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Word: meadow (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...Buffalo Polo Club defeated the Meadow Brooks, the champions of Newport, on Friday, Oct. 5th, beating them three straight games. T. Cary '74 is one of the Buffalos, and A. Belmont '75 and E. D. Morgan '78 are members of the Meadow Brooks...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 10/11/1883 | See Source »

...south side of Mt. Auburn street, between Chauncy and Lowell streets, formerly known as Simond's Hill. The lot extends from Mt. Auburn street to the river, upon which it has a front of five hundred feet. Directly opposite, on the other side of the river, is the Cottage meadow, or park, of seventy acres, given some years ago to Harvard College by Professor Henry W. Longfellow and others. This is to be kept open forever as a pleasure ground, upon which no buildings other than those fitted for such a park can ever be erected...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: FACT AND RUMOR. | 11/1/1882 | See Source »

...average undergraduate poem seems to me to possess any of the characteristics of so-called true poetry. The undergraduate poet rhapsodizes over a ditch bordered by hummocks of meadow-grass and clumps of scrubby, unsightly bushes; he goes into ecstasies over a frog-pond in a cow pasture; he personifies familiar objects; invests them with a glamour of brilliant colors, and imagines various noble fancies about them, or draws high lessons from their imagined actions or feelings, - what more does the true poet? In short, in criticising poetry it is hard to say just where sentiment leaves off, and sentimentalism...

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

...house; daily I will accompany her to the old oaken bucket, and fill and carry her pail to the house; during the day we will roam hand in hand through the woods while I pour sweet poetry in her ear; then at even-time we will go to the meadow and bring the cattle home, and I will stand by my dear one in the barn-yard, repeating 'The Cotter's Saturday Night' while she milks the bosky cows. Then in the fall I will leave her, promising, as I press her to my bosom, to return in a week...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY CASTLE IN THE AIR. | 10/15/1880 | See Source »

...meadow by the river...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: DOLCE FAR NIENTE. | 6/4/1880 | See Source »

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