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"Line-Up for Yesterday: An ABC of Baseball Immortals" is a poem written by Ogden Nash for the January 1949 issue of SPORT Magazine.In the poem, Nash dedicates each letter of the alphabet to a legendary Major League Baseball player.
Such was the popular mood (remember the queues across the bridges near Westminster Abbey) that the words of the poem, so plain as scarcely to be poetic, seemed to strike a chord. Not since Auden 's ' Stop All the Clocks ' in the film Four Weddings and a Funeral had a piece of funerary verse made such an impression on the nation.
"Yesterday's the past, tomorrow's the future, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present." — Bil Keane "It always seems impossible until it's done." — Nelson Mandela
She had a really smart and famous quot: "The clock is running. Make the most of today. Time waits for no man. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it is called the present." from the book: 'Sun Dials and Roses of Yesterday'. I think it will be reasonable to add this quote somewhere in the page. Or in ...
Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle... and other Modern Verse is a Lewis Carroll Shelf Award-winning [1] anthology of poetry edited by Stephen Dunning, Edward Lueders and Hugh Smith. Compiled in an effort to present modern poetry in a way that would appeal to the young, Watermelon Pickle was long a standard in high school curricula, [ 2 ...
McCartney said he had a few of those moments, which would seem harmless to his fans but that he still regretted: “They’re little things, but they’re little things that I just think, ‘If I ...
The poem is about the father/son relationship – recalling the poet's memories of his father, realizing that despite the distance between them there was a kind of love, real and intangible, shown by the father's efforts to improve his son's life, rather than by gifts or demonstrative affection.
The play was performed in 1910, and the poem was first published as "Antigonish" in 1922. Yesterday upon the stair I met a man who wasn’t there He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away When I came home last night at three The man was waiting there for me But when I looked around the hall I couldn’t see him there at all!