The Collegian, Utgaver 1-6Hilliard and Brown., 1830 |
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Side 4
... never think of asking inspiration from Apollo or the Muses . In the traditions of Spain we found all the attractions of novelty . We were ignorant of the many gorgeous and gloomy passages in her annals ; the struggles which have taken ...
... never think of asking inspiration from Apollo or the Muses . In the traditions of Spain we found all the attractions of novelty . We were ignorant of the many gorgeous and gloomy passages in her annals ; the struggles which have taken ...
Side 7
... never been entrusted to any other set of men under heaven ; and it is to the exercise of these powers that her present gloomy condition may be attributed . Of her inhabitants , the haughty have been worked upon by spiritual terrors ...
... never been entrusted to any other set of men under heaven ; and it is to the exercise of these powers that her present gloomy condition may be attributed . Of her inhabitants , the haughty have been worked upon by spiritual terrors ...
Side 10
... never escapes his hands , till it has been epithetized , and enigmatized , and worked into stately sentences . And thus he is engaged in being pretty and obscure , when he should be busy in giving us informa- tion . On the other hand ...
... never escapes his hands , till it has been epithetized , and enigmatized , and worked into stately sentences . And thus he is engaged in being pretty and obscure , when he should be busy in giving us informa- tion . On the other hand ...
Side 11
... dad will stare ! He locked and double - locked the door , and saw you safe abed , And never dreamed a jailor's paw could scratch a booby's head . Come , hurry ! hurry ! Polly Jones , it 1830. ] 11 Runaway Ballads . Runaway Ballads * -
... dad will stare ! He locked and double - locked the door , and saw you safe abed , And never dreamed a jailor's paw could scratch a booby's head . Come , hurry ! hurry ! Polly Jones , it 1830. ] 11 Runaway Ballads . Runaway Ballads * -
Side 14
... that was as- sembled in the green parlor . Such a direful tearing to tat- ters of plain , honest christianlike titles , I am confident has never been known , in the annals of the aforementioned 14 [ Feb. Momenta Lankiana . No. I.
... that was as- sembled in the green parlor . Such a direful tearing to tat- ters of plain , honest christianlike titles , I am confident has never been known , in the annals of the aforementioned 14 [ Feb. Momenta Lankiana . No. I.
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acquaintance AIRY Allston amusing ancholy Anne Harvey appear beautiful beneath blue-stocking breath bright brow buttons bright character clouds CLUB Collegian countenance dark delight DICK door dream earth EDITOR enter fair fat friend father fear feel Fingal flower Gaelic gaze gentle give glance glow Goethe Gorée half hand hear heard heart heaven Henry Lovel Hock Homer honor hour Iliad imagination lady light lips live LOCKFAST look LUKE M'Pherson maiden Menelaus mind MISANTHROPY morning myste Nashaway nature never night Northampton o'er once Ossian passed pleasant pleasure poems poet poetry reader Rossini round scene seat seemed sentiment shade SHERRY sleep smile song sonnet soon soul sound Spain spirit sweet taste tell TEMPLETON thee thine thing thou thought tion village voice walk West Point young youth
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Side 12 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; "Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Side 12 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Side 285 - I WROTE some lines once on a time In wondrous merry mood, And thought, as usual, men would say They were exceeding good. They were so queer, so very queer, I laughed as I would die; Albeit, in the general way, A sober man am I. I called my servant, and he came; How kind it was of him, To mind a slender man like me, He of the mighty limb ! "These to the printer," I exclaimed, And, in my humorous way, I added (as a trifling jest), "There'll be the devil to pay.
Side 286 - The fourth ; he broke into a roar ; The fifth ; his waistband split ; The sixth ; he burst five buttons off, And tumbled in a fit. Ten days and nights, with sleepless eye, I watched that wretched man, And since, I never dare to write As funny as I can.
Side 263 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Side 256 - Doubtless in Eden thou didst blush as bright As these thy puny brethren ; and thy breath Sweetened the fragrance of her spicy air ; But now thou seemest like a bankrupt beau, Stripped of his gaudy hues and essences, And growing portly in his sober garments. Is that a swan that rides upon the water ? 0 no, it is that other gentle bird, Which is the patron of our noble calling.
Side 256 - ... ribs, And hold communion with the things about me. Ah me ! how lovely is the golden braid That binds the skirt of night's descending robe ! The thin leaves, quivering on their silken threads, Do make a music like to rustling satin, As the light breezes smooth their downy nap. Ha ! what is this that rises to my touch, So like a cushion ? Can it be a cabbage ? It is, it is that deeply injured flower, Which boys do flout us with ; — but yet I love thee, Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout.
Side 71 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot ; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Side 71 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Side 176 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore ; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not man the less, but nature more...