Word: agelessly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...serve as a crucial and long-needed link between the communities south of the Charles and the Concord Turnpike, between the northern and southern halves of the western section of the metropolitan district. If you have trouble getting across the Anderson Bridge to the Stadium this afternoon, remember the ageless war cry: "Wait till next year...
When the Reverend Samuel Parris took the ministry of tiny Salem Village in 1689, he brought with him two dark-skinned slaves he had picked up while trading in Barbados. One of the slaves, an ageless woman named Tituba, became the darling of Salem's teen-age girls. In a stern Puritan community that shunned amusement, Tituba's stealthy demonstrations of West Indian voodoo could be wonderfully thrilling. But to children like Betty Parris and her cousin Abigail the shows also brought spasms of guilt, for they were convinced they were trafficking with the devil...
...Wizard of Oz (M-G-M), dusted off and reissued, proves that true wizardry, whether in books or on the screen, is ageless. In the magical land of Oz, nothing changes. As wide-eyed Dorothy, Judy Garland still wanders through an enchanted Technicolored landscape with the Tin Woodsman (Jack Haley), the Scarecrow (Ray Bolger) and the Cowardly Lion (Bert Lahr). The whimsical gaiety, the lighthearted song & dance, the lavish Hollywood sets and costumes are as fresh and beguiling today as they were ten years ago when the picture was first released. Oldsters over ten who have seen it once will...
...million) was everyday Moscow, a slow city, solemn friendly (when its masters permit it) and relatively clean-especially near the center. Dirt increases in direct proportion to distance from the Kremlin. Not even last week's ceremonial ablutions could douse Moscow's habitual smell-a musty and ageless compound of wet plaster, cabbage and inadequately dressed furs. Not even last week's hectic carnival rumpus could exaggerate the Muscovites' devotion to their white-walled, golden-headed city...
...Where are ye going?" said a voice with a strong Scotch accent. I stopped and looked. . . . On one of the rocks sat a very tall man, almost a giant, with a flowing beard. . . . Here was an enthroned and shining god, whose ageless spirit weighed upon mine like a burden of solid gold: and yet, at the very same moment, here was an old, weather-beaten man, one who might have been a shepherd...