Word: delights
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Fritz G. A. Eager then read the Class Poem, an original work of eloquence and insight. He in turn was followed by the Ivy Orator, Thomas J. Babe, Jr. Babe, to the delight of his audience, discussed at length the place of the "Wonk" at Harvard. Citing a wide range of authorities, including the Yale Program for the Advancement of Adult Propensities and Plato's Wonk, Babe urged kindness and understanding for the "wonk" and called on those present to regard him with tolerance if not affection. Do not pass a wonk, he pleaded movingly, without saying, "There, wonk...
...Tigar plays the Warriors neighbor--an old fishwife of a man--and he is in his element. His senile craftiness is equalled only by his engagingly simpleminded delight in the machinations of others...
...Happening of his own ready to fit the occasion. The hall was aswim with students, colleagues and devotees as Milhaud conducted the first performance of the 401st composition of his long career-a Suite de Quatrains for seven instruments and the speaking voice of his wife Madeleine. To the delight of the admiring audience, the Suite turned out to be a "chance" work, in which all seven players were free to find their own tempos and moods while Milhaud sat by in his wheelchair to draw them into occasional togetherness with a stiff little sweep of his baton...
Kazantzakis takes a poet's delight in the beauties of the ancient Orient. In Peking, he lovingly explores every crevice of crumbling palaces. "Praised be luxury," he cries, "superfluous luxury, the peacock's plume! That is what civilization is: to feel that luxury is as indispensable as bread." But the Chinese are embarrassed by their past and consider it fit only for tourists. They scoff at Kazantzakis' bourgeois concern for beauty. "I hate beauty because it dries up hearts," a Chinese tells him. "Your heart, so tender in appearance, is dry and cruel, like the hearts...
...formed up in Republic Square, where President Gamal Abdel Nasser mounted the dais, advanced to a battery of microphones and cried: "O Men! Faithful sons of your nation, image of its heroes, vanguard of its march to freedom, socialism and unity, you have witnessed on your way here the delight of your nation over your victorious return!" The soldiers clearly shared the nation's delight, for even Egypt's poverty-stricken villages would look good after the harsh wilderness of Yemen...