The Writings Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich Volume 1 by Thomas Bailey AldrichThe Writings Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich Volume 1 by Thomas Bailey Aldrich

The Writings Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich Volume 1

byThomas Bailey Aldrich

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...soul dared venture from his home, Not a soul in all the crowded town. Dumb beasts dropped dead, with terror, in stall; Great chimney-stacks were overthrown, And about the streets the tiles were blown Like leaves in autumn. A fearful night, With ominous voices in the air! Indeed, it seemed like the end of all. In the convent, the monks for very fright Went not to bed, but each in his cell Counted his beads by the taper's light, Quaking to hear the dreadful sounds, And shrivelling in the lightning's glare. It was as if the rivers of Hell Had risen, and overleaped their bounds. In the midst of this, at the convent door, Above the tempest's raving and roar Came a sudden knocking! Mother of Grace, What desperate wretch was forced to face Such a night as that was out-of-doors? Across the echoless, stony floors Into the windy corridors The monks came flocking, and down the stair, Silently, glancing each at each, As if they had lost the power of speech. Yes--it was some one knocking there! And then--strange thing!--untouched by a soul The bell of the convent 'gan to toll! It curdled the blood beneath their hair. Reaching the court, the brothers stood Huddled together, pallid and mute, By the massive door of iron-clamped wood, Till one old monk, more resolute Than the others--a man of pious will--Stepped forth, and letting his lantern rest On the pavement, crouched upon his breast And peeped through a chink there was between The cedar door and the sunken sill. At the instant a flash of lightning came, Seeming to wrap the world in flame. He gave but a glance, and straight arose With his face like a corpse's. What had he seen? Two dripping, little pink-white toes! Then, like a man gone suddenly wild, He tugged at the bolts, flung down the chain, And...
Title:The Writings Of Thomas Bailey Aldrich Volume 1Format:PaperbackDimensions:48 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.1 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217404944

ISBN - 13:9780217404945