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Twelfth Night (by William Shakespeare; produced by Roger Stevens) has its immortal virtues-speeches filled with fragrance, bewitching songs. In Viola it has a charming heroine; in Malvolio, "sick of self-love," a monumental pompous ass. To him, as a huffing spoilsport, is addressed one of Shakespeare's crispest queries: "Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?" To him, by a frisking clown, is tossed some of Shakespeare's tersest wisdom: "There is no darkness but ignorance." And nowhere more than in Twelfth Night can a lovely moment suddenly leap...
Some of his crispest observations are leveled at the political nature of the Greek people. Writes Lancaster: "In a country where everyone from the shoeshine boy ... to the cotton millionaire . . . regards himself, quite rightly, as uncommon and unique, the coming of the century of the common man is likely to be indefinitely postponed...
Tactics & Strategy. George Marshall drove himself and his colleagues hard. One incident was typical. Bevin suggested that the deputies for Austria be asked to submit their report. Molotov objected: "The Austrian deputies may not be prepared to report on such short notice." Whereupon Marshall snapped in his crispest military tone: "The American deputy will be ready." Half an hour later, the American deputy (General Mark Clark) was told at his hotel to make a progress report next day. Cried he, aghast: "We made a report on London. You mean progress here?" Then he stalked off to write a report...
...almost metronomic precision, the Dewey train clacked West. It arrived late only once (Des Moines); if it was ahead of time, it loitered in the yards so as to arrive in town on the very pin point of schedule. The advance of the train was prepared for with the crispest American efficiency. This at first bored, then interested, then absorbed the 63 newsmen on the train...
...savvy, it's youth that has the oomph. Pretty, dusky Nightclub Performer Hazel Scott tosses tunes from one end of the piano to the other in a dazzling succession of tempos and keys; and Paul Draper, least typical and most aristocratic of tap dancers, performs in his crispest and most brilliant style...