The Life of Thomas Bailey AldrichHoughton, Mifflin, 1908 - 303 pages 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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Page 158 - Tis more to guide, than spur the Muse's steed; Restrain his fury, than provoke his speed; The winged courser, like a gen'rous horse, Shows most true mettle when you check his course.
Page 166 - 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.
Page 162 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 40 - Bret Harte trimmed and trained and schooled me patiently until he changed me from an awkward utterer of coarse grotesqueness to a •writer of paragraphs and chapters that have found a certain favor...
Page 26 - 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.
Page 152 - 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 with thee, as in those days Men saw thee passing on the street Beneath the elms — O reverend feet That walk in far celestial ways...
Page 158 - The workmanship wherewith the gold is wrought Adds yet a richness to the richest gold ; Who lacks the art to shape his thought, I hold, Were little poorer if he lacked the thought. The statue's slumber were unbroken still In the dull marble, had the hand no skill. Disparage not the magic touch that gives The formless thought the grace whereby it lives...
Page 121 - Gawd" instead of God and to otherwise mutilate God's choicest language, perhaps silence is the best poem for a man who respects his art. Oh, no, this is not sour grapes. My verses still sell — from force of habit; but what the great American public really likes is : — "Her body's in the baggage car.