Liber brunensis . thy gift of speech to flow in prose. Stay, shouted Murphy. Brethren, I am about to compose; and I shall for-swear Spring for the present and write an ode to Autumn. Summer now is here the little bunnyTries to save his head. There is a beginning that would bring fame to the pen of Wordsworth him-self. Admire the combination of vegetable life and animal life, almost pathologicalin its aspect. No, my friend; you are wrong, cried Art Newell. Let this be a lesson thatyou compose only to Spring hereafter. The shortness of your metre has atendency to spoil t
Liber brunensis . thy gift of speech to flow in prose. Stay, shouted Murphy. Brethren, I am about to compose; and I shall for-swear Spring for the present and write an ode to Autumn. Summer now is here the little bunnyTries to save his head. There is a beginning that would bring fame to the pen of Wordsworth him-self. Admire the combination of vegetable life and animal life, almost pathologicalin its aspect. No, my friend; you are wrong, cried Art Newell. Let this be a lesson thatyou compose only to Spring hereafter. The shortness of your metre has atendency to spoil the beauty of your thought. I bow to your superior critical judgment, favored son of the Muses, for youwere ever of a deeper trend of thought than I. I admire your ability, respect yourhonesty of opinion, love your work. With Omar I can well say: A Book of Verses underneath a Bough,A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread and ThouBeside me, singing in the Wilderness,Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow. 290 LIBER BRUNENSIS LII. Hush, an inspiration, whis-pered Newell in return. I shallwrite a great epic, I shall followbrilliant Southey and lovableScott, I shall be patriotic and writeof mine own Native Land. Howis this: In the days of the Civil StrifeThe Indian still carried the bowie knife,And in the West sad havoc made the settlers much dismayed. An appreciation of and tributeto the great West, brethren, stim-ulated by my understanding of theaesthetic qualities of the prairieand the canyon. Rotten, quoth Mansur sar-castically from his corner, whichthe execution of a poem duringhis Freshman year entitled him tooccupy. See a gas man aboutyour metre, and Damon on tau-tology. Then friends, if you so fail toagree, spoke up young Swin-burne, I swear by Apollos goldenlyre. Aphrodites far-famed beautyand Neptunes pie-fork that youshall hear real poetry, the creationof mine own prolific brain, mineown airy fancy, mine own widereading and astounding learning,mine own deep appreciation of
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