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Word: grass (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1870-1879
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...Then there's Van Boozle, - stylish fellow, - Bellows of the Glee Club, Brush of the Art Club, Bond of the Finance Club, and the rest. I was thinking them over, as I lay on the grass, when some one slapped me on the shoulder, and, looking up, I saw that contemptible little Browser of our class, - the scrubby man with the pug nose...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A COUNTERFEIT PRESENTIMENT. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...present at the tree? Yes, I rather enjoyed sitting on the grass and looking up at the windows. Very pretty were the bits of color, - crimson, white, and blue, - that relieved the dull, grim red of the old buildings. But the exercises seemed a good deal of a farce to me. I fell down, and was stepped on, and the ladies laughed, - so I was glad to get out again...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN UNDERGRADUATE'S CLASS DAY. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

Miss Langweilig was alone in the dressing-room, and what a fright she was! Dress grass-green, eyes a few shades lighter, hair red and banged, nose strongly interrogative, and mouth exclamatory. I knew her by sight, (as who does not?) but had never met her. But the case was desperate; so, instead of "holding the finger of perplexity in the mouth of deliberation," I did with my courage as Mr. Shakespeare directs and began the onslaught...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A REMINISCENCE. | 6/25/1879 | See Source »

...those dull days of dull Cambridge, when all the life of the sober old city seemed to have departed with the students, when the grass in the College Yard was knee-high, when there was absolutely nothing to do and nobody to do it, that I took refuge in the Library. Even here, in this sanctuary of learning and of wit, there was an oppressive feeling of loneliness. It seemed like a sacrilege to disturb the deep silence by pushing open the creaking doors. The books stared me out of countenance, and the busts glared...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A ROMANCE IN THE LIBRARY. | 10/11/1878 | See Source »

...morning time, amid the grass...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: PARAPHRASE FROM HEINE. | 2/8/1878 | See Source »

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