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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59235 | And how dost thou show him honor? |
59235 | And the money? |
59235 | And the people of that land, Xenomanes, what of them? |
59235 | And what do those busy, silent people live on? |
59235 | And what does he want to see My Majesty for? 59235 And what made thee sure, good Macrobius?" |
59235 | Brave boys, are you willing to follow me? |
59235 | But windmills are not frying- pans, friend? |
59235 | Did you ever have any? |
59235 | Do the heroes ever yield? |
59235 | Do you know this fellow? |
59235 | Dying of what? |
59235 | Has just eaten your last one, you say? 59235 Hast thou also thought, father, of a plan for all this whilst thou wert in Fairy- land?" |
59235 | Hast thou caught Picrochole? |
59235 | Hast thou not filled my throne, thou young rogue, for this score of years and more? 59235 Have n''t I already told you? |
59235 | Have you anything there worth the trouble of walking to see? |
59235 | Have you never tried to keep that wicked giant away? |
59235 | Hello, youngster, what is thy name? |
59235 | How can you say so, Master? |
59235 | How do the demons lure the heroes to sin? |
59235 | How is that, my friend? |
59235 | How, Prince? |
59235 | How, are those fellows throwing grape- seeds at us? 59235 How, good Master? |
59235 | Is that fit for a rough fellow like thee, Gymnaste? |
59235 | Is that so? |
59235 | Is that so? |
59235 | Of heroes and demons? |
59235 | So it is thou who art Marquet, art thou? |
59235 | So that''s it, is it? |
59235 | That is all very well, so far as it goes,said Pantagruel, dryly;"but is thy King there?" |
59235 | Well, what have you? |
59235 | What brings all you good people here? |
59235 | What can sinful men do against them? |
59235 | What does the varlet want? |
59235 | What is that? |
59235 | What is that? |
59235 | What is the name of this queer, three- cornered land, and who are its queer- nosed people? |
59235 | What was that, friend? |
59235 | What will I do? 59235 What wilt thou do, my boy?" |
59235 | Where is that great Widenostrils? 59235 Who has dared do this?" |
59235 | Who is Marquet? |
59235 | Whom? |
59235 | Why dost thou not marry, my son? |
59235 | Why not, father? |
59235 | Why, do n''t you know that he is the man who struck our friend Forgier across the shins and got beaten by our Shepherds? 59235 You have heard of the lad, and that wild Bucephalus of his? |
59235 | You say that my little Gargantua is quick? 59235 Your Majesty sees this child?" |
59235 | After looking out a while, he began to turn his great ears towards the sky, and it was then he called out,"Do you hear nothing, gentlemen? |
59235 | Am I dreaming? |
59235 | And have n''t you always had from us in return our fine cheeses, which give their richness to your buns?" |
59235 | And what is your name?" |
59235 | Another:"How refreshing this south- east?" |
59235 | Another:"Will none of you join me in this exquisite south?" |
59235 | Are you all resolved to live or die with me?" |
59235 | As soon as his eyes fell upon the man, Pantagruel said to his attendants:--"Do you see that man yonder, coming from Charanton Bridge? |
59235 | At once turning to him, he said kindly:--"Your pardon, great traveller; what did you wish to say to me?" |
59235 | Before all, my friend, tell me who you are? |
59235 | But how am I to stand amidship without interfering with the handling of the ship?" |
59235 | But of what use after all? |
59235 | But why do n''t you say what it is?" |
59235 | But why do n''t you sing,''Good- by, basket, the vintage is over''? |
59235 | Can Picrochole, the dear friend of my youth, close to me in blood and alliance, mean to war against me and my people? |
59235 | Canst thou tell me his name?" |
59235 | Didst thou think we had none of our own here?" |
59235 | Do n''t you know that those fellows are breaking down our vines, and that we shall have no good wine this year?" |
59235 | Do you know what he is saying, Master?" |
59235 | Do you not hear voices?" |
59235 | Does Your Highness wish to go on shore?" |
59235 | Finding him awake, he asked:--"Will Your Highness be so kind as to tell us how a man can kill time and raise a good wind at sea?" |
59235 | For the old King, who simply wanted everything loose and easy- like, it was all well enough; but how would it be when he began to fit the royal heir? |
59235 | Has my boy Gargantua come yet?" |
59235 | Hast thou ever thought of a wife?" |
59235 | Hast thou not been King in my place?" |
59235 | Have I not stretched myself on the bed in all sorts of ways until my muscles are sore? |
59235 | Have n''t you always come by the highway? |
59235 | Have n''t you always found us ready to give you good silver and copper for your buns? |
59235 | How could there be? |
59235 | How did that hole ever get there? |
59235 | How long didst thou stay in Greece?" |
59235 | How long since thou hast been a buyer of sheep?" |
59235 | If the cocks and hens and foxes do n''t kill him, what can we do?" |
59235 | In a rattling unknown language--"Do you speak a Christian tongue, my friend, or do you make your lingo as you go along?" |
59235 | Is n''t that enough? |
59235 | Is n''t this my father''s palace, and do n''t I know the way to the stables of my big horses? |
59235 | Is supper ready?" |
59235 | It was, with all of them,"Who shall be first after our leader?" |
59235 | Now, choose; which of you will ride my hunting- nag?" |
59235 | Now, how much wilt thou ask for one?" |
59235 | Now, tell me, my dear, where are we to get milk enough for that throat?" |
59235 | Or is this really true that I hear? |
59235 | Pantagruel, hearing all this noise, called out, without turning about,"Who talks of fleeing? |
59235 | Panurge the cry- baby, Panurge the whiner, would it not better become thee to help thyself and friends? |
59235 | Panurge, where art thou?" |
59235 | Panurge, whose ears were as keen as his nose was sharp, retorted,--"What dost thou say, thou sheep- barber? |
59235 | Pray who is this Widenostrils who has a fancy for gobbling frying- pans?" |
59235 | Prithee, tell me, then, rude fellow, what are so many sheared sheep doing here? |
59235 | Riding alone to the front of it, Gargantua shouted out at the top of his voice to those inside:--"Are you there, or are you not? |
59235 | Shall I help you before I go? |
59235 | Shall it always retch? |
59235 | Shall we speak? |
59235 | Then what are we to do? |
59235 | There are our sails and oars; why ca n''t we use them? |
59235 | Thou art the clothes- maker, art thou? |
59235 | Turning to Gargantua, he said:--"My little Prince, art thou sure thou art taking us right?" |
59235 | What could be better, then, than to enjoy themselves the night before? |
59235 | What do you seek? |
59235 | What has my frying- pan to do with the dinner you are to serve me?" |
59235 | What is to become of us? |
59235 | What was Pantagruel doing in the meanwhile? |
59235 | What was to be done? |
59235 | When they got near the enemy''s camp, Panurge said:"My lord, do you wish to do a wise thing? |
59235 | Where could he store away fifty- eight thousand cannon? |
59235 | Where do you come from? |
59235 | Where have you left your horses?" |
59235 | Where was he to put two hundred and seventy- six thousand soldiers? |
59235 | Who has induced him to do this? |
59235 | Who leads him on? |
59235 | Who sheared them, if thou didst not?" |
59235 | Who should it be but one of the very Shepherds, who had been watching the vines and the rich purple grapes when the trouble began? |
59235 | Who wants to buy Green Sauce?''" |
59235 | Why should he draw his malchus? |
59235 | Why, what do you mean? |
59235 | Why, what troubles can you have?" |
59235 | Why? |
59235 | You see our enemies there? |
59235 | [ Illustration: Initial W.] While they were thus chatting and feasting, Carpalim suddenly cried out:"Are we never to have any fresh meat? |
59235 | and why?" |
59235 | asked Pantagruel;"of eating frying- pans and skillets?" |
59235 | fore and aft?" |
59235 | he asked;"have I not exercised enough? |
59235 | holos!_"cried Grandgousier;"what is all this, good people? |
59235 | my good friend and neighbor,"cried the sheep- seller,"dost thou want to play tricks on poor people? |
59235 | my good son, hast thou brought fleas all this way from Paris? |
59235 | retorted Panurge, while his tip- tilted nose curled higher in the air than usual,"does Your Highness seriously mean to compare yourself with Hercules? |
59235 | said Pantagruel, at once interested,"were there as many wonderful things in your Land of Satin as there are in this Land of Pictures?" |
59235 | what is this monster going to do with us? |
23739 | ''But where''s the horse? 23739 ''That''s the best news I''ve heard the nicht, my man.--Goodwife, I say, Goodwife; are ye deaf or donnart? |
23739 | A weel, a weel,answered I,"what notion have ye of the packman line? |
23739 | And what way did his pay gang, then? |
23739 | And what, in the name of goodness, is the matter? |
23739 | Are there nae cutty- stool businesses-- are there nae marriages going on just now, Isaac? |
23739 | Are ye really in your seven natural senses-- or can I believe my ain een? 23739 Aweel, what o''t?" |
23739 | Bad business, bad business; bless us, what is this? |
23739 | But how far, think ye, are we from home now? |
23739 | But, let alane resurrectioners, do you no think there is sic a thing as ghaists? 23739 Deil may care,"said Peter;"but are you really frighted to touch a skull, Mansie? |
23739 | Did ye ever hear the like of that, Mansie? 23739 Div ye see that dark bit owre yonder amang the green clover, wi''the sticks about it?" |
23739 | Do ye not see that? 23739 Do ye think that the poor lad will live, doctor?" |
23739 | Do you see the top of yon black trees to the eastward there, on the braehead? |
23739 | Drowned? |
23739 | Eh, my goodness, what''s come o''the brute''s tail? 23739 Foolish woman,"I said, giving her a kind of severe look;"is that all your manners to interrupt Mr Batter? |
23739 | Has the French landed, do ye think? 23739 Have you your snuff- box upon ye?" |
23739 | Havers here or havers there, what,said I,"is to prevent ye boarding him, at a cheap rate, either with our friend Mrs Grassie, or with the wife? |
23739 | I''ll rin past, and gie a knock at the door wi''the poker to rouse him up? |
23739 | Is not that a gude ane noo? |
23739 | Just look,he said, turning up the inside seam of the leg--"just see-- can any gentleman make a visit in such things as these? |
23739 | Mansie Wauch, Mansie Wauch, hae ye gane out o''yere wuts? |
23739 | Na, na, lad; we maun bide here, as we are here now.--Leave me alane? 23739 Naething uncanny, I daur say?" |
23739 | Now, Nanse,quo''I,"to come to close quarters with ye, tell me candidly and seriously what ye think of a barber? |
23739 | Or what say ye to a penny- pie- man? 23739 Ou, Mansie,"said Jamie Coom,"are ye gaun to take me for your best man? |
23739 | Ou, ay,said I;"but ye didna tell me if onybody was cried last Sunday?" |
23739 | Ou, bravely; I believe he came to some untimeous end hereaway about? |
23739 | PUGGIE, PUGGIE,Saw ye Johnie coming? |
23739 | Sweep, say ye? 23739 Tom, Tom, is this you? |
23739 | Trade? |
23739 | Wad ye no think it better,said Thomas,"to stick her with a long gully- knife, or a sharp shoemaker''s parer? |
23739 | Weel,said he,"I''ll tell-- but where was I at?" |
23739 | Well, what is it? |
23739 | Wha''s there? |
