The Life of Thomas Bailey AldrichHoughton, Mifflin, 1908 - 303 lappuses 1908. The biography of the life of poet Thomas Bailey Aldrich. Contents: Tom Bailey; The Hall Bedroom; Arrival; Beacon Hill; Ponkapog; The Atlantic Monthly; Indian Summer Days; The Last Years; and Aldrich_s Poetry. |
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252. lappuse - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
47. lappuse - Mein Herz, mein Herz ist traurig, Doch lustig leuchtet der Mai; Ich stehe, gelehnt an der Linde, Hoch auf der alten Bastei. Da drunten fließt der blaue Stadtgraben in stiller Ruh; Ein Knabe fährt im Kahne, Und angelt und pfeift dazu. Jenseits erheben sich freundlich, In winziger, bunter Gestalt, Lusthäuser, und Gärten, und Menschen, Und Ochsen, und Wiesen, und Wald. Die Mägde bleichen Wäsche, Und springen...
256. lappuse - MEMORY My mind lets go a thousand things, Like dates of wars and deaths of kings, And yet recalls the very hour — 'Twas noon by yonder village tower, And on the last blue noon in May — The wind came briskly up this way, Crisping the brook beside the road ; Then, pausing here, set down its load Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly Two petals from that wild-rose tree.
28. lappuse - At last he came, the messenger, The messenger from unseen lands : And what did dainty Baby Bell ? She only crossed her little hands, She only looked more meek and fair ! We parted back her silken hair, We wove the roses round her brow, — White buds, the summer's drifted snow, — Wrapt her from head to foot in flowers . . . And thus went dainty Baby Bell Out of this world of ours ! |)iscataqux Bibtr.
6. lappuse - In Grantham church they lie asleep; Just where, the verger may not know. Strange that two hundred years should keep The old ancestral fires aglow ! In me these two have met again ; To each my nature owes a part: To one, the cool and reasoning brain; To one, the quick, unreasoning heart.
81. lappuse - Boston : but then he could n't do it in New York, unless he turned journalist. The people of Boston are full-blooded readers, appreciative, trained. The humblest man of letters has a position here which he does n't have in New York.
98. lappuse - His colloquial ease should not hide from us his mastery of all the devices of rhetoric. " In a letter to Aldrich he acknowledges great indebtedness to Bret Harte, ' ' who trimmed and trained and schooled me patiently until he changed me from an awkward utterer of coarse grotesquenesses to a writer of paragraphs and chapters that have found a certain favour in the eyes of even some of the very decentest people in the land.
8. lappuse - The walls are covered with pictured paper, representing landscapes and sea-views. In the parlor, for example, this enlivening figure is repeated all over the room : A group of English peasants, wearing Italian hats, are dancing on a lawn that abruptly resolves itself into a sea-beach, upon which stands a flabby fisherman (nationality unknown), quietly hauling in what appears to be a small whale, and totally regardless of the dreadful naval combat going on just beyond the end of his fishing-rod. On...
9. lappuse - England house of fifty or sixty years' standing. Here meet together, as if by some preconcerted arrangement, all the broken-down chairs of the household, all the spavined tables, all the seedy hats, all the intoxicated-looking boots, all the split walking-sticks that have retired from business, " weary with the march of life.
238. lappuse - Endures on earth from age to age. And thou, whose voice but yesterday Fell upon charmed listening ears, Thou shalt not know the touch of years ; Thou boldest time and chance at bay. Thou livest in thy living word As when its cadence first was heard. O gracious Poet and benign, Beloved presence ! now as then Thou standest by the hearths of men. Their fireside joys and griefs are thine ; Thou speakest to them of their dead, They listen and are comforted. They break the bread and pour the wine Of life...