Word: bitterness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Lyles spoke so quietly, so politely, so circumspectly, that none present quite realized what bitter things he was saying until he was nearly done. None thought to take his words down verbatim, yet as he finished they realized that he had pronounced a judgment as scornful as it was scathing upon a white man who is popularly supposed to be loved by Negroes- Author Carl Van Vechten of Nigger Heaven, long a cat-fancier but lately a collector as well of Negro art, a patron of Negro poets, a frequenter of Harlem cabarets and apartments...
...triumph over the Worcester eleven being taken for granted at the beginning of each football season. But in 1920 and again in 1921 Holy Cross teams came to the Stadium which were about a match for the best the University had and which surrendered after both of the two bitter battles by a scant three point margin...
...through the dark woods one night, hears Pheasant and Eden together, goes to tell Piers. Then Pheasant runs away to her father's house, until Renny and Piers go to bring her back to Jalna. Eden, too, flees the cold forests and the scornful, narrow fields of his bitter home. Alayne plans to return to New York and her old work, where one hopes that Renny will be her companion. Meg, the peg that holds the last of the story together, stops shuddering at the sins of Maurice...
These events were bitter pills for the Hungarian monarchists. Legitimists flocked to the Opposition; moderates became reactionaries; even Socialists were swayed to monarchism; the onetime Emperor became almost a martyr and his little son, "King" Otto, became a national idol. Count Albert Apponyi was one of the last Hungarian statesmen to see his rightful King alive. Said he once: "I shall never forget the shame of visiting His Majesty at the abbey at Tihany [where he was temporarily imprisoned by Hungarian troops prior to his delivery to the British]. If I had never been a monarchist before, I should have...
Thus ends the play. In the intervening hour or so is spun the bitter story of a planter's lonely wife on the Malay Peninsula. There is no moral pointed, except perhaps that love sometimes dies young and for no reason. Leslie Crosbie was not a wholly vicious woman. Throughout the story, which ends in her confession that she shot her lover Hammond because he was living with a Chinese woman, she strangles truth lest her husband find out her guilt and the discovery break his heart. After the first few moments her every move is to spare from...