23739 | What do ye think came owre her then? |
23739 | What o''t? 23739 What think ye should come next?" |
23739 | What think ye then of the preaching line? |
23739 | What''s the matter, Benjie, what''s the matter? |
23739 | What, then, Mansie, will we do with poor Magneezhy? 23739 Which of these do you think bonniest?" |
23739 | Who''s murdering us? |
23739 | Will you stand that? |
23739 | Ye never heard tell o''t, didna ye? 23739 Ye see that,"said I, as the laddie went ben the house whingeing;"ye see what a kettle of fish ye have made o''t?" |
23739 | Yes,said I;"and what for?" |
23739 | ''Where''s the horse and cart, then, my man? |
23739 | --And what, said I to Benjie, did Jacob Truff the gravedigger tell ye by way of news? |
23739 | And if no kirk casts up-- which is more nor likely-- what can a young probationer turn his hand to? |
23739 | And what did they turn out to be, think ye? |
23739 | Are you not aware that I could hand you over to the sheriff, on two special indictments? |
23739 | But mightna we breed him a doctor? |
23739 | But we have other things to fear; what think ye of highway robbers?" |
23739 | But what is''t for, maister?" |
23739 | But what remead? |
23739 | But what will ye say there? |
23739 | But what will ye say there? |
23739 | But what, think ye, happened? |
23739 | But why weave a long story out of the materials of sorrow? |
23739 | But ye can have no earthly objection to making him a lawyer''s advocatt?" |
23739 | But ye''ll mind Hornem, the sherry- officer wi''the thrawn shouther?" |
23739 | CALF- LOVE, Bonny lassie, will ye go, will ye go, will ye go, Bonny lassie, will ye go to the Birks of Aberfeldy? |
23739 | Can I get a horse and boy to ride express to Edinburgh for a ready- made article?" |
23739 | Can ye tell me ought of that?'' |
23739 | Div ye keep rotten- fa''s about your premises, Maister Wauch? |
23739 | Do ye dare to imagine that I am a Jerusalem spider, that I could be crammed, neck and heels, into such a thing as that? |
23739 | Do ye imagine that, if he were made a sea- admiral, we could ever live to have any comfort in the son of our bosom? |
23739 | Do ye mind, Maister,"she said,"when ye was so deep in love aince yoursell?" |
23739 | Do ye no see the haill street in a bleeze of flames? |
23739 | Do ye not see that long beard? |
23739 | Do ye understand that?" |
23739 | For what more can we do here below? |
23739 | Give counsel in need, James: what is to be done?" |
23739 | Hae ye a silver sixpence? |
23739 | Have ye any bairns?" |
23739 | Have you fallen, boy? |
23739 | Hoo cam this man kimmer, And who can it be; Hoo cam this carle here, Without the leave o''me? |
23739 | How far are we from Dalkeith?" |
23739 | How shall I repay such kindness? |
23739 | I aye landed in the kirkyard:--and where is the man of woman born proud enough to brag, that it shall not be his fate to land there at last? |
23739 | I hear you are to be cried in the kirk on Sunday?" |
23739 | I pitied him from the very bottom of my heart-- as who would not? |
23739 | I saw her give him one of the apples; and, hearing him say, with a loud gaffaw,"Where is the tailor?" |
23739 | I speired at the porter, if the gentleman with the velveteen breeches and powdered hair, that was dining with the Duke, had come up the avenue yet? |
23739 | I thought of our both running away; and then of our locking ourselves in, and firing through the door; but who was to pull the trigger? |
23739 | I wad rin awa hame, only I am frighted to gang out my lane.--Do ye think the doup of that candle wad carry i''my cap?" |
23739 | I wonder who educates these foreign creatures? |
23739 | In what direction do you think, Mansie, we should all take flight?" |
23739 | Is n''t that true, Isaac?" |
23739 | Is n''t that very pretty?" |
23739 | Is she loaded?" |
23739 | It had only one sparred window, and there was a garden behind; but how was I to get out? |
23739 | It was a terrible business, but what wool can ye get by clipping swine? |
23739 | It''s true he''s caa''d a flunky, which does not sound quite the thing; but what of that? |
23739 | Just look, what think ye of that now? |
23739 | Nanse, who was, all time, standing behind, looking what I was after, asked me,"if I was going to shave without hot water?" |
23739 | No, no-- what need had such wise pows as theirs of being taught or lectured to? |
23739 | So, as he was just taking off his spectacles cannily, and saying to me--"And was not that droll?" |
23739 | The de''il or spunkie, whilk o''them?" |
23739 | The newspapers told us what it had done abroad; and what better could we expect from it at home? |
23739 | The whole of us ran forward, but foremost was Bloatsheet, who seizing Magneezhy by the hand, cried, with a mournful face,"I hope you forgive me? |
23739 | There''s naething here to harm us?" |
23739 | This is an affair of honour, you take, do n''t ye? |
23739 | This job being over to his mind as well as mine, and the money safely stowed into his big hinder coat- pocket-- would ye believe it? |
23739 | V And art thou dead? |
23739 | VII And art thou gone? |
23739 | Wad ye like that?" |
23739 | Was it not? |
23739 | Weel, what came next?" |
23739 | Wha''ll wager me that she wadna hae won? |
23739 | What are ye about here with the door lockit? |
23739 | What could I do? |
23739 | What do ye think they did? |
23739 | What else could they expect? |
23739 | What need had such feelosophers of having a king to rule over, or a Parliament to direct them? |
23739 | What should ye have done that ye should be ta''en to sic an ill place?" |
23739 | What think you did the ne''er- do- weels do in return? |
23739 | What was the upshot?" |
23739 | What was to be done? |
23739 | What will a body say there? |
23739 | What will ye say there? |
23739 | Where did ye happen to pick up all that knowledge?" |
23739 | Where is the blood coming from?" |
23739 | Where''s my son?--where''s my dear bairn Benjie?" |
23739 | Which o''ye can lend me a hand, lads? |
23739 | Who might that have belonged to, now, I wonder? |
23739 | Wi''his blue bonnet on his head, And his doggie running? |
23739 | Will I, maister?" |
23739 | Would you believe it? |
23739 | Ye dinna mean to shoot me, do ye? |
23739 | Ye see-- as I asked ye before-- yon trees on the hill- head to the eastward; just below yon black cloud yonder?" |
23739 | Ye''re surely joking me all the time?" |
23739 | Yet where think ye did the ring go to? |
23739 | [ Picture: The waiting girl, Jeanie Amos] What was to be done? |
23739 | and where''s the cart, then?'' |
23739 | are ye whistling to yoursell?" |
23739 | asked I;"and how did he live?" |
23739 | cried Nanse--"are ye really serious?" |
23739 | did onybody ever see or hear tell of the like o''that? |
23739 | do ye not see that?" |
23739 | how little will even the severest scrutiny enable us to discover? |
23739 | maister; save us, maister; ay-- ay-- ay-- you have na cloured his harnpan with the guse? |
23739 | or endeavour to paint feelings that have no outward sign, lying shut up within the sanctuary of the heart? |
23739 | or has the French landed? |
23739 | or have ye seen a ghost? |
23739 | or is the fire broken out again? |
23739 | quo''she, Saw ye Johnie coming? |
23739 | quoth Isaac to me,"and no hearing what''s God''s truth?" |
23739 | said I to him, rising up from my chair in a great hurry of a fright--"Has onybody killed ye? |
23739 | said I,"and did he really and actually boil siccan trash to his dinner?" |
23739 | said auld Paul laughing, and taking the pipe out of his cheek,"whose butler is''t that ye''re after?" |
23739 | said the old Doctor, who was near- sighted, staring at Magneezhy''s bloody face through his silver spectacles--"what''s the matter?" |
23739 | what''s in a name? |
23739 | what''s that"? |
23739 | what, in the name of wonder, has done this?" |
23739 | who ever saw a sheep''s head with straight horns, and a visnomy all colours of the rainbow-- red, blue, orange, green, yellow, white, and black?" |
23739 | will ye not send for the town- officer?" |
23739 | you man, de ye ken onything about that?" |
23739 | you man, do ye ken onything about that?" |
20767 | ''But where''s the horse? 20767 ''That''s the best news I''ve heard the nicht, my man.--Goodwife, I say, Goodwife; are ye deaf or donnart? |
20767 | A weel, a weel,answered I,"what notion have ye of the packman line? |
20767 | And what way did his pay gang, then? |
20767 | And what, in the name of goodness, is the matter? |
20767 | Are there nae cutty- stool businesses-- are there nae marriages going on just now, Isaac? |
20767 | Are ye really in your seven natural senses-- or can I believe my ain een? 20767 Aweel, what o''t?" |
20767 | Bad business, bad business; bless us, what is this? |
20767 | But how far, think ye, are we from home now? |
20767 | But, let alane resurrectioners, do ye no think there is sic a thing as ghaists? 20767 Deil may care,"said Peter;"but are you really frighted to touch a skull, Mansie? |
20767 | Did ye ever hear the like of that, Mansie? 20767 Div ye see that dark bit owre yonder amang the green clover, wi''the sticks about it?" |
20767 | Do ye not see that? 20767 Do ye think that the poor lad will live, doctor?" |
20767 | Do you see the top of yon black trees to the eastward there, on the braehead? |
20767 | Drowned? |
20767 | Eh, my goodness, what''s come o''the brute''s tail? 20767 Foolish woman,"I said, giving her a kind of severe look;"is that all your manners to interrupt Mr Batter? |
20767 | Has the French landed, do ye think? 20767 Have you your snuff- box upon ye?" |
20767 | Havers here or havers there, what,said I,"is to prevent ye boarding him, at a cheap rate, either with our friend Mrs Grassie, or with the wife? |
20767 | I''ll rin past, and gie a knock at the door wi''the poker to rouse him up? |
20767 | Is not that a gude ane noo? |
20767 | Just look,he said, turning up the inside seam of the leg--"just see-- can any gentleman make a visit in such things as these? |
20767 | Mansie Wauch, Mansie Wauch, hae ye gane out o''yere wuts? |
20767 | Na, na, lad; we maun bide here, as we are here now.--Leave me alane? 20767 Naething uncanny, I daur say?" |
20767 | Now, Nanse,quo''I,"to come to close quarters with ye, tell me candidly and seriously what ye think of a barber? |
20767 | Or what say ye to a penny- pie- man? 20767 Ou, Mansie,"said Jamie Coom,"are ye gaun to take me for your best- man? |
20767 | Ou, ay,said I;"but ye didna tell me if onybody was cried last Sunday?" |
20767 | Ou, bravely; I believe he came to some untimeous end hereaway about? |
20767 | Sweep, say ye? 20767 Tom, Tom, is this you? |
20767 | Trade? |
20767 | Wad ye no think it better,said Thomas,"to stick her with a long gully- knife, or a sharp shoemaker''s parer? |
20767 | Weel,said he,"I''ll tell-- but where was I at?" |
20767 | Well, what is it? |
20767 | Wha''s there? |
20767 | What do ye think came owre her then? |
20767 | What o''t? 20767 What think ye should come next?" |
20767 | What think ye then of the preaching line? |
20767 | What''s the matter, Benjie, what''s the matter? |
20767 | What, then, Mansie, will we do with poor Magneezhy? 20767 Which of these do you think bonniest?" |
20767 | Who''s murdering us? |
20767 | Will you stand that? |
20767 | Ye never heard tell o''t, didna ye? 20767 Ye see that,"said I, as the laddie went ben the house whingeing;"ye see what a kettle of fish ye have made o''t?" |
20767 | Yes,said I;"and what for?" |
