YYANKEE, n. In Europe, an American. In the Northern States of our Union, a New Englander. In the Southern States the word is unknown. (See DAMNYANK.)YEAR, n. A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments.YESTERDAY, n. The infancy of youth, the youth of manhood, the entire past of age.But yesterday I should have thought me blestTo stand high-pinnacled upon the peakOf middle life and look adown the bleakAnd unfamiliar foreslope to the West,Where solemn shadows all the land investAnd stilly voices, half-remembered, speakUnfinished prophecy, and witch-fires freakThe haunted twilight of the Dark of Rest.Yea, yesterday my soul was all aflameTo stay the shadow on the dial's faceAt manhood's noonmark! Now, in God His nameI chide aloud the little interspaceDisparting me from Certitude, and fainWould know the dream and vision ne'er again.Baruch ArnegriffIt is said that in his last illness the poet Arnegriff was attended at different times by seven doctors.YOKE, n. An implement, madam, to whose Latin name,jugum, we owe one of the most illuminating words in our language—a word that defines the matrimonial situation with precision, point and poignancy. A thousand apologies for withholding it.YOUTH, n. The Period of Possibility, when Archimedes finds a fulcrum, Cassandra has a following and seven cities compete for the honor of endowing a living Homer.Youth is the true Saturnian Reign, the Golden Age on earthagain, when figs are grown on thistles, and pigs betailed withwhistles and, wearing silken bristles, live ever in clover, andcows fly over, delivering milk at every door, and Justice neveris heard to snore, and every assassin is made a ghost and,howling, is cast into Baltimost!Polydore Smith
YANKEE, n. In Europe, an American. In the Northern States of our Union, a New Englander. In the Southern States the word is unknown. (See DAMNYANK.)
YEAR, n. A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments.
YESTERDAY, n. The infancy of youth, the youth of manhood, the entire past of age.
But yesterday I should have thought me blestTo stand high-pinnacled upon the peakOf middle life and look adown the bleakAnd unfamiliar foreslope to the West,Where solemn shadows all the land investAnd stilly voices, half-remembered, speakUnfinished prophecy, and witch-fires freakThe haunted twilight of the Dark of Rest.Yea, yesterday my soul was all aflameTo stay the shadow on the dial's faceAt manhood's noonmark! Now, in God His nameI chide aloud the little interspaceDisparting me from Certitude, and fainWould know the dream and vision ne'er again.
Baruch Arnegriff
It is said that in his last illness the poet Arnegriff was attended at different times by seven doctors.
YOKE, n. An implement, madam, to whose Latin name,jugum, we owe one of the most illuminating words in our language—a word that defines the matrimonial situation with precision, point and poignancy. A thousand apologies for withholding it.
YOUTH, n. The Period of Possibility, when Archimedes finds a fulcrum, Cassandra has a following and seven cities compete for the honor of endowing a living Homer.
Youth is the true Saturnian Reign, the Golden Age on earthagain, when figs are grown on thistles, and pigs betailed withwhistles and, wearing silken bristles, live ever in clover, andcows fly over, delivering milk at every door, and Justice neveris heard to snore, and every assassin is made a ghost and,howling, is cast into Baltimost!
Polydore Smith