Word: bowness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...treat Patient as if he were as ignorant of all anatomical knowledge as a child of four." He will, for example, "refer to the blood corpuscles as 'the white fellows and the red chaps,' " and will inquire of a constipated lady patient: "How are the bow-wows this morning?" An effective way to reduce such nonsense before it starts, Potter advised, is to cast doubt on the doctor's professionalism: "I am, I suppose, right in calling you Doctor...
...point of boredom, Yankee Clipper dropped into the choppy Pacific 405 miles southeast of American Samoa-exactly 10 days 4 hr. and 36 min. after its lightning-marred launch from Cape Kennedy. The landing was only 13 seconds off schedule and only 2.6 miles from its target near the bow of the Hornet. Even so, there was a moment of tension. Drifting down under its three big orange-and-white chutes in full view of a worldwide TV audience, Yankee Clipper suddenly seemed to be billowing smoke-a sight that was ominously reminiscent of the fatal Apollo fire...
...bemused disconsolation into the song's eternal situation of calumniating fate. "Dazed and Confused" deals with incoherent man in the face of a latter-day Cressida. After a sufficiently stunned introduction of echoing vibrato notes, the organizing riff enters. Page amuses himself by playing his guitar with a violin bow and follows this with the most involved solo of the album. After this the song dutifully falls apart, the lover, eyeless in Gaza, presumably reduced to tatters. "How Many More Times" is unduplicable for sustained, accumulating force throughout four distinct sections. Plant uses his "soaring eagle heartbroken blues" voice, bringing...
...many of the more controversial proselytes for both schools were either editors or regular contributors at the time. Looking back on it all, on James Agee's parody of the Saturday Review. on The Advocate's politics in 1938 when they issued a ballot in Latin from their Bow Street offices, on the memoirs of Eliot haunting the Sanctum with his fin-de-siecle mannerisms, it seems as if this history has been severed from the present. Too much that is heretical has happened since that other age, and it is enough that literature should continue to be possible...
Like Robert Lowell, Bly sensed that what America had come to was inevitable, because of what it had been, a "torpid land" where "The stones bow as the saddened armies pass...