20767 | ''Where''s the horse and cart, then, my man? |
20767 | --And what, said I to Benjie, did Jacob Truff the gravedigger tell ye by way of news? |
20767 | And art thou gone? |
20767 | And if no kirk casts up-- which is more nor likely-- what can a young probationer turn his hand to? |
20767 | And what did they turn out to be, think ye? |
20767 | Are you not aware that I could hand you over to the sheriff, on two special indictments? |
20767 | Bonny lassie, will ye go, will ye go, will ye go, Bonny lassie, will ye go to the Birks of Aberfeldy? |
20767 | But mightna we breed him a doctor? |
20767 | But we have other things to fear; what think ye of highway robbers?" |
20767 | But what is''t for, maister?" |
20767 | But what remead? |
20767 | But what will ye say there? |
20767 | But what will ye say there? |
20767 | But what, think ye, happened? |
20767 | But why weave a long story out of the materials of sorrow? |
20767 | But ye can have no earthly objection to making him a lawer''s advocatt?" |
20767 | But ye''ll mind Hornem, the sherry- officer wi''the thrawn shouther?" |
20767 | Can I get a horse and boy to ride express to Edinburgh for a ready- made article?" |
20767 | Can ye tell me ought of that?'' |
20767 | Div ye keep rotten- fa''s about your premises, Maister Wauch? |
20767 | Do ye dare to imagine that I am a Jerusalem spider, that I could be crammed, neck and heels, into such a thing as that? |
20767 | Do ye imagine that, if he were made a sea- admiral, we could ever live to have any comfort in the son of our bosom? |
20767 | Do ye mind, Maister,"she said,"when ye was so deep in love aince yoursell?" |
20767 | Do ye no see the haill street in a bleeze of flames? |
20767 | Do ye not see that long beard? |
20767 | Do ye understand that?" |
20767 | For what more can we do here below? |
20767 | Give counsel in need, James: what is to be done?" |
20767 | Hae ye a silver sixpence? |
20767 | Have ye any bairns?" |
20767 | Have you fallen, boy? |
20767 | Hoo cam this man, kimmer, And who can it be; Hoo cam this carle here, Without the leave o''me? |
20767 | How far are we from Dalkeith?" |
20767 | How shall I repay such kindness? |
20767 | I aye landed in the kirkyard:--and where is the man of woman born proud enough to brag, that it shall not be his fate to land there at last? |
20767 | I hear you are to be cried in the kirk on Sunday?" |
20767 | I pitied him from the very bottom of my heart-- as who would not? |
20767 | I saw her give him one of the apples; and hearing him say, with a loud gaffaw,"Where is the tailor?" |
20767 | I speired at the porter, if the gentleman with the velveteen breeches and powdered hair, that was dining with the Duke, had come up the avenue yet? |
20767 | I thought of our both running away; and then of our locking ourselves in, and firing through the door; but who was to pull the trigger? |
20767 | I wad rin awa hame, only I am frighted to gang out my lane.--Do ye think the doup of that candle wad carry i''my cap?" |
20767 | I wonder who educates these foreign creatures? |
20767 | In what direction do you think, Mansie, we should all take flight?" |
20767 | Is n''t that true, Isaac?" |
20767 | Is n''t that very pretty?" |
20767 | Is she loaded?" |
20767 | It had only one sparred window, and there was a garden behind; but how was I to get out? |
20767 | It was a terrible business, but what wool can ye get by clipping swine? |
20767 | It''s true he''s caa''d a flunky, which does not sound quite the thing; but what of that? |
20767 | Just look, what think ye of that, now? |
20767 | Nanse, who was, all the time, standing behind, looking what I was after, asked me,"if I was going to shave without hot water?" |
20767 | No, no-- what need had such wise pows as theirs of being taught or lectured to? |
20767 | Saw ye Johnie coming? |
20767 | She would have won for a hunder pounds, if she hadna broken her leg.--Wha''ll wager me that she wadna hae won? |
20767 | So, as he was just taking off his spectacles cannily, and saying to me--"And was not that droll?" |
20767 | The de''il or spunkie, whilk o''them?" |
20767 | The newspapers told us what it had done abroad; and what better could we expect from it at home? |
20767 | The whole of us ran forward, but foremost was Bloatsheet, who seizing Magneezhy by the hand, cried, with a mournful face,"I hope you forgive me? |
20767 | There''s naething here to harm us?" |
20767 | This is an affair of honour, you take, do n''t ye? |
20767 | This job being over to his mind as well as mine, and the money safely stowed into his big hinder coat- pocket-- would ye believe it? |
20767 | V. And art thou dead? |
20767 | Wad ye like that?" |
20767 | Was it not? |
20767 | Weel, what came next?" |
20767 | What are ye about here with the door lockit? |
20767 | What could I do? |
20767 | What do ye think they did? |
20767 | What else could they expect? |
20767 | What need had such feelosophers of having a king to rule over, or a Parliament to direct them? |
20767 | What should ye have done that ye should be ta''en to sic an ill place?" |
20767 | What think you did the ne''er- do- weels do in return? |
20767 | What was the upshot?" |
20767 | What was to be done? |
20767 | What was to be done? |
20767 | What will a body say there? |
20767 | What will ye say there? |
20767 | Where did ye happen to pick up all that knowledge?" |
20767 | Where is the blood coming from?" |
20767 | Where''s my son?--where''s my dear bairn Benjie?" |
20767 | Which o''ye can lend me a hand, lads? |
20767 | Who might that have belonged to, now, I wonder? |
20767 | Will I, maister?" |
20767 | Would you believe it? |
20767 | Ye dinna mean to shoot me, do ye? |
20767 | Ye see-- as I asked ye before-- yon trees on the hill- head to the eastward; just below yon black cloud yonder?" |
20767 | Ye''re surely joking me all the time?" |
20767 | Yet where think ye did the ring go to? |
20767 | and where''s the cart, then?'' |
20767 | are ye whistling to yoursell?" |
20767 | asked I;"and how did he live?" |
20767 | cried Nanse--"are ye really serious?" |
20767 | did onybody ever see or hear tell of the like o''that? |
20767 | do ye not see that?" |
20767 | how little will even the severest scrutiny enable us to discover? |
20767 | maister; save us, maister; ay-- ay-- ay-- you have na cloured his harnpan with the guse? |
20767 | or endeavour to paint feelings that have no outward sign, lying shut up within the sanctuary of the heart? |
20767 | or has the French landed? |
20767 | or have ye seen a ghost? |
20767 | or is the fire broken out again? |
20767 | quo''she, Saw ye Johnie coming? |
20767 | quoth Isaac to me,"and no hearing what''s God''s truth?" |
20767 | said I to him rising up from my chair in a great hurry of a fright--"Has onybody killed ye? |
20767 | said I,"and did he really and actually boil siccan trash to his dinner?" |
20767 | said auld Paul laughing, and taking the pipe out of his cheek,"whose butler is''t that ye''re after?" |
20767 | said the old Doctor, who was near- sighted, staring at Magneezhy''s bloody face through his silver spectacles--"what''s the matter?" |
20767 | what''s in a name? |
20767 | what''s that?" |
20767 | what, in the name of wonder, has done this?" |
20767 | who ever saw a sheep''s head with straight horns, and a visnomy all colours of the rainbow-- red, blue, orange, green, yellow, white, and black?" |
20767 | will ye not send for the town- officer?" |
20767 | you man, do ye ken onything about that?" |
20767 | you man, do ye ken onything about that?" |
8374 | A pleasant story, is n''t it? 8374 Abstract rights? |
8374 | Affect ye? 8374 Again I ask, why do you assume the very point in question? |
8374 | Ah, well-- this little taste of British justice will thicken his hide for him, eh? |
8374 | Alton, you fool, why did you let out that you were a snip? |
8374 | An artilleryman? |
8374 | An''ai n''t that all over the same? |
8374 | An''did n''t the blessed Jesus die for all? |
8374 | An''hoo much o''thae gran''objectives an''subjectives did ye comprehen'', then, Johnnie, my man? |
8374 | An''ran oot sarkless on the public, eh? 8374 An''so he has no objection to a wee playing at Papistry, gin a man finds it good to tickle up his soul?" |
8374 | An''wha''s Meester Windrush, then? |
8374 | An''what for then? 8374 An''you''re a going to lend us a hand? |
8374 | Anan? |
8374 | And are there any men,I said,"who believe this? |
8374 | And have you been drinking arter all? |
8374 | And have you tried to write? 8374 And he will, but not the one I want; and he could not buy me reputation, power, rank, do you see, Alton, my genius? |
8374 | And if I did,I answered, more and more excited,"have I not slaved for you, stinted myself of clothes to pay your rent? |
8374 | And if it is refused? |
8374 | And is n''t everything fair in a good cause? |
8374 | And it is for that that you will sell your soul-- to become a hanger- on of the upper classes, in sloth and luxury? |
8374 | And she wo n''t see me? 8374 And that is really in the Bible?" |
8374 | And this,I said,"is your idea of a vocation for the sacred ministry? |
8374 | And what business have they to let themselves be ordered? 8374 And what else?" |
8374 | And what gospel is there in a moral teaching? 8374 And what is The Cause?" |
8374 | And what sort of a man was he? |
8374 | And what sort of a preacher was his parson? |
8374 | And who are you? |
8374 | And who was the landlord of this parish? |
8374 | And who''s made''em savages? 8374 And why ai n''t they?" |
8374 | And why,asked I, more vexed and disappointed than I liked to confess--"why did you not tell me before?" |
8374 | And will the country join us? |
8374 | Are you a farmer? |
8374 | Aristocrats? 8374 Aw yow knawn Billy Porter? |
8374 | Aw? 8374 Ay, a live dean-- didn''t you see the cloven foot sticking out from under his shoe- buckle? |
8374 | Ay, and more-- and how''s a man ever to pay that? |
8374 | Ay, he did speak of that-- what did he call it? 8374 Ay, my lassies; but ha''ye gotten na fire the nicht?" |
8374 | Big enough to make fighters? |
8374 | But after all,I said one day,"the great practical objection still remains unanswered-- the clergy? |
8374 | But are you so ill off? |
8374 | But does n''t it ruin their health? 8374 But how can I, till I know what sort of a style it ought to be?" |
8374 | But is not beauty,I said,"in itself a good and blessed thing, softening, refining, rejoicing the eyes of all who behold?" |
8374 | But the law? |
8374 | But the time?--so infinitely shorter than that which Nature usually occupies in the process? |
8374 | But what is it? |
8374 | But what sort of handwriting was it? |
8374 | But what was the postmark of the letter? |
8374 | But where did you get the money? 8374 But where is the cover?" |
8374 | But who will teach me Latin? |
8374 | But,I asked again, half- laughing, half- disgusted,"do you know what your duty is?" |
8374 | But,I asked, as a jealous pang shot through my heart,"how did you contrive to get this same footing at all? |
8374 | But,I asked,"have you read much for ordination, or seen much of what a clergyman''s work should be?" |
8374 | But,I said,"Mr. Mackaye, do you think it right to sell books of the very opinions of which you disapprove so much?" |
8374 | By what? |
8374 | Can ye do that same, laddie? |
8374 | Can you ask the question? 8374 Charles the First?" |
8374 | Come on,he said, peevishly clutching me by the arm;"what do you want dawdling? |
