" The author calls facts "the brute beasts of the intellectual domain" and claims that all practical wisdom is an extension of 2 + 2 = 4.
This work's author asserted that it "was written for a generation which knew nothing or next to nothing of war, and hardly dreamed of it." The narrator comforts a character with a poem beginning "What endless melodies were poured / As sad as earth, as sweet as heaven," in its final section, "The Long Path." Earlier, the protagonist laments the sad state of civilization due to those who call Norridge "Norwich" and Cincinnati "Cincinnatah." The author calls facts "the brute beasts of the intellectual domain" and claims that all practical wisdom is an extension of 2 + 2 = 4. Beginning with the line "I was going to say, when I was interrupted," many of this work's sections are directed to the divinity student, the schoolmistress, and the landlady, other members of the boarding-house. Serially printed in the Atlantic Monthly, and subtitled "Every man his own Boswell," for 10 points, name this collection of essays by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
This work's author asserted that it "was written for a generation which knew nothing or next to nothing of war, and hardly dreamed of it.
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