7.16.2011
I have a brother
who will never live to see freedom because he chose a way of life that landed him in prison. His son often asks me where he is and I cant bring myself to tell him the type of person his father really is, and its songs like this that make me want to hate my brother for being so selfish and not realizing the hurt he puts in his sons heart. The lyrics in this song explain exactly what I feel when I think of my nephew when I held his newborn body for the first time.
7.07.2011
Plans
plan A to kill my self, plan B to kill my self, plan C to weather the summer, and in autumn, to kill my self.
6.28.2011
The Loreto Litanies
Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
Christ hear us.
Christ graciously hear us.
Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
Christ hear us.
Christ graciously hear us.
God, the Father of heaven,
have mercy on us.
have mercy on us.
God the Son, Redeemer of the world,
God the Holy Spirit,
Holy Trinity, one God,
God the Holy Spirit,
Holy Trinity, one God,
Holy Mary,
pray for us.
Holy Mother of God,
Holy Virgin of virgins,
Mother of Christ,
Mother of the Church,
Mother of divine grace,
Mother most pure,
Mother most chaste,
Mother inviolate,
Mother undefiled,
Mother most amiable,
Mother admirable,
Mother of good counsel,
Mother of our Creator,
Mother of our Saviour,
Mother of mercy,
Virgin most prudent,
Virgin most venerable,
Virgin most renowned,
Virgin most powerful,
Virgin most merciful,
Virgin most faithful,
Mirror of justice,
Seat of wisdom,
Cause of our joy,
Spiritual vessel,
Vessel of honour,
Singular vessel of devotion,
Mystical rose,
Tower of David,
Tower if ivory,
House of gold,
Ark of the covenant,
Gate of heaven,
Morning star,
Health of the sick,
Refuge of sinners,
Comfort of the afflicted,
Help of Christians,
Queen of Angels,
Queen of Patriarchs,
Queen of Prophets,
Queen of Apostles,
Queen of Martyrs,
Queen of Confessors,
Queen of Virgins,
Queen of all Saints,
Queen conceived without original sin,
Queen assumed into heaven,
Queen of the most holy Rosary,
Queen of families,
Queen of peace.
pray for us.
Holy Mother of God,
Holy Virgin of virgins,
Mother of Christ,
Mother of the Church,
Mother of divine grace,
Mother most pure,
Mother most chaste,
Mother inviolate,
Mother undefiled,
Mother most amiable,
Mother admirable,
Mother of good counsel,
Mother of our Creator,
Mother of our Saviour,
Mother of mercy,
Virgin most prudent,
Virgin most venerable,
Virgin most renowned,
Virgin most powerful,
Virgin most merciful,
Virgin most faithful,
Mirror of justice,
Seat of wisdom,
Cause of our joy,
Spiritual vessel,
Vessel of honour,
Singular vessel of devotion,
Mystical rose,
Tower of David,
Tower if ivory,
House of gold,
Ark of the covenant,
Gate of heaven,
Morning star,
Health of the sick,
Refuge of sinners,
Comfort of the afflicted,
Help of Christians,
Queen of Angels,
Queen of Patriarchs,
Queen of Prophets,
Queen of Apostles,
Queen of Martyrs,
Queen of Confessors,
Queen of Virgins,
Queen of all Saints,
Queen conceived without original sin,
Queen assumed into heaven,
Queen of the most holy Rosary,
Queen of families,
Queen of peace.
Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
spare us, O Lord.
spare us, O Lord.
Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
graciously hear us, O Lord.
graciously hear us, O Lord.
Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
have mercy on us.
have mercy on us.
Pray for us, O holy Mother of God.
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
Let us pray.
Grant, we beseech thee,
O Lord God,
that we, your servants,
may enjoy perpetual health of mind and body;
and by the intercession of the Blessed Mary, ever Virgin,
may be delivered from present sorrow,
and obtain eternal joy.
Through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
Grant, we beseech thee,
O Lord God,
that we, your servants,
may enjoy perpetual health of mind and body;
and by the intercession of the Blessed Mary, ever Virgin,
may be delivered from present sorrow,
and obtain eternal joy.
Through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
4.18.2011
gluggaveður
"window-weather"; weather that appears really nice from an indoors vantage point, but is actually unpleasant for whatever reason (usually cold).
4.04.2011
Mamihlapinatapai
A look shared by two people, each wishing that the other would initiate something that they both desire but which neither wants to begin.
3.26.2011
3.02.2011
Rhetoric is coool
- Alliteration: repetition of the same sound beginning several words in sequence.
