide anything on earth from his face? |
13876 | Who can tell the ways of the world, how they come about? |
13876 | Who could say that the wind would not report his words to Tu- Kila- Kila? |
13876 | Who could tell what nameless indignities, what incredible tortures they might wantonly inflict upon her innocent soul? |
13876 | Who follows? |
13876 | Who has crossed my master''s will? |
13876 | Who has dared to anger him?" |
13876 | Who holds it in charge? |
13876 | Who knows what clue may supply us at last with the missing link, which will enable us to break through this intolerable servitude?" |
13876 | Why are_ you_ afraid of us?" |
13876 | Why did he beat down our huts and our plantations?" |
13876 | Why did you beat down our young plantations and break our canoes against the beach of the island? |
13876 | Why do you not at once eat them up and be done with them? |
13876 | Why do you use us so?" |
13876 | Why not break the silence enjoined upon gods toward women, and explain this matter to her? |
13876 | Why should he not, indeed? |
13876 | Why should n''t I cross equally the King of the Birds'', then?" |
13876 | Why should these English seem so profoundly moved by them? |
13876 | Why, Ula, who told you that? |
13876 | Why, see; there''s a great light on the island now; a big bonfire or something; do n''t you make it out? |
13876 | Why, what did you do there?" |
13876 | Will it not sink in the waves of the sea and disappear? |
13876 | Will they kill us for this? |
13876 | Would it not course through your limbs like fire? |
13876 | Would it not pour into your soul the divine, abiding strength of your mighty mother, the eternal earth- spirit?" |
13876 | Yes, my friend, you are the last of a kind now otherwise extinct, are you not,_ mon vieux?_ No, no, there-- gently! |
13876 | Yet how to reconcile this impending terror with the other obvious facts of the situation? |
13876 | You saw all things done, did you not, after the precepts of your ancestors?" |
13876 | You wo n''t go away from me ever, will you? |
13876 | _ Mais que voulez- vous? |
13876 | and where do you come from?" |
13876 | and with a sea running twelve feet high like that? |
13876 | he cried,"you do not understand our customs, and will you teach_ me_, the very high god, the guardian of the laws and practices of Boupari? |
13876 | the eldest among them said, making a profound reverence,"shall we swim across to the reef and fetch them home to your house? |
13721 | ''Ah, then,''yet lower moan made I;''and why create the germs that sin and suffer, but to perish?'' 13721 ''What shaft has yet been sunk to the antipodes? |
13721 | A curious story that,said Media;"whence came it?" |
13721 | A tree? 13721 A truce to your everlasting pratings of old Bardianna,"said King Media; why not speak your own thoughts, Babbalanja? |
13721 | According to the best accounts, how did he depart, Babbalanja? |
13721 | Again on the verge, Babbalanja? 13721 Ah, indeed?" |
13721 | Alas,cried Babbalanja,"do the fairies then wait on repletion? |
13721 | Alas,sighed Yoomy,"and does he not promise us any good thing, when we are dead?" |
13721 | All three: is it not a pleasant concert? |
13721 | Alma all over,cried Mohi;"sure, you read from his sayings?" |
13721 | And am I not drinking, my lord? 13721 And are all inductions vain?" |
13721 | And are not foul streams often traced to pure fountains, my lord? |
13721 | And are not these things enjoined by Alma? 13721 And call you that righteousness, my lord, which is but the price paid down for something else?" |
13721 | And did Azzageddi conduct you to their realms? |
13721 | And did I ever deny that? |
13721 | And how long stay they so? |
13721 | And how runs it? |
13721 | And lord Abrazza:--who is he? |
13721 | And may the guardian of an estate also hold custody of the ward, my lord? |
13721 | And pray, what may you be driving at, philosopher? |
13721 | And think you not, old Bardianna knew that? |
13721 | And think you, old man,said Media,"that, bane or blessing, Bello will yield his birthright? |
13721 | And was not Vivenza once Dominora''s also? 13721 And what are men?" |
13721 | And what are they? |
13721 | And what has the sage to the point this time? |
13721 | And what if they destroy human life? |
13721 | And what is death? |
13721 | And what is it, to be something? |
13721 | And what may Bardianna have to do with yonder orb? |
13721 | And what may you be so full of? |
13721 | And what of them? |
13721 | And what of them? |
13721 | And what says the archangel Vavona, Yoomy, in that wonderful drama of his,''The Souls of the Sages?'' 13721 And what sort of a vegetable is that?" |
13721 | And what wants an aged mortal like you with all these things? |
13721 | And what was that owing to, my lord? |
13721 | And what would the company do? |
13721 | And wherefore,said Media,"do you mortals undertake the ascent at all? |
13721 | And why may King Yoky ask that question? |
13721 | And why not? |
13721 | And why put back? 13721 And with it, you mortals are little else; do you not chirp all over, Mohi? |
13721 | Are all our dreams, then, vain? |
13721 | Are these men? |
13721 | Are you crazy, Babbalanja? |
