Fordham College Monthly, Bind 40

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Fordham University, 1921

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Side 351 - He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way, Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul. Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise. And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Side 605 - The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace.
Side 39 - Think every morning when the sun peeps through The dim leaf-latticed windows of the grove, How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old melodious madrigals of love! And when you think of this, remember too 'Tis ahvays morning somewhere, and above The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore.
Side 606 - Whether we look or whether we listen. We hear life murmur or see it glisten." "The little bird sits at his door in the sun
Side 217 - By all means begin your folio; even if the doctor does not give you a year, even if he hesitates about a month, make one brave push, and see what can be accomplished in a week.
Side 24 - If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is forever England ...
Side 81 - Over the mountains of the moon, Down the valley of the shadow, Ride, boldly, ride," The shade replied, "If you seek for El Dorado.
Side 381 - were all his own. They refused to submit to European culture,—to be engrafted on a foreign stock. His outward form, his complexion, his lineaments are substantially the same, but the moral characteristics of the nation, all that constituted its individuality as a race, are effaced forever."*
Side 214 - Out where the handclasp's a little stronger, Out where the smile dwells a little longer, Out where the skies are a trifle bluer, Out where friendship's a little truer.
Side 23 - White plates and cups, clean gleaming, Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust; Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust Of friendly bread, ...

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