Boston University - HUB Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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MEMORIAE AETERNAE DAVID MASSON 1fP.ANc1sc1 JACOBI CHILD hunc libellum auclor D. D. D. TO their eternal memory! to Him Of tl1e grizzled forelock and the granite brow, Faithful through forty winters to the vow Made with grey Milton and the seraphiin, To rcde anew the magic of the dim Ancestral fruit-tree of the fatal boughz- Nor less to Him, whom kindly fates allow A lovesome place among earth's cherubim, The wizard of golden curls, whose art beguiled His rosegarden into the Borderland Where bloomed the ballad blossoms of the wild. To the bourne of utmost time your scholars stand,- Old Scotland and New England-Masson and Child, Beauty and strength forever hand in hand. Ebenezer Charlton Black. It is the privilege of the HUB Staff through the courtesy of Mrs. Black to present to the readers of the 1929 HUB a sonnet written by Professor Black in tribute to two of his greatest friends and teachers. This sonnet exemplifies Professor Black's attitude toward his work and his mastery of the literary forms that he analyzed with a critic's skill.

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ilflrufisssur 7 . Qlliarliun Efilaclx, jftiflgl. fC5IasgnfnD T IS very Htting that the foremost place i11 the 1929 HUB should be given to the picture of Dr. Black, who for twenty-seven years was the distinguished head of the Department of English Literature in Boston University. A great number of graduates, students, and friends mingled in the sorrow that came when, in July, 1927, his noble form was laid to rest in Mount Auburn. During all his career his commanding pres- ence, his love for his profession and his students, his wealth of learn- ing in the broad field of letters, his power to impart his knowledge to others, his generous sympathies, his rich, well-guarded sense of humor, and his deep religious convictions-all contributed to form that total personality, as rare as it was great. Heredity did much for him. The paternal guidance that he had in the Manse of Liddesdale, Scotland, where his father was pastor for fifty' years, gave him not only introduction to great literature,ibut a thorough grounding in principles of character. 1 Then came his years at Edinborough University--his association with great teachers, and friendship with noble' minds, such as Barrie, Steven- son, Masson, Calderwood, who made impressions upon his mind never forgotten 'or lost. 4 L - 'In these highiplaces of influence and discipline he not only distin- guished ,himself as a student but he4also learned the art of teaching. His 'own estimate of David lVlassonis power in unfolding the treasures of Literature may well characterize his own gifts-f'He awoke the mind. Eyery student on ,the benches knew that the man himself was the embodiment of those ideals which he held before them. -None can estimate the good he' did to thousands of young minds as he quicqkened them' into healthful actiohil He imparted a savor of life unto life. 'He gave himself without limit, and not only 'in intellectual and moral helpfulness, but also out .of his none too ample means, he gave in unnumbered cases financial help to students who needed the touch of his tender, generous hand. ' f'We cannot think thee wholly gone, A The better part of thee is with us still. Thou are not idle, in thy higher sphere Thy spirit bends itself to loving tasks, And strength to perfect what it dreamed of here ls all the crown and glory that it asks. WlI.LIAM EDWARDS HUNTINGTON.