13721 | Are you publishing some decamped burglar,said Media,"that you speak thus of my royal friend, the lord Abrazza? |
13721 | Art resuscitated, then, Babbalanja? |
13721 | Art thou Ravoo, that thou so pliest thy legs? |
13721 | Ay, gone,said Babbalanja,"and whither? |
13721 | Ay, keep moving is my motto; but speaking of hard students, did my lord ever hear of Midni the ontologist and entomologist? |
13721 | Ay; why not? 13721 Ay?" |
13721 | Babbalanja,said Media,"no more of your abstrusities; what know you mortals of us gods and demi- gods? |
13721 | Bring forth your thoughts like men; let them come naked into Mardi.--What do you mean, Babbalanja? |
13721 | But Babbalanja, is there no way of reconciling these foes? |
13721 | But Oh- Oh,said Babbalanja,"what other discoveries have you made? |
13721 | But can that eye see itself, Yoomy? |
13721 | But could you really be disembodied here in Mardi, Babbalanja, how would you fancy it? |
13721 | But great Oro must have had some hand in making your mountains and streams.--Would ye have been as great in a desert? |
13721 | But has it any meaning you know of? |
13721 | But how enlarge your bounds? 13721 But how knowest thou the way?" |
13721 | But if the reaper reaps on his own harvest- field, whose then the sheaf, my lord? |
13721 | But the old fashioned pouch or purse of your grandams? |
13721 | But what are Dicibles? |
13721 | But what comes of it? |
13721 | But what is this ambergris? 13721 But what, if widely he dissent from your belief in Alma;--then, surely, ye must cast him forth?" |
13721 | But when the jackals howl round you? |
13721 | But whither now? |
13721 | But who has seen these things, Mohi? |
13721 | But who is lord Abrazza? |
13721 | But who put the balance into thy hands, King Bello? |
13721 | But without priests and temples, how long will flourish this your faith? |
13721 | But, Babbalanja,said Yoomy,"what asks Verdanna of Dominora, that Verdanna so clamors at the denial?" |
13721 | By the way, is it not old Bardianna who says, that no Mardian should undertake to walk, without keeping one foot foremost? |
13721 | Call ye us brothers, whom ere now ye never saw? |
13721 | Can not a man then, be described by running off the catalogue of his ancestors? |
13721 | Come you of a long- lived race,said Mohi,"one free from apoplexies? |
13721 | Did Babbalanja speak? |
13721 | Did I not just hint what they were, my child? 13721 Do I not know all about it, minstrel? |
13721 | Do these attendants, then,said Babbalanja,"so continually new- marshal the idols, that visiting the gallery to- day, you are at a loss to- morrow?" |
13721 | Do ye then claim to live what your Master hath spoken? 13721 Do you take me for a mere man, then, Babbalanja, that you talk to me thus?" |
13721 | Do you take me, then, for a fool, and a Fatalist? 13721 Does Yillah choose rather to bower in the wild wilderness of Vivenza, than in the old vineyards of Porpheero?" |
13721 | Does she not demand her harvests, my lord? |
13721 | Dost ever feel in thee a sense of right and wrong? 13721 Even so,"said the old man,"is not Oro the father of all? |
13721 | Fathoms you mean, Mohi; see you not he is musing over the gunwale? 13721 For many ages has not this faith lived, in spite of priests and temples? |
13721 | From my very birth have I been so, my lord; am I not possessed by a devil? |
13721 | From sole to crown? |
13721 | Gibberish, your Highness? 13721 Go we to bury our dead? |
13721 | Has he not said? |
13721 | Hast taken root within this treacherous soil? |
13721 | Have they souls? |
13721 | Have we mortals naught to rest on, but what we see with eyes? 13721 Have you that, then, of which you speak, Babbalanja? |
13721 | Heads or tails? |
13721 | Hear ye not Alanno? |
13721 | His last words? |
13721 | How can he, my lord,said Mohi,"when he is thinking of furlongs?" |
13721 | How is that, Babbalanja,said Media,"is a circle square?" |
13721 | How know ye me to be king? |
13721 | How many more theories have you? 13721 How now, Babbalanja?" |
13721 | How now, mortal? |
13721 | How now? |
13721 | How? |
13721 | How? |
13721 | I am but a lowly laborer,said the old man, meekly crossing his arms,"but does not the lowliest laborer ask and receive his reward? |
13721 | I am no sage,said Yoomy,"what would my lord Media do?" |
13721 | I am willing to assume any thing you please, my lord: what is it? |
13721 | I can not see,replied Pani; but feeling of his garments, he said,"Thou wouldst deceive me; hast thou not this robe, and this staff?" |
13721 | If not of yourself, then, Yoomy, of whom else do you think? |
13721 | If ungrateful, he smite you? |
13721 | If yet an ingrate? |
13721 | If you, then, know nothing of the future-- did Bardianna? |
13721 | In Oro''s name, what ails you, philosopher? 13721 Indeed?" |
13721 | Indeed? |
13721 | Indeed? |
13721 | Is Mardi to be one conflagration? 13721 Is he crazy again?" |
13721 | Is it not in your serene Highness''s regal port, and eye? |
13721 | Is it war? |
13721 | Is it? 13721 Is not this your habitation already more than abundantly supplied with all desirable furnishings?" |
13721 | Is the last day at hand, old man? 13721 Is the literal part of that a fact?" |