8374 | Conjuring-- to strike a perpendicular, noo, or say the Lord''s Prayer backwards? |
8374 | Conspiracy? 8374 Could you find un, dee yow think, noo, into Lunnon? |
8374 | Dee yow consider, now, that a mon mought be lost, like, into Lunnon? |
8374 | Dee yow think, noo, yow could find out my boy out of un, by any ways o''conjuring like? |
8374 | Destruction? |
8374 | Did he teach you to disobey your mother? |
8374 | Did n''t I see you take it out o''the old un''s pocket, you young villain? |
8374 | Did you not know it? 8374 Do n''t his mother know he''s out?" |
8374 | Do n''t you know what came of the strike a few years ago, when this piece- work and sweating first came in? 8374 Do n''t you see they''re leaving? |
8374 | Do n''t you see, stupid? |
8374 | Do you call a sweater''s man a free man? |
8374 | Do you expect me to live on your charity, on condition of doing your dirty work? 8374 Do you know this man?" |
8374 | Do you mean to call me a profligate? |
8374 | Do you not believe me? 8374 Do you think that I monopolize the generosity of England? |
8374 | Do you upbraid me with that? |
8374 | Doctor? 8374 Does it want so very much wisdom to understand the rights and the wrongs of all that? |
8374 | Does n''t the parish allow the old lady anything? |
8374 | Ely? |
8374 | Faix, an''ai n''t we all brothers? |
8374 | Faix, thin, Misther Mackaye, darlint, an''whin did I desarve to pawn me own goose an''board, an''sit looking at the spidhers for the want o''them? |
8374 | From the counthry? |
8374 | Government-- government? 8374 Ha''ye looked into the monster- petition?" |
8374 | Hallo, young''un, come to your senses? 8374 Have I hit him?" |
8374 | Have n''t I been taking down every one of these lectures for the press? |
8374 | How are you, my dear fellow? 8374 How came I here? |
8374 | How did you learn all this? |
8374 | How do ye ken what I may ha''thocht gude to read in my time? 8374 How lang ha''ye learnit that deil''s lee, Johnnie? |
8374 | How long have I slept? 8374 How lost?" |
8374 | How shall I answer him? 8374 How shall I help you?" |
8374 | How so, if they break the laws of Nature? |
8374 | How so? |
8374 | How wad I ken that you had need o''t? 8374 How''s that?" |
8374 | How?--how does a hound get a footing on a cold scent? 8374 Hullo, Alton, how are you? |
8374 | Hullo, Poleax-- Costello-- What''s that? 8374 Hullo, young''un, and what do you want here?" |
8374 | Hum, hum, widow, eh? 8374 Hymns for******?" |
8374 | I am the dog, then? |
8374 | I can quite understand your feeling deeply on one point,I said, as I took it,"after the sad story you told me; but why so bitter on all? |
8374 | I dare say the vulgarity of that school has, ere now, shaken your faith in all that was holy? |
8374 | If I must go, then, why so far? 8374 Is that any reason ye should write it? |
8374 | Is that anything good to eat? 8374 Is this true?" |
8374 | Is this,she said to Lord Lynedale,"the young person of whom you were speaking to me just now? |
8374 | It seems so indeed-- but what do you mean? |
8374 | Join them? |
8374 | Leave the boy alone,growled Crossthwaite;"do n''t you see he''s crying?" |
8374 | May I ask what is the subject of it? |
8374 | May I go into your wood? |
8374 | May I take the liberty of recommending my cousin here? |
8374 | Michaelsh? 8374 Monster? |
8374 | Need it be quenched there? 8374 Not enough? |
8374 | Och, thin, and would n''t I just go mad if ever such ill luck happened to yees as to be taken to heaven in the prime of your days, asthore? |
8374 | Och, were not abuses notorious? 8374 Of what?" |
8374 | Oh, I am perfect in that character, I suppose? 8374 Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair-- A tress o''golden hair, O''drowned maiden''s hair, Above the nets at sea? |
8374 | Or a few efreets? |
8374 | Ow, well, yow moi soy that- mak''th''em cruel thin then, it do; but what can bodies do i''th''ago? 8374 Parson? |
8374 | Perhaps my learned brother would like a jury of rioters? |
8374 | Perhaps the heathens are grown better than they used to be? |
8374 | Poetic element? 8374 Porter or ale, sir?" |
8374 | Power? 8374 Really, my good fellow, how can you wonder if our friends suspect you? |
8374 | Set fire to the stones? 8374 Shall I pray, then? |
8374 | Shure, thin, and ye''re a tailor, my young man? |
8374 | Sloth and luxury? 8374 So ye gied the ministers a bit o''yer mind? |
8374 | So you are one of these new Tractarians? 8374 So you keep a leader because he''s descended from ancient kings, do you? |
8374 | Spy is he, thin? 8374 Tell me, then-- to try the Socratic method-- is disease, or health, the order and law of Nature?" |
8374 | Them''s a sight o''larned beuks, Muster Mackaye? |
8374 | Then why did you never say a kind word to me? |
8374 | Then why, in Heaven''s name, did you introduce me to such a scoundrel? |
8374 | Then you are implicated in this expected insurrection? |
8374 | Then you believe in the Malthusian doctrines? |
8374 | Then, do you believe in the old doctrines of Christianity? |
8374 | Then, would one who healed diseases be a restorer, or a breaker of order? |
8374 | They had all left town that morning,"Miss-- Miss Winnstay-- is she ill? |
8374 | Vot''s that row? |
8374 | Wad ye ha''them set up a dancing academy for working men, wi''''manners tocht here to the lower classes''? 8374 Wadna ye prefer a meeracle or twa?" |
8374 | Was Paley,I asked,"a really good and pious man?" |
8374 | Was he a cannibal, to drink out o''that pump hard- by, right under the kirkyard? |
8374 | Was he a relation of yours? |
8374 | Was it wrong in him to give himself such trouble about the education of a poor young fellow, who has no tie on him, who can never repay him? |
8374 | Wellsaid I to myself, smiling in spirit,"what would my Chartist friends say if they saw me here? |
8374 | Well, but,asked Crossthwaite,"was not that man, at least, splendid?" |
8374 | Well, my young''un,recommenced my tormentor,"and how do you like your company?" |
8374 | Well, young man, all right again? 8374 Well,"I said,"my dear cousin, and have you no high notions of a clergyman''s vocation? |
8374 | Well,he said, as soon as we were out of the shop,"which way? |
8374 | What are you a- grumbling here about, my man?--gotten the cholera? |
8374 | What did he say to you about gentlemen being crammed by tutors and professors? 8374 What do you mean by grumbling at the whole thing in this way, Mr. Mackaye? |
8374 | What do you mean? |
8374 | What do you mean? |
8374 | What do you mean? |
8374 | What drives the Frenchman to suicide? |
8374 | What for, then? 8374 What harm have they done you?" |
8374 | What is that, sir? |
8374 | What on earth do you mean? 8374 What on earth do you mean?" |
8374 | What right have you,I asked, bristling up at a sudden suspicion that crossed me,"to use such words about me?" |
8374 | What road? |
8374 | What then remains? 8374 What war ye greeting about, then? |
8374 | What was it that you adored? 8374 What would you like, sir? |
8374 | What''s elevation? |
8374 | What''s that about brotherhood and freedom, Lillian? 8374 What''s the matter, boys?" |
8374 | What''s the matter? |
8374 | What''s this? |
8374 | What''s trade? |
8374 | What, not become what Nature intended you to become? 8374 What, the little beauty somewhere near Cavendish Square?" |
8374 | What,I said,"was it not proved upon my trial, that I exerted all my powers, endangered my very life, to prevent outrage in that case?" |
8374 | What--(in the other place)--do you mean by giving me the trouble of re- writing it? 8374 What? |
8374 | What? 8374 What? |
8374 | What? 8374 What?" |
8374 | What? |
8374 | What? |
8374 | When did he die? |
8374 | Where else can we get any? 8374 Whereby you mean that you are on your way to her now? |
8374 | Who dared to put such a thought into your head? |
8374 | Who denies it? 8374 Who told you, my dear young friend, that to break the customs of Nature, is to break her laws? |
8374 | Who was this lady? |
8374 | Whose? 8374 Why are we weigh''d upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness? |
8374 | Why for suld I speired? 8374 Why have I not as good a right to speak to her, to move in the same society in which she moves, as any of the fops of the day? |
8374 | Why not go to my uncle? |
8374 | Why wo n''t you let a cove die? 8374 Why, did n''t they tell us, before the Reform Bill, that extension of the suffrage was to cure everything? |
8374 | Why, hav''n''t you a right to aspire to a college education as any do- nothing canon there at the abbey, lad? |
8374 | Why, then, in the name of reason and mercy? |
8374 | Why, then? |
8374 | Why, was he not rich? |
8374 | Why, yow told o''they sweaters-- dee yow think a mon might get in wi''one o''they, and they that mought be looking for un not to vind un? |
8374 | Why? |
8374 | Will ye, noo? 8374 Will you sign the protest, gentlemen, or not?" |
8374 | With me? |
8374 | Would a change in the franchise cure that? |
8374 | Would that other dream have ever given you peace, even if it had ever become reality? |
8374 | Would they be a blessing to me now? 8374 Wud I tell ye? |
8374 | Ye''ll be wanting work, thin? |
8374 | Yell be coming the- morrow? 8374 Yer do n''t? |
8374 | Yes, it is Locke; and surely you''re my old friend Jemmy Downes? 8374 You a sweater''s man?" |
8374 | You arn''t the king of the Cannibal Islands, as I know of, to cut a cove''s head off? |
8374 | You do n''t mean it? 8374 You find the room quiet?" |
8374 | You have never trusted me,I cried,"you have watched me--""Did you not deceive me once already?" |
8374 | You know the opinion of the physicians? |
8374 | You seem to be deeply interested in that picture? |
8374 | You seem to be very intimate here,said I,"with all parties?" |
8374 | You speak out boldly and well; but how can you judge what I may please to fancy? 8374 You wrote? |
8374 | Your cousin? |
8374 | Your love? 8374 Yow maun ha''got a deal o''scholarship among they, noo?" |
8374 | ''Cause why? |
8374 | ''Tak''a drap o''kindness yet, for auld langsyne?" |
8374 | ''Verra weel, father,''says the puir skellum;''and wha''s wife shall I tak?'' |
8374 | ***** But what became of our protest? |
8374 | ***** But who was my benefactor? |
8374 | ***** But, the reader may ask, where was your Bible all this time? |
8374 | *****"Did ye ever gang listering saumons by nicht? |
8374 | --Do ye think, noo, we sall ha''knowledge in the next warld o''them we loved on earth? |
8374 | --he burst out suddenly in his old ranting style--"what is there left on earth to live for? |
8374 | 9d.? |
8374 | A conversation which passed between us years ago at D**** on the antithesis of natural and revealed religion-- perhaps you recollect it?" |
8374 | A demp unpleasant body?" |
8374 | A murdered man? |
8374 | Abstract rights? |
8374 | After a short pause he said, quite abruptly,"Tom, do you want to live to be old?" |
8374 | Again I ask, who knows what really are the laws of Nature? |
8374 | Again I ask-- who will go forth and preach that Gospel, and save his native land? |
8374 | Ai nt that logic and science, Orator?" |
8374 | All things have rest: why should we toil alone? |
8374 | Altogether, a joyous, genial bit of-- Nature? |
8374 | An''gin they didna sae intend, wad it be coorteous o''me to gang speiring an''peering ower covers an''seals?" |
8374 | An''what''s the use o''intellect? |
8374 | And as I went out of the village, I accosted a labourer, who was trudging my way, fork on shoulder, and asked him if that was the parson and his wife? |
