Word: quids
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...Musa illa vocata non audit; rogata tacet; virumque praeconio altiore dignum sermone pedestri laudandum relinquit. Ergo, utcunque possumus, virum libenter laudamus, qui, cum ingenii sui ope aeris thesaurum ingentem invenisset, Academiam suam divitiarum suarum amplitudine ornavit, iudice me (insusurrare mihi videtur Horatius), iudice me, "non sordidus auctor naturae verique." Quid autem de vivario illo dicam, aequoris Atlantici prope marginem ulteriorem condito, ubi maris immensi miracula minutis-sima ab hoc viro accuratissime examinantur, ubi oceani ipsius e penetralibus profundis rerum naturae veritas ipsa audacter extorquetur? Satis erit hodie de veritate illa dicere quad olim de Romanorum virtute dictum...
...substamus totam vestram epistolam. Quid in natione sunt "Proctores'? Et "Bull-dogs"? Si ullus Professor hic attemptavict mittere canes post nos, calculamus ut ille preciose cito esset pendens do proxima poste lampadum, condamnatus Judice Lynchio, - alia splendida institutione Americana...
...desires to purchase the college hymn book at the reduced rate, should fail to subscribe at the office of the treasurer. - Yale News. Quid? Marquis of Queensberry rules...
...that the examinations are nearly over, and we are either congratulating ourselves on having pulled through so well, or hopelessly wishing that we had done better, there naturally arises the same old question, "Of what real good are examinations?" or, as a Freshman once put it, "Quid Bonus?" The Freshman's way of putting it was, perhaps, a happy one, in as much as his question per se gives an answer, namely, that examinations are to show what a man does not know. This is one answer to the question; and, if it be the only one, there must...
...natus," "Publius Scipio was born at a horse race." Here are two renderings of apparently cognate origin: "Caesaris bonas leges," "The bony legs of Caesar." "Nune viridi membra sub arbuto stratus," "He having now stretched his green limbs under the arbutus." We could add to the catalogue, "Sed damnatio, quid confert," or, as a Hoosier Freshman rendered it, "But, damnation, what good...