- *Let us go forth to lead the land we love. J. F. Kennedy, Inaugural
- *Viri validis cum viribus luctant. Ennius
- *Veni, vidi, vici. Julius Caesar
- Anacoluthon: lack of grammatical sequence; a change in the grammatical construction within the same sentence.
- *Agreements entered into when one state of facts exists -- are they to be maintained regardless of changing conditions? J. Diefenbaker
- Anadiplosis: ("doubling back") the rhetorical repetition of one or several words; specifically, repetition of a word that ends one clause at the beginning of the next.
- *Men in great place are thrice servants: servants of the sovereign or state; servants of fame; and servants of business. Francis Bacon
- *Senatus haec intellegit, consul videt; hic tamen vivit. Vivit? Immo vero etiam in senatum venit. Cicero, In Catilinam
- *Aeschines 3.133
- Anaphora: the repetition of a word or phrase at the beginning of successive phrases, clauses or lines.
- *We shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender. Churchill.
- *Nihil agis, nihil moliris, nihil cogitas, quod non ego non modo audiam, sed etiam videam planeque sentiam. Cicero, In Catilinam
- *Lysias, Against Eratosthenes 21
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 48
- Anastrophe: transposition of normal word order; most often found in Latin in the case of prepositions and the words they control. Anastrophe is a form of hyperbaton.
- *The helmsman steered; the ship moved on; yet never a breeze up blew. Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
- *Isdem in oppidis, Cicero
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 13
- Antistrophe: repetition of the same word or phrase at the end of successive clauses.
- *In 1931, ten years ago, Japan invaded Manchukuo -- without warning. In 1935, Italy invaded Ethiopia -- without warning. In 1938, Hitler occupied Austria -- without warning. In 1939, Hitler invaded Czechoslovakia -- without warning. Later in 1939, Hitler invaded Poland -- without warning. And now Japan has attacked Malaya and Thailand -- and the United States --without warning. Franklin D. Roosevelt
- *Aeschines, Against Ctesiphon 198
- Antithesis: opposition, or contrast of ideas or words in a balanced or parallel construction.
- *Extremism in defense of liberty is no vice, moderation in the pursuit of justice is no virtue. Barry Goldwater
- *Brutus: Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
- *The vases of the classical period are but the reflection of classical beauty; the vases of the archaic period are beauty itself." Sir John Beazley
- *Demosthenes, Olynthiac 2.26
- Aporia: expression of doubt (often feigned) by which a speaker appears uncertain as to what he should think, say, or do.
- *Then the steward said within himself, 'What shall I do?' Luke 16
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 129
- Aposiopesis: a form of ellipse by which a speaker comes to an abrupt halt, seemingly overcome by passion (fear, excitement, etc.) or modesty.
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 3
- Apostrophe: a sudden turn from the general audience to address a specific group or person or personified abstraction absent or present.
- *For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel. Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him. Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
- Archaism: use of an older or obsolete form.
- *Pipit sate upright in her chair Some distance from where I was sitting; T. S. Eliot, "A Cooking Egg"
- Assonance: repetition of the same sound in words close to each other.
- *Thy kingdom come, thy will be done.
- *O fortunatam natam me consule Romam! Cicero, de consulatu
- Asyndeton: lack of conjunctions between coordinate phrases, clauses, or words.
- *We shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardships, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty. J. F. Kennedy, Inaugural
- *But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. Lincoln, Gettysburg Address
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 200
- Brachylogy: a general term for abbreviated or condensed expression, of which asyndeton and zeugma are types. Ellipse is often used synonymously. The suppressed word or phrase can usually be supplied easily from the surrounding context.
- *Aeolus haec contra: Vergil, Aeneid
- *Non Cinnae, non Sullae longa dominatio. Tacitus, Annales I.1
- Cacophony: harsh joining of sounds.
- *We want no parlay with you and your grisly gang who work your wicked will. W. Churchill
- *O Tite tute Tati tibi tanta tyranne tulisti! Ennius
- Catachresis: a harsh metaphor involving the use of a word beyond its strict sphere.
- *I listen vainly, but with thirsty ear. MacArthur, Farewell Address
- *Cynthia prima suis miserum me cepit ocellis. Propertius I.1.1
- Chiasmus: two corresponding pairs arranged not in parallels (a-b-a-b) but in inverted order (a-b-b-a); from shape of the Greek letter chi (X).
- *Those gallant men will remain often in my thoughts and in my prayers always. MacArthur
- *Renown'd for conquest, and in council skill'd. Addison et pacis ornamenta et subsidia belli. Cicero, Pro lege Manilia
- *Plato, Republic 494e
- Climax: arrangement of words, phrases, or clauses in an order of ascending power. Often the last emphatic word in one phrase or clause is repeated as the first emphatic word of the next.