8374 | And can you expect to eat your cake and keep it too? |
8374 | And did n''t she know it? |
8374 | And did n''t she know that you knew it too?" |
8374 | And had he not a right to dispose of my person, having bought it by an allowance to my mother of five- and- twenty pounds a year? |
8374 | And how came I to lie down without undressing?" |
8374 | And how can you have too much of a good thing? |
8374 | And how did you intend to spend it?" |
8374 | And how ought it to be done? |
8374 | And if I did, who''d fetch''em home? |
8374 | And if I die, what better thing on earth can happen to me?" |
8374 | And if the workmen chose to take lower wages, he was not bound actually to make them a present of more than they asked for? |
8374 | And if there, why not elsewhere? |
8374 | And if those who have, like you, still covet more, what wonder if those who have nothing covet something? |
8374 | And is she after all, like Pantagruel''s ship, to be loaded with hemp? |
8374 | And is that word a dream, a lie, the watchword only of rebellious fiends, as bigots say even now? |
8374 | And is this not the truth? |
8374 | And my cousin? |
8374 | And need I say, too, that I was as utterly disgusted at my attempt to express her in words, as I had been at my trial with the pencil? |
8374 | And now comes the question-- What is to be done with these poor tailors, to the number of between fifteen and twenty thousand? |
8374 | And now for your''but''--""The raising of the dead to life? |
8374 | And now, what shall I say to you, my friends, about the future? |
8374 | And so I let them go on their own way, conscious of but one thought-- was Lillian in the court? |
8374 | And so on through weary weeks of moping melancholy--"a double- minded man, unstable in all his ways?" |
8374 | And the strong and the cunning said,"What can we do with all this might of ours?" |
8374 | And then more villas and palings; and then a village;--when would they stop, those endless houses? |
8374 | And then will you show us a few tardy improvements here and there, and ask us, indignantly, why we distrust you? |
8374 | And then, if a boy does show talent in school, do they help him up in life? |
8374 | And were we to free ourselves from it by any frantic means that came to hand? |
8374 | And what comes of it? |
8374 | And what else, in Heaven''s name, ye fine gentlemen-- what else can a working man do with his imagination, but dream? |
8374 | And what have you read on these subjects?" |
8374 | And what the dickens do you want to be educating yourself for, pray?" |
8374 | And what''n, think yow, be gone wi''un?" |
8374 | And what-- what-- have I seen equal to her since? |
8374 | And which? |
8374 | And who are they? |
8374 | And whose fault is it that THEY are not members of the Church of England? |
8374 | And ye want to read books?" |
8374 | And yet, were there no excuses for us? |
8374 | And yet, what if she was with him-- what to me? |
8374 | And you, too, I hear, are taking your share in this projected madness and iniquity?" |
8374 | Are the people represented? |
8374 | Are there no differences of rank-- God''s rank, not man''s-- among us? |
8374 | Are they not doing you good at this moment? |
8374 | Are we to throw ourselves into their hands after all? |
8374 | Are ye a Cockney or a Cannibal Islander? |
8374 | Are you a nursery- maid, that you must stare at those red- coated butchers?" |
8374 | Are you convinced, once for all?" |
8374 | Are you represented? |
8374 | Are you, too, going to shrink back from The Cause, now that liberty is at the very doors?" |
8374 | Arn''t it yourn? |
8374 | Ask my mother when I ever disobeyed her before? |
8374 | Ay, how indeed? |
8374 | Ay-- the few wilful, triumphant wicked; but the millions of suffering, starving wicked, the victims of society and circumstance-- what hope for them? |
8374 | Barn''t accoostomed to tramp, then?" |
8374 | Be''est thee honest man?" |
8374 | Because why? |
8374 | Bloodshed? |
8374 | But come, find me some starving genius-- some græculus esuriens--""Who will ascend to the heaven of your lordship''s eloquence for the bidding?" |
8374 | But gin ye daur, why dinna ye pack up your duds, and yer poems wi''them, and gang till your cousin i''the university? |
8374 | But has He not taught me all these very things_ by my_ parish priest life? |
8374 | But have I not paid the penalty? |
8374 | But have they given life to a single bone or muscle of his limbs? |
8374 | But have you no guess as to where he is?" |
8374 | But how came you here to visit him? |
8374 | But how is the wound in your back the day?" |
8374 | But if he had work, ca n''t he get victuals?" |
8374 | But if they have succeeded so well, may there not be hundreds more in England who would succeed equally? |
8374 | But she answered only with a quiet smile:"So you are a Chartist still?" |
8374 | But she who lived beneath them? |
8374 | But still, who could be prouder, more imperious, more abrupt in manner, harsh, even to the very verge of good- breeding? |
8374 | But the king said,"Wherefore? |
8374 | But to be shamed, and know that I deserved it; to be deserted by my own honour, self- respect, strength of will-- who can bear that? |
8374 | But was the sum of knowledge, human and divine, perfected at the Reformation? |
8374 | But were there no excuses for the mass? |
8374 | But what was to become of Susan? |
8374 | But when did they unite in any name but that? |
8374 | But where to get the books? |
8374 | But why is the badness of the clergy any reason for pulling down the Church? |
8374 | But why was the law broken in order to restore it? |
8374 | But would I, that am an honest woman, go to live with they offscourings-- they"--(she used a strong word)--"would I be parted from my children? |
8374 | But yet, why do we need the help of the clergy?" |
8374 | But, Johnnie, lad-- guide us and save us!--whaur got ye a''these gran''outlandish words the nicht?" |
8374 | But, after all, what else could it be? |
8374 | But, if it were I, would not that be only another reason for submitting? |
8374 | But--"Martyrdom?" |
8374 | By what strange ascetic perversion has_ that_ got to mean"keeping holy the sabbath- day"? |
8374 | By- the- by, that coat ours? |
8374 | By- the- by, would you like me to tell our friends at D**** that I met you? |
8374 | Can not God find champions for them when you are gone? |
8374 | Can ye sing?" |
8374 | Can ye tak long nose, an''short nose, an''snub nose, an''seventeen Deuks o''Wellington out o''my puddins? |
8374 | Can you deny that you''ve been off and on lately between flunkeydom and The Cause, like a donkey between two bundles of hay? |
8374 | Canna ye see it there? |
8374 | Canst thou administer to a mind diseased? |
8374 | Clergymen of England!--look at the history of your Establishment for the last fifty years, and say, what wonder is it if the artisan mistrust you? |
8374 | Coral Islands? |
8374 | Could I die while they were unfulfilled? |
8374 | Could her prayers alter that? |
8374 | Crossthwaite, are not children a blessing?" |
8374 | Crossthwaite?" |
8374 | Crossthwaite?" |
8374 | Curse the old villain!--who''ll help to disappoint him''o that? |
8374 | D''ye ken a medicamentum that''ll put brains into workmen--? |
8374 | Dare I write my history between those two points of time? |
8374 | Did He not love us, too, even as we loved each other? |
8374 | Did He, too, let me become a strong, daring, sporting, wild man of the woods for nothing? |
8374 | Did I envy him? |
8374 | Did I rejoice? |
8374 | Did not the priesthood, in the first ages, glory not in the name, but, what is better, in the office, of democrats? |
8374 | Did not you, too, neglect the work which the All- Father had given you, and run every man after his own comfort? |
8374 | Did she look as calm, as grand in death as he who lay there? |
8374 | Did she remember my features, as I did hers? |
8374 | Did she turn away in indignation? |
8374 | Did you find that your method of thought received any benefit from it?" |
8374 | Did you hear anything that astonished your weak mind so very exceedingly, after all?" |
8374 | Did you not hear me just now praising the monasteries, because they were socialist and democratic? |
8374 | Didst ever know one called Porter, to yowr trade?" |
8374 | Dinna ye see what be the upshot o''siccan doctrin''? |
8374 | Do n''t a girl know when she''s pretty, without asking her neighbours?" |
8374 | Do n''t they squires tax the land twenty or thirty shillings an acre; and what do they do for that? |
8374 | Do ye gie us a turn, please?" |
8374 | Do you believe?" |
8374 | Do you call me a profligate because I wish to educate myself and rise in life?" |
8374 | Do you comprehend noo?" |
8374 | Do you delight in God? |
8374 | Do you fancy that you can alter a fallen world? |
8374 | Do you feel like a man that''s got any one to fight your battle in parliament, my young friend, eh?" |
8374 | Do you know where you are?". |
8374 | Do you love Jesus Christ? |
8374 | Do you mean to condemn, just now, the Church as it was, or the Church as it is, or the Church as it ought to be? |
8374 | Do you think I should be so open with it, if I meant anything very diabolic? |
8374 | Do you think I will have my daughter polluted by the company of an infidel and a blasphemer?" |
8374 | Do you think the working men forget them? |
8374 | Do you think warm hearts beat only in the breasts of working men? |
8374 | Do you want un yourself, eh? |
8374 | Does not nine- tenths of the blame of that lie at your door? |
8374 | Does not that argue ill for the facts themselves? |
8374 | Does that look like the invention of tyrants, and prelates? |
8374 | Does the supply of mercy meet the demand of misery? |
8374 | Drink? |
8374 | Eavesdropping?" |
8374 | Eh? |
8374 | Else, why in Heaven''s name do you pay him poor''s rates? |
8374 | Even if the wages did depend entirely on the amount of competition, on whom does the amount of competition depend? |
8374 | Fear, of course, was the only motive she employed; for how could our still carnal understandings be affected with love to God? |
8374 | First floor''s Ashmy Ward-- don''t you hear''um now through the cracks in the boards, a puffing away like a nest of young locomotives? |
8374 | For instance, am I to consider it the exception or the rule, when I am told that you, a journeyman tailor, are able to correct these proofs for me?" |
8374 | For the last time, who will go up with me to the mountain?" |
8374 | For what could he make me but a tailor-- or a shoemaker? |
8374 | For what? |
8374 | Forgot the latch- key, you sucking Don Juan, that''s it, is it? |
8374 | Gave a barrister as good as he brought, eh, Mr. Mackaye? |
8374 | God or the devil? |
8374 | Got a holiday? |
8374 | Grand triumphs those, eh?" |
8374 | Gude guide us!--What was yon, Alton, laddie?" |
8374 | Ha''ye been to Exeter Hall the while? |
8374 | Had I not hopes, plans, desires, infinite? |
8374 | Had he actually heard of the omissions in my poems?--and if he once touched on that subject, what could I answer? |
8374 | Had he been in the room when my visit to D**** was determined on? |
8374 | Had he come there as a spy on me? |
8374 | Had invasion threatened us at any period between 1815 and 1830, or even later, would any ministry have dared to allow volunteer regiments? |
8374 | Had it not been decided from all eternity? |
8374 | Had not freedom, progressive, expanding, descending, been the glory and the strength of England? |