13721 | Is this man divine? |
13721 | Is this our lord the king? |
13721 | Is this specter, Taji? |
13721 | Is this to be longer borne? |
13721 | It waxes late,said Mohi;"your Highnesses, is it not time to break up?" |
13721 | Left he nothing whatever to his kindred? |
13721 | Let us away,said Media--"why seek more? |
13721 | May you not possibly mistake, my lord? 13721 Meanest thou, Perfect or Imperfect Dicibles?" |
13721 | Methinks, Babbalanja, you savor of the mysterious parchment, in Vivenza read:--Ha? 13721 Mohi, how long think you, may one of these pipe- bowls last?" |
13721 | Mohi, how''s your appetite this morning? |
13721 | Mohi, what you? |
13721 | My lord, why land? |
13721 | My lord, why this mirth? 13721 My lord,"murmured Mohi,"Is not this philosopher like a centipede? |
13721 | My lord,said Babbalanja;"still must we shun the unmitigated evil; and only view the good; or evil so mixed therewith, the mixture''s both?" |
13721 | Not so with us; who, rear to rear, shake each other''s tails, and courteously inquire,''Pray, worthy sir, how now stands the great thermometer?'' |
13721 | Now, Mohi, who art thou? |
13721 | Now, then, Babbalanja,said Media,"what have you come to in all this rhapsody? |
13721 | Now, to what purpose that anecdote? |
13721 | Obsequious varlets,said Media,"where tarry your masters?" |
13721 | Of one poor, and naked? |
13721 | Old man, would you express an infinite number? 13721 Philosopher, have you a head?" |
13721 | Philosopher, our great reef is surrounded by an ocean; what think you lies beyond? |
13721 | Pray, Azzageddi,said Media,"are you not a fool?" |
13721 | Right royal, and thrice worshipful Lord of Odo, do you take us for our domestics? 13721 Say I not truth, my lord? |
13721 | Say you so, my lord? 13721 Semi- intelligible, say you, philosopher?" |
13721 | Serenia? |
13721 | Shall I adjourn the court then, my lord? |
13721 | Shall I continue aloud, then, my lord? |
13721 | Shall I sing it, my lord? 13721 Shall I test his sanity, my lord?" |
13721 | Shall we land? |
13721 | Shall we then, my lord? |
13721 | Still posed, Babbalanja? |
13721 | Surely, our brief voyage, may not embrace all Mardi like its reef? |
13721 | Taken out of its socket, will it see at all? 13721 Tell me, Yoomy,"said Babbalanja,"are you not in fault? |
13721 | Tetrads; Pentads; Hexads; Heptads; Ogdoads:--meanest thou those? |
13721 | The Isle of Cripples? |
13721 | Then, if thou comprehendest not my nomenclature:--how my science? 13721 Then, my lord, what brought such a careless being into Mardi?" |
13721 | Then, what art thou, Mohi? |
13721 | Then, why deny those theories yourself? 13721 Then, why think at all? |
13721 | This wine? 13721 Thou meanest not, surely, this stone image we behold?" |
13721 | Tingling is the test,said Babbalanja,"Yoomy, did you tingle, when that song was composing?" |
13721 | Vee- Vee,said Babbalanja,"did you fall on purpose?" |
13721 | Verdanna inferior to Dominora, my lord!--Has she produced no bards, no orators, no wits, no patriots? 13721 Weal or woe?" |
13721 | Well, Azzageddi, how could that answer his purpose? |
13721 | Were there no codicils? |
13721 | What ails that somnambulist? |
13721 | What dost thou, fellow- being, here in Mardi? |
13721 | What doth Mardi here, fellow- being, under me? |
13721 | What has become of our finises, or tails, then? |
13721 | What is it, my lord? 13721 What is to be done for Verdanna?" |
13721 | What mermaid is this? |
13721 | What mob is this? |
13721 | What next? |
13721 | What recompense do you desire, old man? |
13721 | What say you, wise one? |
13721 | What says your majesty? |
13721 | What see you, mortal? |
13721 | What were you about to say concerning the Tunicata order of mollusca, sir philosopher? |
13721 | What will she do for herself? |
13721 | What wonders? |
13721 | What, minstrel; must nothing ultimate come of all that melody? 13721 What, on the cracks in his own pate?" |
13721 | When, then, wast thou first conscious of being? |
13721 | Whence came ye? |
13721 | Where is your king? |
13721 | Where think you, he is now? |
13721 | Where was I, Braid- Beard? |
13721 | Where, indeed? |
13721 | Where? 13721 Which mean you?" |
13721 | Which of us is right? |
13721 | Whither bound? 13721 Who art thou?" |
13721 | Who composed that monody? |
13721 | Who eat these plants thus nourished? |
13721 | Who else is for glory? |
13721 | Who is this babbler? |
13721 | Who speaks now? |
13721 | Who then?--Media?--Any one you know? |
13721 | Who will heed it,thought he;"what care these fops and brawlers for me? |
13721 | Whose arms? |
13721 | Why claim to know Oro, then, better than others? |
13721 | Why club such frights as ye? 13721 Why land, then?" |
13721 | Why not blow their trumpets louder, then,cried Media, that all Mardi may hear?" |
13721 | Why not say so yourself, then? |
13721 | Why? |
13721 | Will none tell, who Abrazza is? |
13721 | Will you never come to the mark, Babbalanja? 13721 Will you quit driving your sleet upon us? |
13721 | Without what? |
13721 | Yoomy, did you sup on flounders last night? |
13721 | Your social state? |
13721 | ''Hast thou come from out the shadows of Ofo?'' |
13721 | ''Nay, nay,''replied they, why seek further? |
