Say, for you saw us, ye immortal lights, How oft, unwearied, have we spent the nights In search of deep philosophy, Wit, eloquence and poetry,-- Arts which I loved, for they, my friend, were thine.

He was fond of argument; never was contented without challenging somebody and was a very tough customer to encounter, whatever side of a question he chose to take.

I never knew a man of such ready wit, although I have known a good many famous wits in my day.

Just over the way, with its front to the street, Up one flight of stairs, is a room snug and neat, With a prospect Mark Tapley right jolly would call;-- Two churches, one graveyard, one bulging brick wall, Where, raven-like, Science gloats…

The tree by the window has twice hailed the Spring Since we circled its trunk our last chorus to sing.

That was to begin to deal with a legal principle in historic order, going back to the first case where it was announced and tracing it down through the reports, making no use of text-books.

My classmate, however, stood his ground like a Roman and told the officer that his room was his castle and that he had no right to come in.

Instead of submitting himself, however, he maintained very sturdily that the visit of the official to his room was an outrage which he ought not be asked to endure.

I was guilty of one practical joke of which I have repented all my days, but for which the poetical justice of Providence administered to me, many years afterward, a punishment in kind.

But I regretted the transaction exceedingly, and have always considered that I was well punished for my joke at the expense of my unhappy classmate.

My time was largely wasted in novel reading or reading books which had not much to do with the college studies, and lounging about in my own room or that of other students.

I am not sure that the period of growth from sixteen to twenty is one when it is good for a youth to study hard.

So far as my observation extends the poor scholars who have graduated at Harvard become as useful and eminent men in after life as the good scholars.

Professor Child gained great distinction in his chosen field, but, I incline to think, would have gained the same distinction if he had devoted himself to the same pursuits and had never entered college at all.

I have probably put as much hard work into life as most men on this continent.

I say that if a law student wish to acquire a vigorous and manly English style, the fit vehicle for conveying weighty thoughts to courts or juries or popular assemblages, let him give his days and nights to Robert South.

The time in a Law School is never likely to be wasted if the youth have in him any spark of generous ambition.

The Dane Law School was then, and I suppose it is even more true of it now, a most admirable place for learning the science of law and preparing for its practice.

The time was ripe for the great movement that abolished slavery.

But there was something in that struggle with slavery which exalted the hearts of those who had a part in it, however humble, as no other political battle in history.

I became of age at just about the time when the Free Soil Party, which was the Republican party in another form, was born.

It awakened in my heart in early youth all the enthusiasm of which my nature was capable, an enthusiasm which from that day to this has never grown cold.

No political party in history was ever formed for objects so great and noble.

And no political party in history was ever so great in the accomplishment for liberty, progress and law.

He has fallen at the very gate of an honorable and eminent career, and a thousand hopes are buried in his grave.