Word: deepful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...first time in ten years, Britain's Royal Academy held a banquet last week to celebrate the opening of its annual summer show, and broadcast the traditionally stately doings over BBC. Amid the clinking of port glasses and the deep, decorous buzz of voices, radio listeners heard the sonorous accents of the toastmaster calling upon His Grace the Archbishop of Canterbury and others for appropriate little speeches. At last, R.A. President Sir Alfred Munnings rose to speak, and almost broke up the party...
...must have died instantly," Dodge said this afternoon in describing the rescue. "There was a deep cut over his left eye and the scalp was torn...
...been reasonably fertile, if we had had a 10% increase per generation, we would now have-unless my slide rule slipped-a population as densely packed as this auditorium, leaving out the aisles. It would cover the entire earth, deserts and oceans 15 layers deep...
...admired object was the Portland Vase, a ten-inch-high urn of deep blue glass, decorated with white cameo figures of Peleus and Thetis. According to common, if unproved, legend, it was supposed to have come from the sarcophagus of the 3rd Century Roman Emperor Alexander Severus and to have once contained his ashes. Sir William Hamilton, otherwise known to history as the husband of Horatio Nelson's mistress, Emma, had brought it to England in 1770. Josiah Wedgwood had copied it, the Duchess of Portland had bought it (whence its present name), and her son had handed...
...Augustine's premise: "I think, therefore I am." Sartre's fundamental observation, an overstatement of something found in the writings of Kierkegaard and the German existentialist, Heidegger, may be paraphrased as "I exist and find it sickening." The experience recounted in Nausea is one of deep physical and metaphysical horror, well beyond the ennui, already sufficiently sick, that such French post-romantic writers as Baudelaire liked to wallow...