Word: flesh
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...world's people" know what Quakers are up to when they sit, hands folded patiently, in hour-long silence. They are listening, as some Friends say, "in the silence of all flesh." For central to the Quaker view is the belief that man is a moral ruin, that only in the silent suspension of man's common activities can God "work in and direct the soul" as "by an invasion, a breaking in, a prevailing of the Divine...
...Glee Club opened the concert with the singing of Handel's "Lot the Celestial Concerts All Unite," accompanied by Caldwell Titcomb '47 at the piano. Paul Tibbetts '45, baritone, sang a solo, "Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silent." Later in the program, the Radcliffe group joined with the Glee Club in singing several numbers, including some Latin American selections. At the conclusion of the Yard "sing," the audience joined with the two musical groups in singing several of the College songs...
...seven weeks, the Red and Nazi master players feinted, traded pawns, moved flesh-and-steel chessmen across Russia's vast chessboard. For seven weeks, in a desperate effort to fathom each other's strategy, they pored over maps, battle reports, messages from spies and scouts. Last week both knew: the Russians had outguessed and outplayed their...
...number, "Gentle Johnny", and English folk song arranged for men's chorus, the tone was much better and the meaning of each line came out with the expressiveness, characteristic of the English type of melody. The best, however, of the first half of the program was "Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence", and old French melody arranged for chorus by Gustav Holst. Paul Tibbetts '44, sang the baritone solo with admirable power and expression, despite the dissonant piano accompaniment...
...months in the Hollywood home of an actress, an old friend, and learns that he cannot write a play. His elder son, Jim, quits Harvard to join the army and marry a girl Madge does not approve. But on these bare bones Marquand has molded the flesh of Jeffrey Wilson's memories, turns them into vivid, detailed, often moving episodic stories. So skilfully does Marquand recapture the mood of middle-class U.S. life during the last 35 years that most readers will overlook the artificiality of the flashback technique...