8374 | Had not the Queen''s counsel been trying all day to murder me, as was their duty, seeing that they got their living thereby? |
8374 | Had she ever even thought of me, from that day to this? |
8374 | Has he not found them already? |
8374 | Has not priestly pandering to tyrants made the Church, in every age, a scoff and a byword among free men?" |
8374 | Has she really cast me off?" |
8374 | Has the mind power of creating sensations for itself? |
8374 | Has their conduct to the masses for the last century deserved that we should do so? |
8374 | Have I not confessed my own weakness? |
8374 | Have I not run to and fro for you like a slave, while I knew all the time you did not respect me or trust me? |
8374 | Have I not surely had practice enough already?" |
8374 | Have not you as good a right to them as any gentleman?" |
8374 | Have they done so? |
8374 | Have they not all seemed to consider it a sacred duty to keep themselves, as far as they could, out of party strife?" |
8374 | Have you done with him, governor?" |
8374 | Have you forgotten that, after all, you are my-- guest, to call it by the mildest term?" |
8374 | Have you larger stomachs, as well as stronger arms? |
8374 | Have you not done mischief enough already?" |
8374 | Have you not neglected our meetings? |
8374 | Have you not picked all the spice out of your poems? |
8374 | Have you perused therein the priceless Chapter"On the Probable Futurity of the Labouring Classes"? |
8374 | Have you read any Latin?" |
8374 | Have you read any logic?" |
8374 | Have you read the story of Abou Zennab, his horse, in Stanley''s''Sinai,''p. 67? |
8374 | He could say, with the old Moslem,"God is great-- who hath resisted his will?" |
8374 | He did not shake hands with me, it is true;--was I not a poor relation? |
8374 | He says, if the Oxford Tracts did wonders, why should not we? |
8374 | He went through Cavendish Square, up Harley Street-- was it possible? |
8374 | He writes--? |
8374 | Headache, eh? |
8374 | Hech? |
8374 | Henry was not arbitrary; arbitrary men are the most obstinate of men? |
8374 | Here the manager broke in,"Why did n''t our Government step in then, and buy largely, and store in public granaries?" |
8374 | Homer''s heroes did so, Why not such as we? |
8374 | How came you here? |
8374 | How can yow do that then? |
8374 | How could He be my Father till I was converted? |
8374 | How did I know that she had not felt for me? |
8374 | How did she come here?" |
8374 | How did the court know that there was not one? |
8374 | How do ye expect ever to be happy, or strong, or a man at a'', as long as ye go on looking to enjoy yersel-- yersel? |
8374 | How do ye ken that the auld Scot eats a''he makes? |
8374 | How do you know that my idea of carrying out Eleanor''s sermons in practice were just what I could not-- and if I could, dared not, give? |
8374 | How lang, O Lord, before thou bring these puir daft bodies to their richt mind again?" |
8374 | I always thought him a gracious youth, madam, did n''t you? |
8374 | I answered, passionately,"will you rob us poor creatures of our only faith, our only hope on earth? |
8374 | I axes you,"he cried fiercely, raising his voice to a womanish scream--"where are they?" |
8374 | I believed, I loved to believe, that every face I passed bore the traces of discontent as deep as was my own-- and was I so far wrong? |
8374 | I blushed scarlet, between pleasure and a new feeling; was it ambition? |
8374 | I die? |
8374 | I do not think we are quite big enough to make fighters; and if we were, what have we got to fight about?" |
8374 | I had raised the spirit; could I command him, now he was abroad? |
8374 | I said,"give up the very ideas for which we have struggled, and sinned, and all but died? |
8374 | I saw them.--How can I write it? |
8374 | I seized her hand, covered it with adoring kisses-- Slowly she withdrew it, and glided from the room-- What need of more words? |
8374 | I tried to call to him to move; but how could a poor edentate like myself articulate a word? |
8374 | I wonder whether Isaiah began to write before his beard was grown, or Dawvid either? |
8374 | I would educate myself; I would read-- what would I not read? |
8374 | I would have plunged across-- but there were three objections-- first, that I could not swim; next, what could I do when I had crossed? |
8374 | I zay, could yow do''t?" |
8374 | I''ve got no bread-- where should I? |
8374 | I''ve got no fire-- how can I give one shilling and sixpence a hundred for coals? |
8374 | I, the only Chartist there? |
8374 | If I can get it, why ca n''t you?" |
8374 | If any man is scoundrel enough to carry tales, I''ll--""Do what?" |
8374 | If it be asked, how can they be so confined? |
8374 | If not from Him, good readers, from whom? |
8374 | If not in their fathers''cause, yet still in theirs, were it so great a sin to die upon a barricade?" |
8374 | If she had cared for me-- if she had a woman''s heart in her at all, any pity, any justice, would she not have spoken? |
8374 | If the party of order cares so much for the millions, why had they left them what they are? |
8374 | If the plan does not pay, what then? |
8374 | If they had wished to be kind, why had I grudged them the opportunity of a good deed? |
8374 | If thou hadst a self, thou wouldst but lie in denying it-- and would The Being thank thee for denying what he had given thee? |
8374 | In showing the individuality of the man swamped and warped by the routine of misery and discontent? |
8374 | In thunder, and storm, and garments rolled in blood? |
8374 | Interfere with the food and labour of the millions? |
8374 | Is it because these aristocrats are more intellectual than I? |
8374 | Is it because they are more refined than I? |
8374 | Is it flesh or spirit? |
8374 | Is it not even now farther off than ever?" |
8374 | Is it not noteworthy, also, that it is in this vein that the London poets have always been greatest? |
8374 | Is it not written, that the days shall come when the forest shall break forth into singing, and the wilderness shall blossom like the rose? |
8374 | Is it not"speaking evil of dignities"? |
8374 | Is it so indeed? |
8374 | Is it their fault if God has placed them where they are? |
8374 | Is it their fault, if they refuse to part with their wealth, before they are sure that such a sacrifice would really be a mercy to you? |
8374 | Is it too strong to be resisted now? |
8374 | Is n''t he the man to pitch into the Mammonites? |
8374 | Is no the verra idea of the classic tragedy defined to be, man conquered by circumstance? |
8374 | Is not the Church of England the very purest form of Apostolic Christianity?" |
8374 | Is that fault of others to be visited on me? |
8374 | Is the knife or the bludgeon, then, the only foul play, and not the cesspool and the curse of Rabshakeh? |
8374 | Is there anything about one idle day in seven to be found among the traditions of Mammon? |
8374 | Is there no the heeven above them there, and the hell beneath them? |
8374 | Is this a time to listen to the voices of singing men and singing women? |
8374 | Is this true?" |
8374 | It is God''s cause, fear not He will be with us, and if He is with us, who shall be against us?" |
8374 | It is for this, that you, brought up a dissenter, have gone over to the Church of England?" |
8374 | It must be the same unknown friend who had paid my debt to my cousin-- Lillian? |
8374 | It must be true!--Was not the power of it around her like a glory? |
8374 | It was but a corner of a gable, a scrap of garden, that I could see beyond intervening roofs and trees-- but could I mistake them? |
8374 | It was too far to distinguish features; the dress was altogether different-- but was it not she? |
8374 | Johnnie, my Chartist?" |
8374 | Late home from the Victory?" |
8374 | Let me see-- what can I recollect? |
8374 | Liberty, equality, and brotherhood? |
8374 | Liberty? |
8374 | Look at any place of worship you like, orthodox and heretical.--Who fill the pews?--the outcast and the reprobate? |
8374 | Lord Lynedale? |
8374 | Mackaye''s?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?" |
8374 | Mackaye?--eh?" |
8374 | Man the master of the brutes? |
8374 | Men? |
8374 | Merely negative?" |
8374 | Merely on the gross numbers of the workmen? |
8374 | Might there not have been dozens of them?--emissaries from London, dressed up as starving labourers, and rheumatic old women? |
8374 | Might we not, after all, be happy together, in some little hole in Chelsea, like Elia and his Bridget? |
8374 | Mr. Elliot, where are you? |
8374 | Mr. Power has an_ alibi_, then? |
8374 | My heart beat fast and fierce, but he ran on--"Do you think I''d have eaten all this dirt if it had n''t lain in my way to her? |
8374 | My mother often said that the room was"too small for a Christian to sleep in, but where could she get a better?" |
8374 | No one asserts that nothing is done; the question is, is enough done? |
8374 | No? |
8374 | Not to know that they first set the example, by getting the army and navy clothes made by contractors, and taking the lowest tenders? |
8374 | Nothing else? |
8374 | Now, who''s to suffer for that?--the farmer as works, or the labourer as works, or the landlord as does nothing? |
8374 | Now, you fat gentleman up there, have you done a qualifying of yourself for Newgate?" |
8374 | Often, turning round suddenly in the workroom, I caught him watching me with an expression which seemed to say,"Poor boy, and art thou too one of us? |
8374 | One real lady, who should dare to stoop, what might she not do with us-- with our sisters? |
8374 | Only, as I am asking questions, who will write us a"People''s Commentary on Shakspeare"? |
8374 | Or for its realization? |
8374 | Or like the dew on the mown grass, and the clear shining of the sunlight after April rain? |
8374 | Or was it that black- edged letter which lay waiting for me on the table? |
8374 | Or was she neither, and yet all-- some ideal of the great Arian tribe, containing in herself all future types of European women? |
8374 | Or, if you must be a poet, why not sing of nature, and leave those to sing political squabbles, who have no eye for the beauty of her repose? |
8374 | Ox- tail soup, sir, or gravy- soup, sir? |
8374 | Pacific? |
8374 | Perhaps I had helped Jourdan Coupe- tête at Lyons, and been king of the Munster Anabaptists-- why not? |
8374 | Perhaps an_ alias_ too?" |
8374 | Perhaps there is competition among the angels, and Gabriel and Raphael have won their rank by doing the maximum of worship on the minimum of grace? |
8374 | Profligate too? |
8374 | Pulse? |
8374 | Put any conceivable sense you will on the word, and then say-- are they free? |
8374 | Religion? |
8374 | Romantic? |
8374 | Science had revealed the irrevocability of the laws of nature-- was man alone to be exempt from them? |
8374 | Shall I curse the profligate? |
8374 | Shall I punish the robber? |
8374 | Shall I, after all, lay my bones among my own people, and hear the voices of freemen whisper in my dying ears? |
8374 | Shall no the Judge of all the earth do right-- right-- right?" |
8374 | Shall we try? |
8374 | She glanced at the book, clutched it with one hand and my arm with the other, and sternly asked,"Where did you get this heathen stuff?" |
8374 | She-- so frail, tender, retiring-- how could she speak? |
8374 | Slightly comato- crapulose? |
8374 | So I made my first attempt at poetry-- need I say that my subject was the beautiful Lillian? |