13721 | ''Will ye without eyes presume to see more sharply than those who have them? |
13721 | --Hark ye, sirrah;-- why rave you thus in this poor mortal?" |
13721 | ABRAZZA(_ to Media_)--My dear lord, his teeth are marvelously white and sharp: some she- shark must have been his dam:--does he often grin thus? |
13721 | ABRAZZA(_ to Media_)--Pray, my lord, is this good gentleman a devil? |
13721 | ABRAZZA-- And what then? |
13721 | ABRAZZA-- How came it, that they all were blind? |
13721 | ABRAZZA-- Wanting the second motive, would the first have sufficed, philosopher? |
13721 | ALL-- How? |
13721 | Am I not mad to saddle Mardi with such a task? |
13721 | And all she now asks, she has had in times past; but without turning it to advantage:--and is she wiser now?" |
13721 | And divers brief books, with panic- striking titles:--"Are you safe?" |
13721 | And have I not reason to be wary, when in my boyhood, my own sire was burnt for his temerity; and in this very isle? |
13721 | And how could that be, unless the substance was first soft? |
13721 | And if here in Mardi they can not abide an equality with plebeians, even at the altar; how shall they endure them, side by side, throughout eternity? |
13721 | And is such a madman to be intrusted with himself? |
13721 | And is this shallow phraseman the renowned Doxodox whom I have been taught so highly to reverence? |
13721 | And may not this same state of being, though but alternate with me, be continually that of many dumb, passive objects we so carelessly regard? |
13721 | And now, what was it that originally impelled Lombardo to the undertaking? |
13721 | And thereby did not her own king unking himself? |
13721 | And therefore am I not worthy to stand erect before him? |
13721 | And to what end your eternal inquisitions? |
13721 | And what first brought her under the sway of Bello''s scepter? |
13721 | And what is it, that daily and hourly renews, and by a miracle, creates in me my flesh and my blood? |
13721 | And what, if he pulled down one gross world, and ransacked the etherial spheres, to build up something of his own-- a composite:--what then? |
13721 | And who lives that blasphemes? |
13721 | And would Alma inculcate the impossible? |
13721 | Any kind you please;-- but what are they?" |
13721 | Are all men of one heart and brain; one bone and sinew? |
13721 | Are all nations sprung of Dominora''s loins? |
13721 | Are not all mortals exposed to similar, nay, worse calamities, ineffably unavoidable? |
13721 | Are not half our lives spent in reproaches for foregone actions, of the true nature and consequences of which, we were wholly ignorant at the time? |
13721 | Are the cherubim grave? |
13721 | Are they not fed, clothed, and cared for? |
13721 | Are they not?" |
13721 | Are we angels, or dogs? |
13721 | Are we babes in the woods, to be scared by the shadows of the trees? |
13721 | Are you certain that doctrine is his?" |
13721 | Are you content, there where you stand?" |
13721 | Are your precepts practices?" |
13721 | Art in hell and damned, that thy sinews so snake- like coil and twist all over thee? |
13721 | Art thou?" |
13721 | Assume now, Babbalanja,--assume, my dear prince-- assume it, assume it, I say!--Why do n''t you?" |
13721 | At a blow, annihilate some distant tribe, now alive and jocund-- and what would we reck? |
13721 | Away!_""Art still bent on finding evil for thy good?" |
13721 | Azzageddi, can I drive thee out?" |
13721 | Azzageddi, is not Mardi a place far pleasanter, than that from whence you came?" |
13721 | Azzageddi, whom have you there?" |
13721 | BABBALANJA-- Hear you laughter at the birth of a man child, old man? |
13721 | Babbalanja rose to his feet, muttering to himself--"Is this assumed, or real?--Can a demi- god be mastered by wine? |
13721 | Babbalanja, are you acquainted with the history of Lombardo? |
13721 | Besides, was he not accounted a great god in the land? |
13721 | But Babbalanja, have you mortals no moral sense, as they call it?" |
13721 | But I would as lief_ adore_ your image, as that in my heart, for both mean the same; but more, how can I? |
13721 | But am I not myself an egregious coxcomb? |
13721 | But are not the old autumnal valleys of Porpheero more glorious than those of vernal Vivenza? |
13721 | But can opposite emotions be simultaneous in one being? |
13721 | But come, Babbalanja, hast forgotten all about Lombardo? |
13721 | But how connected were Hautia and Yillah? |
13721 | But how know I, that these sensations are identical with myself? |
13721 | But in the name of the Magi, what were these spells of theirs, so potent and occult? |
13721 | But look, the stars come forth, and who are these? |
13721 | But methinks''twas wondrous arrogant in him to talk to all Mardi at that lofty rate.--Did he think himself a god? |
13721 | But resume, philosopher-- what of Lombardo now? |
13721 | But shall we pronounce them pious and worthy youths for this? |
13721 | But tell me, Mohi, how many of your deities of rock and fen think you there are? |
13721 | But those pilgrims: that trusting girl.--What, if they saw me as I am? |
13721 | But to speak no more on that head--what sort of a sensation, think you, life is to such creatures as those mollusca?" |
