A heavy historical treatise about the passing of civilizations, cultures, empires and various philosophical "isms", seen in the light of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, which was set to music, in Mary Hopkins' song "Turn, turn, turn.
The Problem of Pain
...and Other Alliterative Wordplay is a rather gothic collection of poetry underscoring repetitive letters and sounds.
(It's funny you should mention music, @waggawerewolf27, because Heath McNease did a rather catchy song titled The Problem of Pain and now I always 'hear' that phrase to that set of notes. )
Puppy in the Garden
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
A children's book about a young puppy exploring the garden of the house where he lives. He discovers plants and creatures who live and play there.
Last Ditch
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
A tome about what people do as last ditch efforts to save the situation, when all seems lost.
Word to Caesar
@mel (It's funny you should mention music, @waggawerewolf27, because Heath McNease did a rather catchy song titled The Problem of Pain and now I always 'hear' that phrase to that set of notes.
Sorry about that. Not so odd, when yesterday was a one-off public holiday to mourn in Australia & whether at my local church or whether the televised national service in our Federal Parliament, the theme for both thanksgivings for Queen Elizabeth II, happened to be just that Ecclesiastes text. I used to love Mary Hopkins' music, & well knew that Turn, Turn, Turn was based on that text. The old Seeker's song, one of my favourites, which begins When you walk through the storm with your head held high (etc), was also played, & we later learned it was originally one of the songs from Carousel, an old musical, written by Richard Rodgers & Hammerstein.
An in-depth study of the soothsayer's words to Julius Caesar, warning him of trouble ahead on the Ides of March.
The whole thing can be reduced to one 'Word to Caesar', "Beware".
[@waggawerewolf27, that song is 'You'll Never Walk Alone', and it's also beloved of Liverpool Football Club fans (as sung by Gerry and the Pacemakers, in the 60s).]
Words That Circled The World
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
A history of wireless communication — from Marconi's first trans-Atlantic transmission, to the internet.
Testament of Youth
"Now you are a lioness," said Aslan. "And now all Narnia will be renewed."
(Prince Caspian)
[Ooh, I read that on my way home from UK in early 1989, a classic, chose it at a secondhand bookshop, due to its size, for a long flight]
The New Testament given to a girl leaving school gets lost when she travels to her first job. When it finally reaches her, all the people who passed it on have written messages inside the back cover.
The Family From One-End Street
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
The tale of the very boring life of a family living at the end of a cul-de-sac, where no-one interesting ever comes by and nothing exciting ever happens. Will the adventurous youngest daughter ever break free from her family's dead end?
The Borrowers
"Now you are a lioness," said Aslan. "And now all Narnia will be renewed."
(Prince Caspian)
Two bored friends join the local library, and have their lives flooded with colour, story, magic and adventure, as they borrow new books each week.
Digging Up The Past
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
The very long saga of how many archaeologists have sought evidence that the Lost Ark of the Covenant still exists.
The Baron's hostage.
The Baron children survive a weekend with old friends of their parents, by detective work into the age of their host. They name their account the deliberately misleading title, The Barons' Host-age.
Manners Can Be Fun
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
A children's picture book that presents how one should behave in a series of zanier and zanier scenarios (such as, the correct way to ask after a crocodile's health when he announces his intention to eat you).
Mr. Standfast
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay.
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When we were gone astray.
The nickname given to a particularly reliable, militarily minded, highly placed private secretary, of the past century, whose biographer was a colleague who complained he was told so many times to Stand Fast, a term used in Army drills.
The Good Earth.
A science fiction story about a sentient, earth-like planet that actively works to protect its occupants.
The Pickwick Papers
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay.
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When we were gone astray.
A collection of special coloured paper that children in Miss Pickwick's class are allowed to use to copy an extra-good story or poem they have written.
Great Expectations
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."