8374 | So you expect to have time to read? |
8374 | So you would have the monopoly of talent, too, exclusive worldlings? |
8374 | So you''re going down to D****, to see after those poor starving labourers? |
8374 | So, representative institutions are the talismanic palladium of the nation, are they? |
8374 | Somehow I blushed, and could not altogether meet his eye, while he went on,"--An''gin ye could, whaur would ye do''t? |
8374 | Special prawvidences!--wha can doot them? |
8374 | Stilton cheese, sir, or Cheshire, sir? |
8374 | Study after sixteen hours a day stitching? |
8374 | Study, when you can not earn money enough to keep you from wasting and shrinking away day by day? |
8374 | Study, with the black cloud of despair and penury in front of you? |
8374 | Study, with your heart full of shame and indignation, fresh from daily insult and injustice? |
8374 | Stuff!--are these tailors free? |
8374 | Sublime and strong? |
8374 | Such a fund of information-- such excellent English-- where did they get it all?" |
8374 | Summat heavy, then? |
8374 | Surely not for the mere charm of novelty? |
8374 | Tailor a- tramp? |
8374 | Tak a drappie, Billy Porter, lad?" |
8374 | Take a caulker? |
8374 | That auld body owre the fire, wi''her''an officer''s dochter,''is there na poetry there? |
8374 | That puir lassie, dying on the bare boards, and seeing her Saviour in her dreams, is there na poetry there, callant? |
8374 | The People''s Friend? |
8374 | The face was Lillian''s? |
8374 | The footman came out smiling,"What did I want?" |
8374 | The inward reality or the outward symbol, which is only valuable as a sacrament of the loveliness within?" |
8374 | The meeting was sufficiently public to allow of his presence, but how had he found out its existence? |
8374 | The most complete perhaps of his fugitive pieces of this kind is the pamphlet,"Who are the friends of Order?" |
8374 | The night is past-- behold the sun!-- The cup is full, the web is spun, The Judge is set, the doom begun; Who shall stay it?''" |
8374 | The omnibus- horses were racers, and the drivers-- were they not my brothers of the people? |
8374 | The strong and the weak have been matched for the same prize: and what wonder, if the strong man conquers? |
8374 | Their worldliness, their being like the world, like the laity round them-- like you, in short? |
8374 | Then I arose and said,"How is this?" |
8374 | Then I ran out, and cried to them,"Fools I will you do as these rich did, and neglect the work of God? |
8374 | Then came the question,"What had brought me to Cambridge?" |
8374 | Then one said,"Are we not better off as we are? |
8374 | Then the doors were put up-- were they going to finish that handsome tower? |
8374 | Then why do they leave the men who make their clothes to starve in such hells on earth as our workroom? |
8374 | Then you call yourself one?" |
8374 | There''s a time to speak the truth, and a time not, is n''t there? |
8374 | There''s draining and digging enough to be done as''ud keep ye all in work, arn''t there?" |
8374 | There''s lots o''victuals in their larders now; have n''t you as good a right to it as their jackanapes o''footmen? |
8374 | They are always crying''Ireland for the Irish''; why ca n''t they leave England for the English?" |
8374 | They are customs, but who has proved them to be laws of Nature? |
8374 | They believe the gospel? |
8374 | They may misjudge the clergy; but whose fault is it if they do? |
8374 | They, too, who did not appreciate, adore that beauty as I did-- for who could worship her like me? |
8374 | Those starving millions of Kennington Common-- where are they? |
8374 | To sit down was impossible; my only thought was-- where was Lillian? |
8374 | To what thinking man is it not a life- long battle? |
8374 | To which I answered,"Very well"--and turned stupidly back upon that nightmare thought-- was Lillian in the court? |
8374 | To which St. John answers pertinently''He who loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen?'' |
8374 | True, she had cast me off; but had I not rejoiced in that rejection which should have been my shame? |
8374 | Warn''t he as turned five on yer off last week? |
8374 | Was I delighted? |
8374 | Was I mad, sinful? |
8374 | Was I not a Chartist and an Infidel? |
8374 | Was I not bound to preach the cause of my class wherever I went? |
8374 | Was I so far wrong either in the gloomy tone of my own poetry? |
8374 | Was I so very wrong? |
8374 | Was I to lose her, too? |
8374 | Was Shakespeare a politician? |
8374 | Was he a Popish saint?" |
8374 | Was it consistent with justice for the government to pay for making a pair of trousers( four or five hours''work) only 2- 1/2d? |
8374 | Was it disappointment at not finding Mackaye at home? |
8374 | Was it not enough? |
8374 | Was it not prosing? |
8374 | Was it not the book of the aristocrats-- of kings and priests, passive obedience, and the slavery of the intellect? |
8374 | Was it not? |
8374 | Was it quenched in Drake, in Hawkins, in the conquerors of Hindostan? |
8374 | Was it she at last? |
8374 | Was it she, or was it he, who lay there? |
8374 | Was it the dean? |
8374 | Was it the meanness of the place after the comfort and elegance of my late abode? |
8374 | Was n''t there enough in that talk with Mackaye, that you told me of just now, to show anybody that, who can tell a hawk from a hand- saw?" |
8374 | Was she my mother, or Eleanor, or Lillian? |
8374 | Was she thinking of me? |
8374 | Was there no excuse in the spirit with which the English upper classes regarded the continental revolutions? |
8374 | We may strike and starve ourselves, but what''s the use of a dozen striking out of 20,000?" |
8374 | We should have known that before the tenth of April? |
8374 | Were my poems in her room still? |
8374 | Were not these men more experienced, more learned, older than myself? |
8374 | Were the rich only in fault? |
8374 | Were their masters, then, to have a monopoly in sedition, as in everything else? |
8374 | Were there not cheap houses even at the West- end, which had saved several thousands a year merely by reducing their workmen''s wages? |
8374 | Were you the lady who, as he said, came to him a few days since?" |
8374 | Westward ever-- who could stand against us? |
8374 | Wha ca''d for doctors? |
8374 | Wha''d be fashed wi''sic blethers? |
8374 | Wha''s style shall I tak? |
8374 | What are sheets and servants? |
8374 | What are the policemen to us?" |
8374 | What be I to do? |
8374 | What be you going to do? |
8374 | What brought her here, to nurse me as if she had been a sister? |
8374 | What can be done? |
8374 | What can the little sharks do but follow the big ones?" |
8374 | What could be the matter? |
8374 | What could be the matter? |
8374 | What could prison do for me, but embitter and confirm all my prejudices? |
8374 | What could such a man do, with that fervid tongue, and heart, and brain of his, in such a station as his, such a time as this? |
8374 | What devil prompted me to turn eavesdropper? |
8374 | What did he want wi''proofs o''the being o''God, an''o''the doctrine o''original sin? |
8374 | What do ye ken about Pacifics? |
8374 | What do ye ken anent the Pacific? |
8374 | What do you do, George?" |
8374 | What do you mean by crying shame on a man for being a bad clergyman, if a good clergyman is not a good thing? |
8374 | What do you stupid fellows go grumbling at the farmers for? |
8374 | What do you want with gin? |
8374 | What drives the German? |
8374 | What gospel have they, or Strauss, or Emerson, for the poor, the suffering, the oppressed? |
8374 | What ha''ye to do wi''martyrs?--a meeserable wretch that sells his soul for a mess o''pottage-- four slices per diem o''thin bread- and- butter? |
8374 | What had I to say to them? |
8374 | What had been fair in order to compel the Reform Bill, must surely be fairer still to compel the fulfilment of Reform Bill pledges? |
8374 | What has been done, again, toward remedying the evils of the slop system, which this book especially exposed? |
8374 | What has she given you brains for, but to be educated and used? |
8374 | What has that to do with the Charter? |
8374 | What have you got?" |
8374 | What is it now to her, thank God? |
8374 | What is the meaning of it all?" |
8374 | What is the worth o''them to me? |
8374 | What is there left for me to do? |
8374 | What is there left?" |
8374 | What is there so very wrong about things, that we must begin fighting about it?" |
8374 | What is wrong?--what is not wrong? |
8374 | What matter what happened to all the world beside? |
8374 | What matter? |
8374 | What might he not be doing in the meantime? |
8374 | What need of many words? |
8374 | What now, Society? |
8374 | What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun? |
8374 | What right had any other human being, above all, he, to dare to mention her? |
8374 | What right had their eyes to a feast denied to mine? |
8374 | What right have you to be astonished if I should do my father''s works?" |
8374 | What shall I say?" |
8374 | What should I call it? |
8374 | What spirit is there but the devil''s spirit in bloodthirsty threats of revenge?" |
8374 | What the devil does that matter? |
8374 | What was a like? |
8374 | What was it to me what they said? |
8374 | What was that beauty but a hollow mask?" |
8374 | What was the book?" |
8374 | What was there in the idea of religion which was represented to me at home to captivate me? |
8374 | What was there not there? |
8374 | What was to be done? |
8374 | What will the ghosts of your grandfathers to the seventh generation say to this, Alton? |
8374 | What wonder if our bones lay bleaching among rocks and quagmires, and wolves devoured the heritage of God? |
8374 | What would be done before the sun had set? |
8374 | What would be done? |
8374 | What would you more than that? |
8374 | What''s sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, is n''t it? |
8374 | What''s that, if corn falls two pound a load, and more? |
8374 | What''s this anent agricultural distress ye had to tell me the noo?" |
8374 | What, are we covetous too? |
8374 | What, if miracles should be the orderly result of some such deep, most orderly, and yet most spiritual law?" |
8374 | What? |
8374 | Whaur do ye live?" |
8374 | When shall we see a nation ruled, not by the law, by the Gospel; not in the letter which kills, but in the spirit which is love, forgiveness, life? |
8374 | When should I see her again? |
8374 | When the cause of the poor is the cause of Almighty God, will you take it out of His hands to entrust it to the devil? |
8374 | When will that come, and how? |
8374 | When will the clergy learn that their strength is in action, and not in argument? |
8374 | When will their eyes be opened? |
8374 | When you can be free by fair means will you try foul? |
8374 | When you might keep the name of Liberty as spotless as the Heaven from which she comes, will you defile her with blasphemy, beastliness, and blood? |
8374 | When? |
8374 | When_ will_ you give me that canticle? |
8374 | Where could I find that face again? |
8374 | Where could we replace him? |
8374 | Where is the place?" |
8374 | Where is your wonderful minnow? |
8374 | Where will you find him, but in Jesus of Nazareth?" |
8374 | Where''ll I buy a bit? |
8374 | Where''s the mighty credit In admiring Alps? |
8374 | Where''s your portmanteau? |
8374 | Where? |
8374 | Whether she were right or wrong, what is it to me? |
