Word: browed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...first time in my life I saw the pictured face of Eugene O'Neill: on my writing table was a . . . portrait of Andreyev. I placed my hand over the lower part of O'Neill's face, and our Leonid's eyes confronted me, his fine brow and wave of dark hair (tidier, though). As to my hopeful expectation regarding TIME it is more than satisfied...
...roamed the streets all night, fear wrapping cold fingers about my brow and the cold sweat on my heart. But with morning came relief. At that time I remembered suddenly, they were filling in the last of the made land in the Back Bay. I got a special interview with the Mayor, and he ordered a fleet of dump carts to leave for Cambridge, with me as pilot...
Ridiculous. The girl was no....ahem..."flapper". Those clear eyes were to transparently frank to habour double meanings, or shall we call it double entente? Was she a philosopher?....Did that noble brow shield an intellect comparable to her outward beauty?..Was this her philosophy of life...
Silence. Comrade Litvinov, concluding his speech, offers the Soviet proposal in the form of a motion. . . . Silence. . . . The motion is not seconded. . . . Litvinov stands for a long minute, lips pursed, brow furrowed, interrogative. . . .Then the League gentlemen vent their feelings by adjourning for luncheon...
...Your touch is beautiful, Alf. . . . .Is it hard to play for a beginner, or was it just instinctive with you? . . . Alf, you never told us that you were musically inclined! . . . " To these questions, "Alf" answered not a word. he brushed a long, curly lock of his hair from his brow, smiled stupidly, and played, "Roamin' in the Gloamin' " on his fake accordion...