Word: englishman
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...wrote of Churchill, Man of the Vear, in the Jan. 6 issue of TIME, is also a great master of words. As an Irishman, having long heard that England could fight to the last Irishman, I must now say that it can also fight to the last Englishman. A champion is never an accident-for long-said Frank Moran to me-one of the great bruisers of his era. I fully realize that there are those who say that Churchill represents a dying social system. If that is true, he still knows how to hold his hands...
...they went to one of Reykjavik's three dance halls, the girls would consent to dance with them, but would not be escorted home by them. If a girl were in discreet enough to accept an Englishman, she would have all her hair shaved off, like Maria in For Whom the Bell Tolls...
...Year Churchill does not stand alone. Neither does Runner-up Hitler. Beside and behind Hitler stand the German armed forces, the superbly destructive machine fashioned by Goring, Brauchitsch, Raeder and hundreds of others. Beside and behind Churchill stands a very small man multiplied a millionfold. He is just an Englishman. He was born in the country, or in one of the big cities of the Midlands, or in a grey house in a London suburb. The hands that reared him were hard. His food was tepid or cold: butter and bread, jam and strong black tea, mutton and what...
...Their Finest Hour." Great history makes great literature. Seven years after the Spanish Armada an Englishman wrote: This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands; This blessed plot, this earth, this...
Wodehouse has been at it almost since Queen Victoria died, does not quite remember whether he has written 40 or 50 books. He is always just the same, usually just as good. Some critics attribute this titillating timelessness to the fact that he has raised the stage Englishman to the dignity of literature. Others have called him an acute social critic, professing to see the blunderings of Munich foreshadowed in the maunderings of Bertie Wooster...