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Updated: June 14, 2025
Auf wiedersehen!" As Thayer went out into the sunshine, the glitter and the brightness of it all, of the day and of the future, dazzled him and made him afraid. Then of a sudden the blood of the Thayers, in abeyance during those mad, sad, glad years of study and of striving, asserted itself again.
"If we are both going in the same direction we needn't say good-by," she said hastily, giving him her hand at parting. "Let it be auf wiedersehen." Then the clang of the closing tonneau door and the outgoing rush of the big car coincided so accurately that Blount had to spring nimbly aside to save himself from being run down.
Paul had often hung about the hotel, watching the people go in and out, longing to enter and leave school-masters and dull care behind him for ever. At last the singer came out, accompanied by the conductor, who helped her into her carriage and closed the door with a cordial auf wiedersehen, which set Paul to wondering whether she were not an old sweetheart of his.
I will relieve guard, Erica. Is your article ready?" "Not quite," she replied, pausing to arrange Haeberlein's pillows while her father raised him. "Thank you, little Herzblattchen," he said, stroking her cheek, "auf wiedersehen." "Auf wiedersehen," she replied brightly and, gathering up some papers, ran downstairs to finish her work for the "Daily Review."
Auf wiedersehen, Jean Castel. Your forefathers were French, but you are German, good German, and I wish you well." Lieutenant Schmidt's cheeks were very red just then, not altogether with the cold, and his benevolence had extended to the whole world, including the French and English, whom he must fight regretfully.
We shall have a storm," he said, looking up to the sky. "Adieu. Auf Wiedersehen!" "I wish we had not to stay another night here," I said. "Still, to-morrow morning will soon come." We spent the day as best we could. There was literally nothing to see, nowhere to go, except back into the forest whence we had come.
"They require your undivided attention?" mildly. "I quite understand Ludwig." Their eyes met, then Miller turned on his heel. "Auf wiedersehen" he exclaimed under his breath, and the waiter's stolid expression changed to one of relief. Miller, who had checked his overcoat and hat before entering the dining-room, wasted no time but entered a public telephone booth.
After the applause had subsided and a response had been made by one of the passengers, the orchestra played as a finale Liebe's "Auf Wiedersehen." Then we, after securing pencil and paper, hastened to join the crowd around the bulletin board to make notes of the directions for the trip into Spain.
I had myself never been a great reader of his poetry, when I met him, though when I was a boy of ten years I had heard my father repeat passages from the Biglow Papers against war and slavery and the war for slavery upon Mexico, and later I had read those criticisms of English poetry, and I knew Sir Launfal must be Lowell in some sort; but my love for him as a poet was chiefly centred in my love for his tender rhyme, 'Auf Wiedersehen', which I can not yet read without something of the young pathos it first stirred in me.
The close-fist of a Peter Hildesmuller! some day I shall with a big club pound that man's dummkopf all in and out the town. Perhaps in this letter Lena will say that she is yet feeling better. So, her mamma will be glad. /Auf wiedersehen/, Herr Ballinger your feets will take cold out in the night air." "So long, Fritzy," said old man Ballinger. "You got a nice cool night for your drive."
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