Word: blende
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...arrogant self-pity, the horribly magnanimous sentimentality, the incontinent irony, of which extreme youth is capable. At their best, they had the Roman stoicism and the Athenian sentience which are sometimes the glory of the very fine-souled when they are very young. In most of his verse their blend is irreducible, but it is fertilized by a minor yet miraculous poetic gift...
...Huck. It is this incarnation of the U.S. small-town mind at its best-a kind of adult blend of Tom Sawyer's intelligence and Huck Finn's human decency- that gave his life and gives his autobiography its special flavor. Moreover, he possessed as a birthright that ultimate skepticism which is the proportioning power of true wisdom...
...Bang-Up Blend. In Nylstroom, South Africa, a habitual smoker absently dropped a .22 cartridge into his tobacco pouch, later filled and lit his pipe, puffed contentedly until the pipe abruptly and noisily vanished, and a small round hole appeared in the roof...
...first met Stalin accidentally in a Kremlin air raid shelter. Like anyone else, the Premier thawed to the Clark Kerr personality. In the summer months the sporty, informal Scot startled the Russians by dictating reports in the Embassy backyard, stripped to the waist. But they understood and admired his blend of closemouthed diplomacy and forthright candor. In the recent negotiations over broadening the Rumanian Government, Clark Kerr successfully leaped into one of his rare rages as the only means of bringing to heel the Soviet's strong-arm man, Andrei Vishinsky...
...about actresses and the disturbed condition of Balkan affairs. By the time the fatal shot has been fired at Sarajevo, Publisher Reither has found and lost his last and greatest love, and his entire family have fallen victims to their own dreams and to the Empire's infectious blend of sloppiness and pride. The setting is mostly Prague, but Twilight on the Danube is pretty much the same old wiener schnitzel so dear to Central European refugee writers...