Word: brained
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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Another reason of our shortness of memory is, without doubt, the practice of cramming for examinations. An impression made on the brain during the hours between midnight and morning is not likely to be of the most permanent character. The utmost ambition of some men seems to be to retain their information on any subject till twelve o'clock on the day of an annual; then, as if the pent-up knowledge was too strong for the brain that contained it, it hastens to dissipate itself and relieve the unaccustomed pressure. It is safe to say that not one tenth...
...indispensable principles of life, some idea of their rights and duties as citizens, - for they must some time become citizens, good or bad, - that is not to be thought of. That would be an unheard-of piece of audacity, a wild undertaking, the thought of which none but the brain of a wicked enthusiast could ever have entertained...
...monotony may be relieved by some choice literature from the N. Y. Herald, the next feature in a well-regulated day for this autocrat of elegant loafing is a cigar at a certain billiard-room, which is the favorite rendezvous of Harvardites. Here the first serious efforts of the brain and body should be expended on the delicate ivories. As everybody is here, the programme for the day is usually laid out, at the same time that the latest scintillations of wit and humor are exchanged. This is only the beginning, but we cannot delineate further. Lunch, calls, driving, dinner...
...study being removed? The student who spends his time entirely among our fashionable resorts, loafing, and playing the gallant to the same ever-present fair ones that throng our assembly-rooms and concert halls in the winter, becomes, through long nursing of his ennui, even less inclined for positive brain-work than before; and if, as is usually the case, his laziness has extended to bodily exercises, he returns to college but little improved in health...
...idee m'echappe." And if this is true of prose writing, where words are not restricted, how much more must just be the complaint in the case of poetry, where, in the choice of words, sense and jingle seem ever to be having a Kilkenny cat-fight in the brain of the unfortunate devotee of the "Art of Poetry." And yet poets do unmistakably attain a skill in reconciling thought and metre which is perfectly marvellous. How is it done? And again, can it ever be done without sacrificing something of the thought or something of the metre...