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...present. "There are only one or two poets, Robert Frost and possibly Ogden Nash, who are making a living out of it," Untermeyer complained to Columnist Art Buchwald. "The rest of us have to teach, write books, compose anthologies ... A poet can't even starve in a garret these days because garrets now are too expensive . . . There is less hospitality for a poet than there ever has been before. The mediums for entertainment are so much faster ... I think there will be fewer poets, but better ones. You're going to have to be extra good to survive...
Actually, it took Johnson a good deal longer than he thought. For nine years, balanced precariously in a chair with only three legs, he worked at his word lists in the garret of his Gough Square house. At first he had a lofty ambition: not only to rid the language of impurities, but to fix it permanently. "Our language," he wrote. "for almost a century, has, by the concurrence of many causes, been gradually departing from its original Teutonick character, and deviating towards a Gallick structure and phraseology, from which it ought to be our endeavour to recal...
...Deluge. What came was the crash of Dienbienphu. During that decisive battle, Diem discerned that his time to serve might be at hand. He quit the monastery and moved into a garret in Paris. The French, in part because they needed someone on whom to unload catastrophe, offered Diem the Viet Nam premiership, with their first acceptable promise of independence. On June 15, 1954, Ngo Dinh Diem took the job and headed back to Saigon. "We don't know where we're going," said one of his aides, contemplating chaos, "but the captain is reliable and our boat...
...died in 1840 of paresis. In the film Brummell is at one moment a fribble fellow who orders his dressing gown to match his sheets and his boots buffed with champagne. Or again, he is the glorious adventurer. At the end of the picture, he dies in a Calais garret, with the King at his side, of a genteel consumption taken, as he says, when he "shared a carriage with a damp stranger...
...years while waiting for the right tune. Promoter Densmore went into debt, slept in a garret, wore shabby clothes and often lived on apples and soda crackers. During that time, he prodded Sholes into turning out machine after machine. When Densmore got a new model, he gave it to a compliant friend with precise instructions: "Give it a good thrashing. Find out its weak spots . . . Sholes is sick of experimenting, but I am going [to] make the thing work or pound the hell...