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Word: flats (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...last number of the Amherst Student is to our mind rather poor. "Little Annie and her Friends" has at last come to an end. It has fallen flat, like many other college serials. The readers are also favored with an account of the Yale-Amherst football game, a few clippings that have been going the rounds of the college papers for the last six months, some verses, and other matter of a similar sort...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: EXCHANGES. | 12/9/1881 | See Source »

...Just above him the course of the brook turned from east to south-east; and where the valley curved, on the north bank, a pretty moss-covered grotto opened toward the sun. Behind this a cliff suddenly rose a score of feet; while before it a large flat stone formed a convenient floor, reaching from the cave quite to the edge of the brook...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR FIRST FAMILIES. | 12/9/1881 | See Source »

...took the time, and gave him the word. The way that horse shot into space! I felt the sulky lengthening out under me. The pressure of the air was such that my ears, which nature erected at perfectly true right-angles with my head, lay back upon it as flat as if naturally coalescent. I shrieked at the flying steed that perhaps he had better save himself a little. Vain, futile words! they never reached his ears till he went round the track and met them on the other side. He heeded not, nor heard; he merely went, he simply...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BUCEPHALUS. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

Down to a ferny flat. On either side

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE POETRY OF HARVARD UNDERGRADUATES. | 4/22/1881 | See Source »

However, I went down to Wight with Tennyson. He was very gloomy and unsocial during our ride in the railway-carriage. We travelled third class, for, as he said, poetry was flat, and there was very little profit in the business. There was a plethoric Irish female in the apartment with a crying infant in her arms. I saw that Tennyson's countenance had a rapt, far-away look, so I said pleasantly, "Composing, eh? Sonnet on a weeping infant, - ah! very tender, very touching! Can't I give you a hint...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: REMINISCENCES OF TENNYSON. | 3/11/1881 | See Source »

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