13721 | But what can be expected from them? |
13721 | But what cared the dolphins? |
13721 | But what else see you, mortal?" |
13721 | But what matter? |
13721 | But what more of King Bello? |
13721 | But what said Bardianna, when they dunned him for autographs?--''Who keeps the register of great men? |
13721 | But when do you seem most yourself?" |
13721 | But where are our wings, which our fore- fathers surely had not? |
13721 | But where are the tails of the tadpoles, after their gradual metamorphosis into frogs? |
13721 | But where''s pretty Yoomy?-- Gone to meditate in the moonlight? |
13721 | But whither? |
13721 | But why am I, a middle aged Mardian, less prone to excesses than when a youth? |
13721 | But why think of that? |
13721 | But, Babbalanja, if Lombardo had aught to tell to Mardi-- why choose a vehicle so crazy? |
13721 | But, didst ever hear of his laying his axis? |
13721 | But, prithee, who are you, sirrah?" |
13721 | But, superior in men and arms, why, at last, gave over King Bello the hope of reducing those truculent men of Vivenza? |
13721 | Call you this poetry, minstrel?" |
13721 | Can none be in your company, Babbalanja, but you must perforce make them hob- a- nob with that old prater? |
13721 | Can not the divine cunning in thee, Bardianna, transmute to brightness these sullied pages? |
13721 | Can these sin?'' |
13721 | Can we starve that noble instinct in us, and hope that it will survive? |
13721 | Come on, I say, for who shall stay ye? |
13721 | Come, laugh; will no one quaff wine, I say? |
13721 | Curiosity apart, do we really care whether the people in Bellatrix are immortal or no? |
13721 | Deaf, blind, and deprived of the power of scent, the bat will steer its way unerringly:--could we? |
13721 | Death, death:--blind, am I dead? |
13721 | Did I not say, we would melt him down at last, my lord?" |
13721 | Did he show it to any one for an opinion? |
13721 | Did he think to bejuggle me with his preposterous gibberish? |
13721 | Did not her own Chief Dermoddi fly to Bello''s ancestor for protection against his own seditious subjects? |
13721 | Did not their bards pronounce them a fresh start in the Mardian species; requiring a new world for their full development? |
13721 | Did they not strike at the rash deity in Alma?" |
13721 | Did ye not bring it with ye from the bold old shores of Dominora, where there is a fullness of it left? |
13721 | Do I exaggerate?--Mohi, tell me, if, save one lucid interval, Verdanna, while independent of Dominora, ever discreetly conducted her affairs? |
13721 | Do Tartary and Siberia lie beyond? |
13721 | Do not thy chronicles record me? |
13721 | Do our dreams come from below, and not from the skies? |
13721 | Do the archangels survey aught more glorious than the constellations we nightly behold? |
13721 | Do we then mutually deceive? |
13721 | Do you hear?" |
13721 | Do you show a tropical calm without? |
13721 | Does he abstain, who is not incited? |
13721 | Does not all Mardi wink and look on? |
13721 | Flozella- a- Nina!--An omen? |
13721 | For though many of my actions seem to have objects, and all of them somehow run into each other; yet, where is the grand result? |
13721 | For where the sense of a simple exchange of quantities, alike in value?" |
13721 | For which has the care of the other? |
13721 | Genius, genius?--a thousand years hence, to be a household- word?--I?-- Lombardo? |
13721 | Gibberish? |
13721 | Gibberish? |
13721 | Go we to a funeral, that our paddles seem thus muffled? |
13721 | Ha, ha!--will nobody join me? |
13721 | Had kind friends died, and bequeathed him their voices? |
13721 | Has it eyes to see itself; or is it blind? |
13721 | Has it not ever proved so?" |
13721 | Hast thou thyself his records searched?" |
13721 | Hast yet brought your microscope to bear upon a downy peach, or a rosy cheek?" |
13721 | Hast yet put a usurer under your lens, to find his conscience? |
13721 | Hath genius any stamp and imprint, obvious to possessors? |
13721 | Hath not Oro made me? |
13721 | Have I been sane? |
13721 | Have frogs any tails, old man? |
13721 | Have you no statistical table?" |
13721 | Having five keys, hold we all that open to knowledge? |
13721 | Herd ye, to keep in countenance; or are afraid of your own hideousness, that ye dread to go alone? |
13721 | How can we err, thus feeling? |
13721 | How comes it, that with so Many things to divide them, the valley- tribes still keep their mystic league intact?" |
13721 | How few are aware that ever it was? |
13721 | How is this, old man?" |
13721 | How is this?" |
13721 | How it crackles, forks, and roars!--Is this our funeral pyre?" |
13721 | How many are superfluous? |
13721 | How set he about that great undertaking, his Kortanza? |
13721 | How so?" |
13721 | I beseech you, who was the sage that asked it?" |
13721 | I faint, I am wordless:--something, nothing, riddles,--does Mardi hold her?" |
13721 | I may have come to the Penultimate, but where, sweet Yoomy, is the Ultimate? |
13721 | I mean, behind the scenes? |
13721 | I reel with incense:--can such sweets be evil?" |
13721 | I see with other eyes:--Are these my hands? |
