Word: abjectness
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...part by persons to whom you have never spoken, by persons who in your view do not know you, and who get only a general impression of you; but always it is contemporaries whose judgment is formidable and unavoidable. Live now in the fear of that tribunal, --not an abject fear, because independence is an indispensable quality in the honorable man. There is an admirable phrase in the Declaration of Independence, a document which it was the good fashion for the boys of my time to commit to memory. I doubt if that fashion still obtains. Some of our public...
...desk in the Palace of Versailles. Now and then he stretched forth a suede-gloved hand, touched an electric button, growled through tusk-like whiskers at his slinking abject secretary. To the old man came presidents, premiers, ambassadors. . . . Were they never so mighty, his strange greasy mongoloid visage and baleful luminous eyes kindled respect and an instinctive fear. As he rose from his desk, just prior to the signing of the Treaty of Versailles, Premier Clemenceau resembled so vividly a tiger about to spring that many of his associates have since confessed to feeling a twinge of animal terror course...
...carnivore, a night prowler, a fleet traveler on large but silent feet, which raise his snaky chest and belly clear of the ground. He is called "boeaja darat" and "land crocodile" by the Dutch, who have shot him as long as 12 feet. He is an object of abject terror among the island natives because of his habit of devouring his food with ferocious nocturnal noises. He is fairly easy to hunt, being deaf. He is, scientists believe, a cousin of the smaller monitor lizard (ravager of crocodile eggs) which the Smithsonian men hope to get in Africa; that...
There was a ball one night in Washington whither Booth came late. Bessie Hale had dressed especially for him. She was watching, wondering. Meantime she waltzed to dreamy strains with a nice-looking young officer who was also, as many knew, an abject slave to her divinity. This was a tall lad, handsome, courtly. He had begged her hand time and again, receiving her refusals with cheery fortitude. Her parents preferred him to "the player." He used to send her stunning bouquets from the White House conservatory. He was President Lincoln's oldest son, Robert...
...glories, it, has also done something in the opposite direction. From the very magnitude of the evil has sprung a reaction. Numerous indications show that in many colleges many students--both players and non-players--are renouncing the foolish idolatry of the game, and no longer worship in abject humility before the jealous gods of football. This reaction is especially strong at Harvard...