Word: armours
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...remarked on everything from the character of Richard II ("nota for flat-erye & wanton & voluptuose pleasure") to the "names of sondry pieces of armour." He was, like Shakespeare, intensely nationalistic ("note the kowardyce of the frenche men"), sympathetic to Catholicism ("here," he wrote alongside one of Halle's anti-Catholic outbursts, "he begynneth to rayle"), and above all else, interested in the turn of phrase. Time and time again, Keen found his echo in Shakespeare's historical plays. Samples...
Among the antitrust suits left over by the Truman Administration was one filed in 1948 against the meat industry's big four-Armour, Swift, Wilson and Cudahy. Charging them with monopolistic practices dating back to 1893, the Justice Department wanted to break the companies up into 14 separate firms. But when a Federal District judge banned any evidence before 1930, the meat was gone from the meatpacker case, and the Democrats left it in a sort of legal limbo for the Republicans...
...letter did not mention Senator McCarthy's name but it was obviously an attack on his methods and philosophy and those of the State Department's Security Administrator, Scott McCleod. It was signed by Norman Armour, onetime Ambassador to Spain; Joseph C. Grew, pre-World War II Ambassador to Japan; William Phillips, ex-Ambassador to Italy; Robert Woods Bliss, former Ambassador to Argentina; and G. Rowland Shaw, former Assistant Secretary of State. (Eld er Statesmen Grew and Armour were recently asked by Secretary of State Dulles to make recommendations for the improvement of the Foreign Service.) "Recently...
...Jean's parents, while taking a dim view of a pregnant daughter, took an even dimmer one of the fledgling poet, and said no to a marriage. Fuming with hurt pride, Burns delivered a round, ranting curse on Mrs. Armour to a friend: "May all the Furies . . . await the old harridan . . . May Hell string the arm of Death to throw the fatal dart, and . . . rouse the infernal flames to welcome her approach!" Then he added cautiously: "For Heaven's sake, burn this letter," as if suspecting that within two years she would be his mother...
Burns made Jean Armour a mother again, and this time her parents were only too eager to insist on a match. In the spring of 1788 they were married, but they did not live happily ever after. For one thing, Burns had reservations about the earthiness of his Jean: "Mrs. Burns is getting stout again, & laid as lustily about her today at breakfast as a Reaper from the corn-ridge...