Word: line
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...Beacon, has been completely annihilated in half a column of simile, seriousness, and sarcasm. We, therefore, profiting by such an example, simply offer our congratulations to the Beacon for its peculiarly elevated style and tone. May we suggest, however, that it is not universally acknowledged that the line "Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow," is by Shakespeare. Some persons contend that it is the first line of a lost work, "The Traveller," by an obscure poet named Goldsmith. We are in perfect sympathy with the Beacon, and only doubt whether it praises sufficiently the institution which it represents. It is absurd...
...Dartmouth's lines read thus, with the correction of an obvious misprint at the end of line sixth, whether due to the Advocate or the original we cannot say. They are taken from the "Faerie Queene...
...well up to the high standard of last year, and greatly troubles even the professional striker. Batting and base-running seem to be the weak points of the Nine. There are some men who are good, reliable batters, but there are others of whom little is expected in this line. During the past week it has been the misfortune of the Nine, at several important crises, to have the good batting of a few men utterly wasted by the complete failure of those who have followed; and a good deal of training and practice is needed to remedy this fault...
...furniture. If the pictures are racing prints and ballet-dancers, if a string of champagne corks adorns the chandelier, and a rifle occupies a conspicuous place, we may quickly conclude that the occupant would buy no books at all if not obliged to, and is a bummer; what particular line he pursues can be easily discovered by all his furniture except his book-case; and as we are more particularly concerned with this, we leave his species for the present, and shall describe the only other man who can be the possessor of text-books and nothing else. This...
When the band played, a long line of fashionably dressed youths fell into line and marched to prayers, as I was told, to the tune of "Believe me if all these endearing." Mr. Poco kindly pointed out the popular men, but an old friend suddenly called him, and he left me somewhat abruptly, after introducing me to a Mr. Proctor, who seemed like one of my own class, and with whom I felt at once quite at home...