- *One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. Tennyson, Ulysses
- *Nonne hunc in vincula duci, non ad mortem rapi, non summo supplicio mactari imperabis? Cicero, In Catilinam
- *Facinus est vincere civem Romanum; scelus verberare; prope parricidium necare: quid dicam in crucem tollere? verbo satis digno tam nefaria res appellari nullo modo potest. Cicero, In Verrem
- *Demosthenes, On the Crown 179
- Euphemism: substitution of an agreeable or at least non-offensive expression for one whose plainer meaning might be harsh or unpleasant.
- *When the final news came, there would be a ring at the front door -- a wife in this situation finds herself staring at the front door as if she no longer owns it or controls it--and outside the door would be a man... come to inform her that unfortunately something has happened out there, and her husband's body now lies incinerated in the swamps or the pines or the palmetto grass, "burned beyond recognition," which anyone who had been around an air base very long (fortunately Jane had not) realized was quite an artful euphemism to describe a human body that now looked like an enormous fowl that has burned up in a stove, burned a blackish brown all over, greasy and blistered, fried, in a word, with not only the entire face and all the hair and the ears burned off, not to mention all the clothing, but also the hands and feet, with what remains of the arms and legs bent at the knees and elbows and burned into absolutely rigid angles, burned a greasy blackish brown like the bursting body itself, so that this husband, father, officer, gentleman, this ornamentum of some mother's eye, His Majesty the Baby of just twenty-odd years back, has been reduced to a charred hulk with wings and shanks sticking out of it. Tom Wolfe, The Right Stuff
- Hendiadys: use of two words connected by a conjunction, instead of subordinating one to the other, to express a single complex idea.
- *It sure is nice and cool today! (for "pleasantly cool")
- *I love the Lord, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications. Psalms 116
- *Perfecti oratoris moderatione et sapientia. Cicero, De oratore
- Hypallage: ("exchanging") transferred epithet; grammatical agreement of a word with another word which it does not logically qualify. More common in poetry.
- *Exegi monumentum aere perennius regalique situ pyramidum altius, Horace, Odes III.30
- Hyperbaton: separation of words which belong together, often to emphasize the first of the separated words or to create a certain image.
- *Speluncam Dido dux et Troianus eandem Vergil, Aeneid 4.124, 165
- Hyperbole: exaggeration for emphasis or for rhetorical effect.
- *My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow; An hundred years should got to praise Thine eyes and on thine forehead gaze; Two hundred to adore each breast, But thirty thousand to the rest. Andrew Marvell, "To His Coy Mistress"
- *Da mi basia mille, deinde centum, Dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, Deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum. Catullus, to his.
- Hysteron Proteron ("later-earlier"): inversion of the natural sequence of events, often meant to stress the event which, though later in time, is considered the more important.
- *"I like the island Manhattan. Smoke on your pipe and put that in." -- from the song "America," West Side Story lyric by Stephen Sondheim (submitted per litteram by guest rhetorician Anthony Scelba)
- *Put on your shoes and socks!
- *Hannibal in Africam redire atque Italia decedere coactus est. Cicero, In Catilinam
- Irony: expression of something which is contrary to the intended meaning; the words say one thing but mean another.
- *Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. Shakespeare, Julius Caesar
- Litotes: understatement, for intensification, by denying the contrary of the thing being affirmed. (Sometimes used synonymously with meiosis.)
- *A few unannounced quizzes are not inconceivable.
- *War is not healthy for children and other living things.
- *One nuclear bomb can ruin your whole day. (meiosis)
- Metaphor: implied comparison achieved through a figurative use of words; the word is used not in its literal sense, but in one analogous to it.
- *Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. Shakespeare, Macbeth
- *. . . while he learned the language (that meager and fragile thread . . . by which the little surface corners and edges of men's secret and solitary lives may be joined for an instant now and then before sinking back into the darkness. . . ) Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom!
- *From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the continent. W. Churchill
- Metonymy: substitution of one word for another which it suggests.
- *He is a man of the cloth.
- *The pen is mightier than the sword.
- *By the sweat of thy brow thou shalt eat thy bread.
- Onomatopoeia: use of words to imitate natural sounds; accommodation of sound to sense.
- *At tuba terribili sonitu taratantara dixit. Ennius
- Oxymoron: apparent paradox achieved by the juxtaposition of words which seem to contradict one another.
- *Festina lente.
- *I must be cruel only to be kind. Shakespeare, Hamlet
- Paradox: an assertion seemingly opposed to common sense, but that may yet have some truth in it.
- *What a pity that youth must be wasted on the young. George Bernard Shaw
- Paraprosdokian: surprise or unexpected ending of a phrase or series.
