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...might go on with the long list of great things which we owe to sentiment, but the lesser ones are dearer to us. I know, my dear Magenta, that I am a person of very small consequence, that my literary contributions are but little valued by you, but must I give up as useless even the few mementos of consideration and regard which I cherish with so much care? Must I light my fire with the paper which contains a record of my one College office? May I not feel sentiment? Nay, may I not grow sentimental (utilitarians may sneer...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN AVOWAL. | 3/27/1874 | See Source »

FRESHMAN wants to know if the trees have been tarred to prevent the bugs from coming down and eating up the grass...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Brevities. | 3/27/1874 | See Source »

...were you never formed to know...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Brevities. | 3/27/1874 | See Source »

...Goethe's "Faust." It is, however, fortunate for the poet, that he mentions his having heard "Faust" but once, or he might be accused of plagiarism. And yet "Manfred" is not an English idea; its conception is foreign to the spirit of English poetry, and like "Werner," which we know to be an imitation, shows its German origin. Manfred has, like Faust, control over the spirit-world; like Faust, he summons them to do his bidding; but their efforts are of no avail to destroy the deep-rooted despair with which he is possessed, the horror of the world...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BYRON'S DRAMATIC WRITINGS. | 3/27/1874 | See Source »

...about to disclose to you will be all the more striking. At any rate, you can emulate Mark Tapley for once, and get some credit for being jolly. Let us step in here a moment. Ah! yes, this a picture store; but there are no pictures in America, you know. What is this? - sunshine, green trees, running brooks, cattle, farmhouses! Why, I thought I was in Boston! So you were, my dear fellow; but now you are in the middle of all the gorgeous warmth and beauty of a New England summer. Put away that dripping umbrella of yours...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SATURDAY AFTERNOONS. | 3/13/1874 | See Source »