Word: forlorned
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...just such forlorn human beings whom Abraham Lincoln, the greatest of presidential pardoners, could not resist. Lincoln believed in a stern divine justice, yet time and again during the Civil War he exasperated his generals by pardoning boys who faced execution for such capital crimes as sleeping on sentry duty or even desertion. But Lincoln's pardons were often just commutations of death sentences, not passports to complete freedom; offenders could still find themselves at hard labor on the dread Dry Tortugas. Ford's pardon of Nixon may stem from similar motives of compassion, but it is hardly the same...
...Shakespeare Theater at Stratford, Conn, to vary its productions between the barely adequate and the eminently atrocious. It is just the sloppy custom of the place. The sad truth is that a merely average revival of a classic, whether by Shakespeare or some other great playwright, leaves only the forlorn impression of a weighted balloon. It takes superior acting, direction and a current of passion and imagination to raise it gloriously aloft. Stratford opened its 20th season with two grounded balloons, Twelfth Night and Romeo and Juliet...
...they can't reach him. The klepto is too used to stealing affection and cowering with it: the gruff backslaps only make him smile a dreamy and faraway gulp that's almost the choke of a sob. Randy Quaid's performance catches the whippedcur look perfectly, shoulders hunched and forlorn...
...detail and fuse broad patches of light and shade. They don't intend to document, just coax an emotional response. She did a series on motherhood, in which titles were appended as interpretations. For example, "Blessed Art Thou Among Women," and "The War Widow." The latter depicts a lank, forlorn woman with a child raised against her shoulder, her flat white gown leaping from deep shadow...
...lifelong Chicagoan, Greeley, at 45, feels like an outcast from the city's academia and his diocese. Perhaps too melodramatically, given his loyal circle of friends, he sees himself as a "lonely" and "marginal" priest. But he hardly seems forlorn. In warm months, he shuttles in his Volkswagen between his gloomy Victorian room in the city and a rambling old beach house in Grand Beach, Mich., where he keeps a small sailboat, scuba gear and water skis. Beyond that, there is the puckish Greeley to cheer the melancholy Greeley up: "The only time I really feel lonely is when...