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    Point Lace and Diamonds
    Point Lace and Diamonds
    Point Lace and Diamonds
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    Point Lace and Diamonds

    By George Augustus Baker

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    DigiCat Publishing presents to you this special edition of "Point Lace and Diamonds" by George Augustus Baker. DigiCat Publishing considers every written word to be a legacy of humankind. Every DigiCat book has been carefully reproduced for republishing in a new modern format. The books are available in print, as well as ebooks. DigiCat hopes you will treat this work with the acknowledgment and passion it deserves as a classic of world literature.
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    Release dateSep 16, 2022
    ISBN8596547379003
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      Point Lace and Diamonds - George Augustus Baker

      George Augustus Baker

      Point Lace and Diamonds

      EAN 8596547379003

      DigiCat, 2022

      Contact: DigiCat@okpublishing.info

      Table of Contents

      RETROSPECTION.

      A ROSEBUD IN LENT.

      A REFORMER.

      IN THE RECORD ROOM, SURROGATE'S OFFICE.

      DE LUNATICO.

      PRO PATRIA ET GLORIA.

      AFTER THE GERMAN.

      a sophomore soliloquy.

      AN IDYL OF THE PERIOD.

      in two parts.

      part one.

      part two.

      CHIVALRIE.

      A PIECE OF ADVICE.

      ZWEI KONIGE AUF ORKADAL.

      from the german.

      A SONG.

      MAKING NEW YEAR'S CALLS.

      JACK AND ME.

      LES ENFANTS PERDUS.

      CHINESE LANTERNS.

      THOUGHTS ON THE COMMANDMENTS.

      MARRIAGE A LÀ MODE.

      A Trilogy.

      I.

      love's young dream.

      a.d. 1880.

      II.

      up the aisle.

      a.d. 1881.

      III.

      divorce.

      a.d., 1886.

      The Club Window.

      IV.

      at afternoon tea.

      THE STAY-AT-HOME'S PLAINT.

      THE STAY-AT-HOME'S PÆAN.

      EIGHT HOURS.

      SLEEPING BEAUTY.

      a parable.

      EASTER MORNING.

      A LEGEND OF ST. VALENTINE.

      FROST-BITTEN.

      A SONG.

      OLD PHOTOGRAPHS.

      LE DERNIER JOUR D'UN CONDAMNÉ.

      CHRISTMAS GREENS.

      LAKE MAHOPAC—SATURDAY NIGHT.

      MATINAL MUSINGS.

      A ROMANCE OF THE SAW-DUST.

      PYROTECHNIC POLYGLOT.

      (Madison Square, July 4.)

      moral.

      FISHING.

      NOCTURNE.

      AUTO-DA-FÉ

      (he explains.)

      (she reads.)

      (he remonstrates.)

      AN AFTERTHOUGHT.

      REDUCTIO AD ABSURDUM.

      THE MOTHERS OF THE SIRENS.

      PER ASPERA AD ASTRA.

      THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE.

      RETROSPECTION.

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      I'd wandered, for a week or more,

      Through hills, and dells, and doleful green'ry,

      Lodging at any carnal door,

      Sustaining life on pork, and scenery.

      A weary scribe, I'd just let slip

      My collar, for a short vacation,

      And started on a walking trip,

      That cheapest form of dissipation—

      And vilest, Oh! confess my pen,

      That I, prosaic, rather hate your

      Ode to a Sky-lark sort of men;

      I really am not fond of Nature.

      Mad longing for a decent meal

      And decent clothing overcame me;

      There came a blister on my heel—

      I gave it up; and who can blame me?

      Then wrote my Pulse of Nature's Heart,

      Which I procured some little cash on,

      And quickly packed me to depart

      In search of gilded haunts of fashion,

      Which I might puff at column rates,

      To please my host and meet my reckoning;

      Base is the slave who—hesitates

      When wealth, and pleasure both are beckoning.

      I sought; I found. Among the swells

      I had my share of small successes,

      Made languid love to languid belles

      And penn'd descriptions of their dresses.

      Ah! Millionairess Millicent,

      How fair you were! How you adored me!

      How many tender hours we spent—

      And, oh, beloved, how you bored me!

      April, 1871.

      Is not that fragmentary bit

      Of my young verse a perfect prism,

      Where worldly knowledge, pleasant wit,

      True humor, kindly cynicism,

      Refracted by the frolic glass

      Of Fancy, play with change incessant?

      June, 1874.

      Great Cæsar! What a sweet young ass

      I must have been, when adolescent!

      August, 1886.

      A ROSEBUD IN LENT.

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      You saw her last, the ball-room's belle,

      A soufflé, lace and roses blent;

      Your worldly worship moved her then;

      She does not know you now, in Lent.

      See her at prayer! Her pleading hands

      Bear not one gem of all her store.

      Her face is saint-like. Be rebuked

      By those pure eyes, and gaze no more

      Turn, turn away! But carry hence

      The lesson she has dumbly taught—

      That bright young creature kneeling there

      With every feeling, every thought

      Absorbed in high and holy dreams

      Of—new Spring dresses truth to say,

      To them the time is sanctified

      From Shrove-tide until Easter day.

      "SEE HER AT PRAYER! HER PLEADING HANDS BEAR NOT ONE GEM OF ALL HER STORE."—Page 4.

      A REFORMER.

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      You call me trifler, fainéant,

      And bid me give my life an aim!—

      You're most unjust, dear. Hear me out,

      And own your hastiness to blame.

      I live with but a single

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