Tramping on Life - An Autobiographical Narrative by Harry Kemp
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When I was admitted to the study of Professor Dunn and sat down waiting for him among his antique busts and rows of Latin books, I had formulated further plans to procure what I desired.... He came in, heavily dignified, like a dark, stocky Roman, grotesque in modern dress, lacking the toga. I told him of my New Testament idea ... and added to it, as an afterthought, that I also wanted to prosecute a special study of the lyrics of Horace. Though he explained to me that Horace belonged to the college curriculum, his heart expanded. Horace was his favourite poet--which, of course, I knew.... I got my room. I borrowed a wheelbarrow from the barn, and wheeled my trunk down to Recitation Hall, singing. * * * * * What a hypocrite I had been! But I had obtained what I sought--a room alone. But now I must, in truth, study the Greek Testament and Horace.... I figured out that if I enrolled for several extra Bible courses the Faculty would be easier on me with my other studies, and let me cut some of them out entirely. |
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