Word: gladdens
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...past three months, however, have not been altogether reassuring. The most disturbing slips from the true faith have been concessions to the privileged that gladden hearts in Wall Street and business, constituencies that true populists can never hope to win. Given more time and experience, he may compensate for those defections. He does not seem to be a slow learner...
...could have been, scarcely a decade ago, a pious Roman Catholic Mass, just the sort of loyal demonstration to gladden the heart of a Pope distressed by the faithlessness of the modern world. The worshipers had come early to the auditorium in the northern French city of Lille; while a choir chanted medieval Latin hymns, the congregation quickly filled 5,700 seats and spilled out into the aisles. Then the celebrant of the Mass entered, a pink-cheeked, white-haired priest who moved solemnly up the aisle behind a quartet of acolytes bearing lighted candles...
...find a new program, to build national community, and to develop some common moral language is not guaranteed to produce good people. Such activities will not eliminate evil, bring about personal moral regeneration, save souls, gladden all sad hearts or bring in the kingdom of God, Utopia or even certainty. They will not remove all citizens' nostalgia for the simpler life, for the less visible and less jarring pluralism of colonial times. But they could contribute to the process by which, after two centuries, Americans could again seek to be "a reformed and happy people." For the moment, though...
...Catcher in the Rye. Still another Boston locution is the proliferation of the word "there," uttered as often and as meaninglessly as "well" elsewhere in the U.S. To wit: "When he was in Billerica the last time there," or, "So this broad hollers at me there." It would gladden the heart of Gertrude Stein there...
...countess jaunted about in her sole remaining Horch-Pullman, her feudal subjects tried to gladden her heart by tugging their forelocks and putting on displays of their simple country pastimes, such as munching sausages, guzzling beer and blowing flugelhorns. To no avail. The countess subliminally yearned for some wunder-myth of a man who would kiss the castle back to life-with money-so that she could re-enter it in grand style and give way to those mad, scandalous fantasies that constantly invaded her mind, such as gorging on imported strawberries...