13721 | I''ve told no secrets?" |
13721 | If eagles gaze at the sun, may not men at the gods?" |
13721 | If ever thou art sane again, wilt thou have reminiscences? |
13721 | Imbedded in amber, do we not find little fishes''fins, porpoise- teeth, sea- gulls''beaks and claws; nay, butterflies''wings, and sometimes a topaz? |
13721 | In Mardi, Alma preached in open fields,--and must his worshipers have palaces?" |
13721 | In his journeys inland, his little child leads him; why not, then, take the guide''s guide?" |
13721 | In the sight of a fowl, that sees not our souls, what are our own tokens of animation? |
13721 | In this grand silence, so intense, pierced by that pointed mass,--could ten thousand slaves have ever toiled? |
13721 | Is Oro''s honor in the keeping of Mardi?-- Oro''s conscience in man''s hands? |
13721 | Is it not a great and extensive republic? |
13721 | Is it not better for you mortals to clutch error as in a vice, than have your fingers meet in your hand? |
13721 | Is it not so, Oh- Oh?" |
13721 | Is it not terrifying to think of? |
13721 | Is it so? |
13721 | Is it so? |
13721 | Is not Kanneeda, Dominora''s?" |
13721 | Is not Oro omnipresent-- absolutely every where?" |
13721 | Is not reason subtile as quicksilver-- live as lightning-- a neighing charger to advance, but a snail to recede? |
13721 | Is not that, the evil eye that long ago did haunt me? |
13721 | Is she not the star, that must, ere long, lead up the constellations, though now unrisen? |
13721 | Is such a being nothing?" |
13721 | Is the great sun itself a frigid spectator? |
13721 | Is this thing of madness conscious to thyself? |
13721 | King Media? |
13721 | Know ye not, that here are many serfs, who, incited to obtain their liberty, might wreak some dreadful vengeance? |
13721 | Know you aught yet unrevealed by Babbalanja?" |
13721 | MEDIA-- And now that Lombardo is long dead and gone-- and his work, hooted during life, lives after him-- what think the present company of it? |
13721 | MEDIA-- And what was that? |
13721 | MEDIA-- Any one else? |
13721 | MEDIA-- Well: and what said Lombardo to those good friends of his,-- Zenzori, Hanto, and Roddi? |
13721 | MEDIA-- What is said of him there? |
13721 | MEDIA-- What then? |
13721 | MOHI-- Indeed? |
13721 | Many books, and many long, long chapters, are wanting to Vivenza''s history; and whet history but is full of blood?" |
13721 | May not his monody, then, be a spontaneous melody, that has been with us since Mardi began? |
13721 | Mohi, am I not a king? |
13721 | Mohi, what of the past? |
13721 | Must I go, and the flowers still bloom? |
13721 | Must you forever be a sieve for good grain to run through, while you retain but the chaff? |
13721 | Must your religion go hand in hand with all things secular?" |
13721 | My lord, are not our legs and arms all right?" |
13721 | Now, could it have been Babbalanja? |
13721 | Now, my masters, how far think you a flea may leap at one spring? |
13721 | Now, when the rocks grow gray, does man first sprout his beard? |
13721 | Of all men, am I the wisest, to stand upon a pedestal, and teach the mob? |
13721 | Of what available value reputation, unless wedded to power, dentals, or place? |
13721 | Oh, ye all- wise spirits in the air, how can ye witness all this woe, and give no sign? |
13721 | Or do we delude ourselves with being gods, and end in grubs? |
13721 | Or how can you hope to breathe that rarefied air, unfitted for your human lungs?" |
13721 | Or shall we employ it but for a paw, to help us to our bodily needs, as the brutes use their instinct? |
13721 | Or, do they lie? |
13721 | Or, has Vivenza yet proved her creed? |
13721 | Perceive you, Braid- Beard, that the trade- wind blows dead across this strait from Dominora, and not from Verdanna? |
13721 | Pray, observe how tall we are; just feel of our thighs; Are we not a glorious people? |
13721 | Rejoined Media:"But think you not, that possibly, Alma may have been misconceived? |
13721 | Rememberest thou, fellow- being, when thou wast born?" |
13721 | Round centuries on centuries have wheeled by:--has all this been its nonage? |
13721 | Said Babbalanja,"Very clever, my lord; but think you not, there are men eloquent, who never babble in the marketplace?" |
13721 | Said Media,"And do you famous mortals, then, take no pleasure in hearing your bravos?" |
13721 | Said Media:"I have heard much of the famed image of Mujo, the Nursing Mother;--can you point it out, Braid- Beard?" |
13721 | Said Mohi:"Do you deny, then, the everlasting torments?" |
13721 | Said Yoomy,"For that which stings, there is no cure,""Who, who is Hautia, that she stabs me thus?" |
13721 | Said he,"What fasting soldier can fight? |
13721 | Saw ye ever such a land as this? |
13721 | See you Paradise, that you look so wildly?" |
13721 | Seek you proselytes? |
13721 | Shall I tell you a story?" |
13721 | Shall we seek him out, that we may hearken to his wisdom? |
13721 | Sigh these yet to know? |
13721 | Smote with superstition, shall we let it wither and die out, a dead, limb to a live trunk, as the mad devotee''s arm held up motionless for years? |
13721 | So far off, can he live? |