- *He was at his best when the going was good. Alistair Cooke on the Duke of Windsor
- *There but for the grace of God -- goes God. Churchill
- *Laudandus, ornandus, tollendus. Cicero on Octavian
- Paronomasia: use of similar sounding words; often etymological word-play.
- *...culled cash, or cold cash, and then it turned into a gold cache. E.L. Doctorow, Billy Bathgate
- *Thou art Peter (Greek petros), and upon this rock (Greek petra) I shall build my church. Matthew 16
- *The dying Mercutio: Ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man. Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
- *Hic est sepulcrum haud pulchrum feminae pulchrae.
- Personification: attribution of personality to an impersonal thing.
- *England expects every man to do his duty. Lord Nelson
- *Nunc te patria, quae communis est parens omnium nostrum, odit ac metuit et iam diu nihil te iudicat nisi de parricidio suo cogitare. Cicero, In Catilinam
- Pleonasm: use of superfluous or redundant words, often enriching the thought.
- *No one, rich or poor, will be excepted.
- *Ears pierced while you wait!
- *I have seen no stranger sight since I was born.
- Polysyndeton: the repetition of conjunctions in a series of coordinate words, phrases, or clauses.
- *I said, "Who killed him?" and he said, "I don't know who killed him but he's dead all right," and it was dark and there was water standing in the street and no lights and windows broke and boats all up in the town and trees blown down and everything all blown and I got a skiff and went out and found my boat where I had her inside Mango Bay and she was all right only she was full of water. Hemingway, After the Storm
- *omnia Mercurio similis, vocemque coloremque et crinis flavos et membra decora iuventae Vergil, Aeneid 4.558-9
- *Horae quidem cedunt et dies et menses et anni, nec praeteritum tempus umquam revertitur, nec quid sequatur sciri potest. Cicero, De senectute
- Praeteritio (=paraleipsis): pretended omission for rhetorical effect.
- *That part of our history detailing the military achievements which gave us our several possessions ... is a theme too familiar to my listeners for me to dilate on, and I shall therefore pass it by. Thucydides, "Funeral Oration"
- *Let us make no judgment on the events of Chappaquiddick, since the facts are not yet all in. A political opponent of Senator Edward Kennedy
- Prolepsis: the anticipation, in adjectives or nouns, of the result of the action of a verb; also, the positioning of a relative clause before its antecedent.
- *Vixi et quem dederat cursum fortuna peregi, Vergil, Aeneid 4.653
- *Consider the lilies of the field how they grow.
- Simile: an explicit comparison between two things using 'like' or 'as'.
- *My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Shakespeare, Sonnet CXLVII
- *Reason is to faith as the eye to the telescope. D. Hume [?]
- *Let us go then, you and I, While the evening is spread out against the sky, Like a patient etherized upon a table... T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
- Syllepsis: use of a word with two others, with each of which it is understood differently.
- *We must all hang together or assuredly we will all hang separately. Benjamin Franklin
- Synchysis: interlocked word order.
- *aurea purpuream subnectit fibula vestem Vergil, Aeneid 4.139
- Synecdoche: understanding one thing with another; the use of a part for the whole, or the whole for the part. (A form of metonymy.)
- *Give us this day our daily bread. Matthew 6
- *I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. T. S. Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"
- *The U.S. won three gold medals. (Instead of, The members of the U.S. boxing team won three gold medals.)
- Synesis (=constructio ad sensum): the agreement of words according to logic, and not by the grammatical form; a kind of anacoluthon.
- *For the wages of sin is death. Romans 6
- *Then Philip went down to the city of Samaria, and preached Christ unto them. Acts 6
- Tautology: repetition of an idea in a different word, phrase, or sentence.
- *With malice toward none, with charity for all. Lincoln, Second Inaugural
- Zeugma: two different words linked to a verb or an adjective which is strictly appropriate to only one of them.
- *Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
- *Longa tibi exsilia et vastum maris aequor arandum. Vergil, Aeneid
2.21.2011
The Little Match Girl
Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street, because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast.
One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold. She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no one had given her a single farthing.
She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing!
The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.
In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other, she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled, even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.
Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!" how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already stretched out her feet to warm them too; but--the small flame went out, the stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.
She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl; when--the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.
Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her. The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when--the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.
"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.
She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the lustre there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression of love.
"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they were with God.
But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year.
One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold. She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no one had given her a single farthing.
She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing!
The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.
In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other, she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled, even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.
Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!" how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already stretched out her feet to warm them too; but--the small flame went out, the stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.
She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl; when--the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.
Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her. The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when--the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.
"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.
She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the lustre there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression of love.
"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they were with God.
But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year.
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