The Rebelliad; Or, Terrible Transactions at the Seat of the Muses: A Poem in Four Cantos, Auctore Enginæ Societatis Poeta |
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accord appear ARGUMENT arose began better Bibo's blow borrower brave Caleb CANTO ceas'd close College Commons comrades course cried deeds Doctor dread drive ears ev'ry eyes fearful fiddle fight fine fire flew follow Freshman furious glass Goody Government Greek half Hall hand Harvard head hear heard hour Huzza kicks laws LIBRARY Logic look Lord Bibo loud mighty mind morning Muse Nathan never night noddle noise Norton nose plain poem President Professor Quoth Rebel REBELLIAD rest rose round rusticate scarce scope Screwem sent shook shouts Sikes SONG soon Sophomore Sophs soul sound speech stop sung tell thing thought took Touchy Tree tune turn Tutor Twas waste WIDENER wine Yard yells
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Сторінка 72 - voice he lov'd the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw in
Сторінка 11 - a torrent of eloquence. TIME :—Two hours on Sunday evening. OLD Goody Muse ! on thee I call, Pro more, (as do poets all,) To string thy fiddle, wax thy bow, And scrape a ditty, jig, or so. Now don't wax wrathy, but excuse My calling you old Goody Muse ; Because " Old Goody
Сторінка 53 - Who would let a Tutor knave Screw him like a Guinea slave ! Who would fish a fine to save ! Let him turn and flee.
Сторінка 11 - on thee I call, Pro more, (as do poets all,) To string thy fiddle, wax thy bow, And scrape a ditty, jig, or so. Now don't wax wrathy, but excuse My calling you old Goody Muse ; Because " Old Goody " is a name Applied to ev'ry College dame. Aloft in pendent dignity, Astride her magic broom, And wrapt in dazzling majesty, See ! see! the Goody come!
Сторінка 52 - Sophs wha' ha' in Commons fed ! Sophs wha' ha' in Commons Bled ! Sophs wha' ne'er from Commons fled ! Puddings, steaks or wines
Сторінка 28 - peeping round on each, He thus sent forth his parts of speech : ' The " scope " of what I have to state,
Сторінка 17 - boot. Full drive it hit Abijah's bum And keel'd him over; but his chum Had wielded, in his just defence, A bowl of vast circumference.
Сторінка 3 - THE REBELLIAD; OR TERRIBLE TRANSACTIONS AT THE SEAT OF THE MUSES; A POEM, IN FOUR CANTOS, AUCTORE
Сторінка 20 - Go on, dear Goody ! and recite The direful mishaps of the fight. Alas ! how many on that eve, O'er suppers lost, were doom'd to grieve ! What daylights pummell'd black and blue ! What noddles smear'd with goreless hue ! How dishes did not float in blood, As Noah's Ark did in the flood ! What heroes fell to bite the bricks,* O'erthrown by bowls! perchance by kicks!
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| Назва | The Rebelliad; Or, Terrible Transactions at the Seat of the Muses: A Poem in Four Cantos, Auctore Enginæ Societatis Poeta |
| Автор | Augustus Peirce |
| Видавець | B.B. Mussey, 1842 |
| Оригінал із | Гарвардський університет |
| Оцифровано | 23 вер. 2005 |
| Обсяг | 77 стор. |
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