13721 | Some remedies applied, and the company grown composed, Babbalanja thus:--"My lord Media, was there any human necessity for that accident?" |
13721 | Sure, there''s naught heard but yonder murmuring surf; what other sound heard you?" |
13721 | Taji, could you?" |
13721 | Take them, my friend; I have put in some good things for you:"MEDIA-- And who was Pollo? |
13721 | Tell a good man that he is free to commit murder,--will he murder? |
13721 | Tell a murderer that at the peril of his soul he indulges in murderous thoughts,--will that make him a saint?" |
13721 | Tell me, Mohi, where the Ephina? |
13721 | Tell me, if Verdanna may not claim full many a star along King Bello''s tattooed arm of Fame? |
13721 | Their prayers all said, and their futurities securely invested,--who so carefree and cozy as they? |
13721 | Then Pani said:"and what mortal may this be, who pretends to thread the labyrinthine wilds of Maramma? |
13721 | Then at arm''s length held them, and said,"And is all this wisdom lost? |
13721 | Then, are we not brothers? |
13721 | Then, turning upon Nulli,"How can ye abide to sway this curs''d dominion?" |
13721 | Then, whispering to Mohi--"Is he daft again?" |
13721 | Think you he discriminates between the deist and atheist? |
13721 | Think you, my lord, there is no sensation in being a tree? |
13721 | This very instant, my lord, my yeoman- guard is on duty without, to drive off intruders.--Hark!--what noise is that?--Ho, who comes?" |
13721 | To what final purpose, do I walk about, eat, think, dream? |
13721 | To what great end, does Mohi there, now stroke his beard?" |
13721 | Toil we not here? |
13721 | Vee- Vee; have you no cooling beverage? |
13721 | Was I not told to wrest commendation from it, though I tortured it to the quick?" |
13721 | Was she not always full of fights and factions? |
13721 | Was this isle, then, to prove the last place of my search, even as it was the Last- Verse- of- the- Song? |
13721 | Were they never heard of till he came? |
13721 | Were this well? |
13721 | What are others to us? |
13721 | What art thou, mortal?" |
13721 | What bard composed the soft verses that our palm boughs sing at even? |
13721 | What did Lombardo then? |
13721 | What else dost thou see?" |
13721 | What ethics prevail in the Pleiades? |
13721 | What hope for the fatherless among ye?" |
13721 | What is amber, old man?" |
13721 | What is this shining light in heaven, this sun they tell me of? |
13721 | What isle but Dominora could have supplied thee with that stiff spine of thine?-- That heart of boldest beat? |
13721 | What jargon of human sounds so puissant as to insult the unutterable majesty divine? |
13721 | What murderers these?" |
13721 | What now?" |
13721 | What shall appall us? |
13721 | What things have the synods in Sagittarius decreed?" |
13721 | What thoughts are these? |
13721 | What to him were huzzas? |
13721 | What underlieth the gold mines? |
13721 | What wonder then, that Bello of the Hump, the old sea- king of Mardi, should sport a brave ocean- chariot? |
13721 | What wonder, then, and where the wrong, if Henro, Bello''s conquering sire, seized the diadem?" |
13721 | What, if I was sad but just now? |
13721 | When we hear them, why seem they so natural, receiving our spontaneous approval? |
13721 | When you pour water, does it not gurgle? |
13721 | When you strike a pearl shell, does it not ring? |
13721 | When, then, did it begin? |
13721 | Whence come you, Azzageddi?" |
13721 | Whence then is this? |
13721 | Whence thy undoubted valor? |
13721 | Where have I lived till now? |
13721 | Where''s my throne? |
13721 | Where?" |
13721 | Wherever a canoe is beached, see you not the palm- trees pine? |
13721 | Which is ever giving timely hints, and elderly warnings? |
13721 | Which toils and ticks while the other sleeps? |
13721 | Who dare not declare, that we are not invincible? |
13721 | Who else may till unwholesome fields, but these? |
13721 | Who in Arcturus hath heard of us? |
13721 | Who is this?--a god? |
13721 | Who may read? |
13721 | Who may withstand the people? |
13721 | Who now thinks of that burning sphere? |
13721 | Who posted that parchment for you?" |
13721 | Who will read me? |
13721 | Who would not die brave, His ear smote by a stave? |
13721 | Who would suppose she had ever beat tappa for a living?" |
13721 | Who, what is he? |
13721 | Why fever your soul with these things? |
13721 | Why not follow it, Babbalanja?" |
13721 | Why not leap your graves, while ye may? |
13721 | Why not take creeds as they come? |
13721 | Will a tri- crowned king resign his triple diadem? |
13721 | Will gold the heart- ache cure? |
13721 | Will it have no end? |
13721 | Will my grave be more dark, than all is now?-- From dark to dark!--What is this subtle something that is in me, and eludes me? |
13721 | Will you weep? |
13721 | With golden pills and potions is sickness warded off?--the shrunken veins of age, dilated with new wine of youth? |
13721 | Would''st thou insult me with thy torn- foolery? |
13721 | Wouldst thou unking me?" |
13721 | Yet is not Verdanna as a child of King Bello''s?" |
13721 | Yet there thou sittest, Yoomy, gentle as a dove.--What art thou, minstrel, that thy soft, singing soul should so master all mortals? |
