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...daughter's history schoolbook, a 38-year-old Irish building contractor set out to search for buried trea sure in County Tipperary. Near the town of Killenaule, not far from the ruins of sev eral medieval monasteries, and barely a foot below the surface of a bog, he made an astonishing discovery: a complete set of Communion vessels dating from the 8th or early 9th century. The choicest piece was a two-handled silver chalice, 8 in. high and ornamented with gold filigree and amber studs. With it, the contractor found a matching silver tray, called a paten...
Arts on the Line suffers the flaws inherent in any guinea pig planning project, and formidable economic and bureaucratic obstacles promise to bog down subsequent programs elsewhere. Yet there is something contagiously exciting about relating Art to Life. I'd like to be around when this funky new stuff gets moved into the T stops. I can't say I'd want to stare at those cows every day, but these people are on to something...
...face up to the dilema of being an artist. His is not an easy life; some of the violent incidents from life in Belfast still linger in his head, coiling around that field where he cultivates his poetry. But in Field Work, Seamus Heaney advances beyond the political bog. His acres breathe, and his road steam...
...President began his remarks in Polish: "Niech bedzie Bog pochwalony!" Then he added the translation: "May God be praised!" Carefully noting the American tradition of separation of church and state, Carter also lauded John Paul: "You have moved among us as a champion of dignity and decency for every human being, and as a pilgrim for peace among nations. You have offered us your love, and we as individuals are heartened by it. You can be sure, Pope John Paul, that the people of America return your love." At that, John Paul clasped his hands and quickly touched his heart...
DIDION'S SENSITIVITY--the very quality that powers her writing--defeats her in the end. She is mired in an emotional bog; the weight of her evocative detail does not allow her to stand back and assess the images she conjures. The White Album's collection of little insights does not add up to one bit one. Didion writes about an intensely debated, copiously documented period, but she doesn't try to impose any order on the chaos. Didion cannot ultimately discipline her own sensitivity, and therein lies the failure of this tightly