8374 | Which view is likely to be the more practical one? |
8374 | While such thy deeds, what matter thine opinions? |
8374 | While we find God''s signet Fresh on English ground, Why go gallivanting With the nations round? |
8374 | Who am I, the slave of impulse, useless, worn out in mind and body, that you should waste such generosity upon me? |
8374 | Who can unravel the confusion of mingled selfishness and devotion that exists even in his own heart, much less in that of another? |
8374 | Who could have helped loving her? |
8374 | Who could resist such pleading from those lips? |
8374 | Who delivered England from the Pope? |
8374 | Who else?" |
8374 | Who has left them savages? |
8374 | Who is so presumptuous as to limit the future triumphs of science? |
8374 | Who knows him?" |
8374 | Who made it? |
8374 | Who tells you that tailors''associations are to be the only ones? |
8374 | Who will answer Strauss? |
8374 | Who will answer him? |
8374 | Who''ll come down and pull the farm about the folks''ears? |
8374 | Who, at the martyr''s stake in Oxford,''lighted the candle in England that shall never be put out?'' |
8374 | Who, during the invasion of the barbarians, protected the poor against their conquerors? |
8374 | Who, in the middle age, stood between the baron and his serfs? |
8374 | Whose fault is it, I ask? |
8374 | Whose fault was it? |
8374 | Why are those sins to be visited on us? |
8374 | Why arn''t some of you a- getting they weeds up? |
8374 | Why ca n''t you do like me? |
8374 | Why did I drop my eyes and draw back at the first glance like a guilty coward? |
8374 | Why did n''t the Germans come to life too? |
8374 | Why did she rise and call Crossthwaite from the next room where he was writing? |
8374 | Why do you not break up more waste ground? |
8374 | Why do you not try to grow more corn in your fields?" |
8374 | Why does not some enthusiastic political economist write an epic on"The Consecration of Cannibalism"? |
8374 | Why have I not those opportunities? |
8374 | Why is it that the latest poet has generally the greatest influence over the minds of the young? |
8374 | Why maun ilk a one the noo steal his neebor''s barnacles, before he glints out o''windows? |
8374 | Why not of Heaven, too? |
8374 | Why not? |
8374 | Why not? |
8374 | Why put you to so great expense? |
8374 | Why should I attempt to describe my feelings? |
8374 | Why should I? |
8374 | Why should I? |
8374 | Why should he go starving because his master do n''t care to do the best by the land? |
8374 | Why should he know that I was not a gownsman? |
8374 | Why should he not get rich as fast as he could? |
8374 | Why should he pay his men two shillings where the government paid them one? |
8374 | Why should he remain in the minority? |
8374 | Why should he see that I was not a gownsman? |
8374 | Why should he stick to the old, slow- going, honourable trade? |
8374 | Why should he? |
8374 | Why should it?" |
8374 | Why should not this succeed, if the owners of the house and the workers who rent it are only true to one another? |
8374 | Why should she not laugh? |
8374 | Why should they be so long about it? |
8374 | Why should they? |
8374 | Why should we only toil, the roof and crown of things?" |
8374 | Why should we wish to be other than the All- wise has made us?" |
8374 | Why should you not become such a man as they? |
8374 | Why should you?" |
8374 | Why was he to be robbing his family of comforts to pay for their extravagance? |
8374 | Why wo n''t you let a cove die? |
8374 | Why, what do you impute to them? |
8374 | Why, whor is my pooss?" |
8374 | Why, you silly fellow, what harm have the aristocrats, as you call them, ever done you? |
8374 | Why? |
8374 | Will he dare to say that to- morrow to the ladies at the West- end?" |
8374 | Will it be so with my thoughts? |
8374 | Will this do, Alton?" |
8374 | Will ye be a man or a lintic? |
8374 | Will you ask us to obey the men whom we despise?" |
8374 | Will you disgust and cripple your friends? |
8374 | Will you go out of your way to do wrong? |
8374 | Will you strengthen and justify your enemies? |
8374 | Will you, freshly bedizened, you and your footmen, from Nebuchadnezzar and Co.''s"Emporium of Fashion,"hear a little about how your finery is made? |
8374 | Will your castor oil, an''your calomel, an''your croton, do that? |
8374 | Will your working brothers co- operate with these men? |
8374 | Woe to a society whose only apology to God and man is,"Am I my brother''s keeper?" |
8374 | Work for us? |
8374 | Working men think so; but what matter what"the swinish multitude"think? |
8374 | Would I go into the house? |
8374 | Would she know me again? |
8374 | Would she not have called on others to speak, and clear me of the calumny? |
8374 | Would they have been justified in doing so, even if they had dared? |
8374 | Would those dreams be ever realized? |
8374 | Would you live by them, die for them, as a patriot would for his country, now?" |
8374 | Ye''ll be fond o''bairns, I''m guessing?" |
8374 | Ye''ll ken John Crossthwaite, then? |
8374 | Yes; and have you not given your sheep and horses their daily wages, and have they not lived on them? |
8374 | Yon lassie, rejoicing in her disfigurement and not her beauty-- like the nuns of Peterborough in auld time-- is there na poetry there? |
8374 | You a patriot? |
8374 | You a patriot? |
8374 | You a tailor, and not know that government are the very authors of this system? |
8374 | You do n''t mean to say that I have the honour of finding a rival in my talented cousin?" |
8374 | You have heard Bacon''s golden rule--''Nature is conquered by obeying her?''" |
8374 | You have not surely been spending your own savings on me?" |
8374 | You recollect that day at the Dulwich Gallery? |
8374 | You remember, friend M.? |
8374 | You the people''s friend? |
8374 | You understand me, my lord? |
8374 | You understand me?" |
8374 | You understand the German language at all?" |
8374 | You understand? |
8374 | Young men''s classes? |
8374 | Yours?" |
8374 | _ August, 1850_.--"How do you know, dearest man, that I was not right in making the Alton of the second volume different from the first? |
8374 | a soul or a face? |
8374 | and God frowning, and the deevil grinning? |
8374 | and Lady Ellerton? |
8374 | and a yard across?--but a was starved, a was a''thin, though, maybe, when yow sawn un?--and beautiful fine hair, had n''t a, like a lass''s?" |
8374 | and how did I know either? |
8374 | and what''s that like?" |
8374 | and will struggle, and, if need be, die for still, or confess ourselves traitors to the common weal?" |
8374 | and worshipped-- what? |
8374 | and, what is more, have courage to act upon it, now in the very hour of Mammon''s triumph?" |
8374 | answered the other, and then burst out into that peculiar, wild, ringing, fiendish laugh-- has my reader never heard it? |
8374 | are not your times in the hand of One who loved you to the death, who conquered, as you must do, not by wrath, but by martyrdom? |
8374 | are there not real sins enough in the world already, without your defiling it, over and above, by inventing new ones? |
8374 | are you mad, thin? |
8374 | ay? |
8374 | but that was n''t your voice, Locke?" |
8374 | but the man would starve-- common humanity forbids? |
8374 | ca n''t you do like me, and get out of the carts''way when they come by? |
8374 | ca n''t you see which side your bread is buttered? |
8374 | could I have won her if I had been free? |
8374 | do n''t you know better than to do that?" |
8374 | do n''t you know?" |
8374 | do n''t you see''em coming out of the gullyholes, atween the area railings-- dozens and dozens?" |
8374 | etc., than ever you were before?" |
8374 | extravagant? |
8374 | few? |
8374 | for by every''honourable''tradesman? |
8374 | for heretics, Micky?" |
8374 | for which, according to the latest improvements, is now substituted a bureaucracy of despotic commissions? |
8374 | from going to glory?" |
8374 | groaned the dark man;"will poetry, will Latin save an immortal soul?" |
8374 | guardians sent by that Father, whom I had been taught_ not_ to believe in, to shield my senses from pollution? |
8374 | has it not been in every age the watchword, not of an all- embracing charity, but of self- conceit and bigotry, excommunication and persecution?" |
8374 | hast thou not had warnings enough, either to make thy machines like men, or stop thy bungling, and let God make them for Himself? |
8374 | have n''t you found that out yet? |
8374 | have you heard from my mother?" |
8374 | he answered, in a tone of astonishment,"why not? |
8374 | he had, had he? |
8374 | he went on, wildly,"when will I get out to the fresh air? |
8374 | how did you come to allow these people to get into the establishment?" |
8374 | hum, hum; an''ye''re desirous o''reading books? |
8374 | is my folly to be the cause of robbing them of their slender earnings? |
8374 | is n''t it?" |
8374 | is there aught in his ledger about poetry, and the incommensurable value o''the products o''genius? |
8374 | is there no harlotry and idolatry here in England, that ye maun gang speering after it in the Cannibal Islands? |
8374 | know well enough; but which is flesh and which is spirit, what philosophers in these days can tell us? |
8374 | not when she had it all her own way, during the whole eighteenth century?" |
8374 | or any one of the great poets who have arisen during the last thirty years? |
8374 | or had he ever interfered himself? |
8374 | or wanted something else, which the rest had about them, and I had not? |
8374 | or was it-- could it be-- Lillian herself? |
8374 | perhaps you would n''t wish it mentioned? |
8374 | perhaps you''d like to begin? |
8374 | said Sandy,"wha wants mongrels atween Burns and Tennyson? |
8374 | sax feet, and more? |
8374 | shriek the insulted respectabilities,"have we not paid him his wages weekly, and has he not lived upon them?" |
8374 | that my head were a fountain of tears, that I might weep for the sins of my people"? |
8374 | that ye may eat and drink more than your brethren? |
8374 | the prisoner?" |
8374 | thought I,"and was that loveliness within? |
8374 | to run headlong into temptation? |
8374 | tongue? |
8374 | verses 16 to 21:"The spirit of the Lord is upon me because He hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor,"& c. What then was that gospel? |
8374 | was he the same old man whom I had seen at the gallery; and if so, was Lillian with him? |
8374 | was it not? |
8374 | was sure that they did not know? |
8374 | what do you want there, my good fellow?" |
8374 | what is it to them to know that"God is great,"unless you can prove to them God is also merciful? |
8374 | what was a like unto?" |
8374 | what? |
8374 | where was the treason and murder? |
8374 | where''s my pooss?" |
8374 | who''ll teach a man anything except himsel''? |
8374 | whor be yow? |
8374 | whor be yow?" |
8374 | why, what wind on earth has blown you here?" |
8374 | will I ca''a man my superior, because he''s cleverer than mysel?--will I boo down to a bit o''brains, ony mair than to a stock or a stane? |
8374 | will nobody have pity on poor sowls in purgatory-- here in prison like negur slaves? |
8374 | will ye? |
8374 | work at Smith''s shop, eh? |
8374 | ye talk o''praying to saints an''martyrs, that died in torments because they wad na do what they should na do? |
8374 | your blood''s getting up, is it? |
8374 | your lardship ca n''t wait.--Now, my good woman, is this the young man?" |