Word: ever
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...blamed her six-week detention on Ellis Island on a plot "to get even with my husband." But, she added magnanimously, "I won't hold it against the American people, whom I love and admire very much." In fact, she might even be back some day "if ever there's a government which will receive antiFascists as willingly as they accept Fascists...
Judy's ever-restless hands stopped waving. "It's a damn lie," she screamed. Little Archie was on his feet yelling his objections. From the courtroom, the voice of Judy's mother rose in a piercing wail. Judge Albert Reeves threatened to have Mrs. Rebecca Coplon removed and warned her to keep quiet. Kelley's flat voice persisted. Didn't Judy also spend the night of Jan. 8 with Shapiro in Philadelphia? Didn't she spend New Year's Eve with Shapiro "in fornication in an apartment of a friend...
...submarines and numerous shore-based aircraft. Captain Grenfell's account of The Bismarck Episode seemingly leaves the British Admiralty with some explaining to do about the quality of its ship construction and tactics. And while it is highly unlikely that war vessels of the traditional battleship type will ever again be built-at least by any of the Western Powers-it is perhaps just as well that when the husky Bismarck's blueprints turned up among captured war documents, the British Admiralty got them...
...present, including several poems not printed in book form. And though this is not the sense intended, the title is correct about the poems: almost every one of them is complete as a work of art. Moreover, Frost is a complete poet, one of the few who ever stuck it out as such in a tough country for poets. Frost's reputation has been secure for 35 years; he is America's most popular living poet of the first rank; but only lately, and to the keenest readers, has he begun to seem as subtle, as haunting...
Robert Frost was 38 before he ever sat down with another poet to talk about poetry. That was in London; the poet was Ezra Pound; the poetry was Edwin Arlington Robinson's "Miniver Cheevy." "I remember," Frost said many years later, "the pleasure with which Pound and I laughed over the fourth 'thought...