13721 | Yet why, why live? |
13721 | Yoomy, am I not the soul of some one glorious song? |
13721 | You have given us the history of the rock; can your sapience tell the origin of all the isles? |
13721 | Your cup, Babbalanja; any lees?" |
13721 | _ thou_ horrified at this? |
13721 | and dwelling in moody state, all by himself, in the goodliest island of Mardi? |
13721 | and even if attainable, what would you do upon that lofty, clouded summit? |
13721 | and how long may ink last? |
13721 | and moving lights, and painted lanterns!--What grand shore is this? |
13721 | and shall it not survive them? |
13721 | and shall we be forever slothful elsewhere? |
13721 | and thou, the Hautia who hast followed me, and wooed, and mocked, and tempted me, through all this long, long voyage? |
13721 | are there no tall men in Dominora, that King Bello must needs send this dwarf hither?" |
13721 | because the sky is clouded, why cloud your brows? |
13721 | cried Babbalanja, but turn the medal, my lord;-- what says the reverse?" |
13721 | cried Babbalanja,"comes sweet scented ambergris from those musky and chain- plated river cavalry? |
13721 | cried Babbalanja;"and are their souls, then, blown out as candles?" |
13721 | cried Babbalanja;"and doth this thing exist? |
13721 | cried Media,"there, chiseled over the arch?" |
13721 | cried Media;"what now?" |
13721 | cried Mohi,"are we then taken for cripples, by the very King of the Cripples? |
13721 | cried Yoomy,"must I be not, and millions be? |
13721 | cried he with the wondrous eyes,"come ye, firebrands, to light the flame of revolt? |
13721 | cried the blind old pilgrim;"is it, then, a stone image that Pani calls a tree? |
13721 | demanded Media,"why could no trace be found?" |
13721 | did Alma revisit Mardi, think you, it would be among those Morals he would lay his head?" |
13721 | did Lombardo laugh with a long face? |
13721 | didst ever hear of the Shark- Syllogism?" |
13721 | do we part? |
13721 | does he not know that all the Past and its graves are being dug over?" |
13721 | drowned then, even as she dreamed:--I come, I come!--Ha, what form is this?--hast mosses? |
13721 | essaying the deposition of kings? |
13721 | feeling the sap in one''s boughs, the breeze in one''s foliage? |
13721 | have all martyrs for thee bled in vain; in vain we poets sang, and prophets spoken? |
13721 | having power of life and death? |
13721 | he cried, pointing his pike,"or peace?" |
13721 | how Mardi came to be?" |
13721 | how convert the vicious, without persuasion of some special seers? |
13721 | how he sinks!--but did''st ever dive in deep waters, Taji? |
13721 | how may we know or not, we are what we would be? |
13721 | must all dissemble? |
13721 | my lord, is there no blest Odonphi? |
13721 | my wise ones, you have hit it,"cried Piko;"but will Hello say ay?" |
13721 | no Astrazzi?" |
13721 | no final and inexhaustible meaning? |
13721 | no happiness supreme? |
13721 | none of that golden wine distilled from torrid grapes, and then sent northward to be cellared in an iceberg? |
13721 | of those who, living thoughtless lives of sin, die unregenerate; no service done to Oro or to Mardian?'' |
13721 | of what merit, his precepts, unless they may be practiced? |
13721 | one of a herd, bison- like, wending its way across boundless meadows of ether? |
13721 | or a libertine, to find his heart? |
13721 | or does that witch Hautia haunt thee? |
13721 | said Babbalanja,"have you?" |
13721 | said Media, calmly;"whom can they seek?--you, Taji?" |
13721 | said Media,"Bardianna, Azzageddi, or Babbalanja?" |
13721 | said Media,"what say you to that, now, Babbalanja?" |
13721 | said Media;"are there those who soothe themselves with the thought of everlasting flames?" |
13721 | said Mohi,"who does not see stars at such times? |
13721 | said Yoomy,"and has not the reaper a right to his sheaf?" |
13721 | saw you not the dust?" |
13721 | say the Islanders,"are they not sacred?" |
13721 | sea- thyme? |
13721 | see you not the isle is hedged?" |
13721 | supreme? |
13721 | their state still mixed? |
13721 | these great geniuses writing trash? |
13721 | think you it is nothing to be a world? |
13721 | those imaginary beings? |
13721 | to have the upper hand of me? |
13721 | turn toward us hearts estranged? |
13721 | what ails thee?" |
13721 | what incense is this?" |
13721 | what inscription is that?" |
13721 | what regions lie beyond?" |
13721 | what vile thing are you not? |
13721 | where, where, where, my lord, is the everlasting Tekana? |
13721 | which keeps house? |
13721 | which looks after the replenishing of the aorta and auricles, and stores away the secretions? |
13721 | who decides upon noble actions? |
13721 | who''s for Cathay?" |
13721 | why do we think we have heard them before? |
13721 | why not be content on the plain? |
13721 | will gold, on solid centers empires fix? |
13721 | with opium, thou wouldst drug this land, and murder it in sleep!--And what boot thy conquests here? |
13721 | would you have my epitaph read thus:--''Here lies the emptiest of mortals, who was full of himself?'' |
13721 | you would take advantage of my reveries, would you? |