Young Harvard and Other Poems: ("An Ode to Harvard and Other Poems")

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Frederick A. Stokes Company, Publishers, 1907 - 119 pages
 

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Page 115 - BYNNER, WITTER. An ode to Harvard and other poems. " 'T was such a saucy little brook And had so beckoning a look, And had a wink so sly, That oft I follow'd where it led, Caught by its roguish eye, Caught by the dimpling laugh that sped Ever ahead, ever ahead, Amid the grasses growing; — And O the wind was blowing, And 0 the wind was high!
Page 25 - Perhaps they laughed at Dante in his youth, Told him that truth Had unappealably been said In the great masterpieces of the dead.
Page 72 - GRENSTONE RIVER Things you heard that blessed be You shall tell to men like me: What you heard my lover say In the golden yesterday, Leaving me a childish heart, Glad to revel, quick to start. And though she awhile is gone And I come to-day alone, 'Tis the self-same whisper slips Through your ripple from her lips. Long shall she and I be dead, While you whisper what she said; You, when I no word can give her, Shall forever whisper, river: Things you heard that blessed be, Telling them to men like...
Page 119 - О like a bird of the sea to be — Over the hills forever ! " Over the hills to find content, To lose the gall and sorrow Of letting life and love be spent For happiness that came and went, Or may not come to-morrow.
Page 75 - When Celia said that for her sake I must not take of wine, My habit or her heart must break, I straightway drew the line Yet not so much for Celia's sake As secretly for mine. By grace of her I'm full of wit, ( Or think I am - what matters it ? ) I gave it up because I won A wine thereby so rare That out of all the vineyards none Has yielded to compare! I left it off because I won The sparkling of her hair! By grace of her I feel my worth Immortal on a mortal earth. And Celia meantime loves to laud...
Page 92 - Think of the sweethearts in the crowd For fellows in the line,— Fellows who kept the faith they vowed As ill as I kept mine!
Page 13 - For there's no one now above him but inhabitants of heaven And the angels wear goloshes when they riot in the rain. And how this takes me through the years to Stoughton 3 again!— He was proctor there, my proctor; And he often felt the pain Of the pleasure that it gave him when he'd cleverly complain, That it wasn't quite as quiet as the 'waters stilled at even'!
Page 81 - And come to the sea's brim, And find his everlasting tent And touch your cap to him. (Housman) Dear and dead brother whom I mourn, A beggar on the street Whispered to me with face forlorn And wanted food to eat. I could not find him after that, For many a likely crook Had just that coat and just that hat But none of them that look. If he was living whom I used So ill, I cannot tell,Or if the face that I refused Was yours 1 loved so well!
Page 10 - The Spanish poet-philosopher whose eye would so beguile That you'd see no more his meaning, but the flaring altar-oil That was burning as for worshippers inside.
Page 10 - ... the project in 1904 for consolidation with Harvard, but the plan, as is well known, was overruled by the opposition of a majority of technology graduates. A fragmentary record of accomplishments fails, of course, to make any revelation of the personality of the man who is about to take the place of The president, who knew his mind with sure but courtly vim, And who'd very gladly greet you, if you thought of greeting him. Mr. Lowell, although possessed of requisite dignity of bearing, will be...

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