Word: grasps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...southwest. Ahead of the Germans lay the fabulous Baku oilfields. To win them the Nazis would not only have to complete the job of cutting off the southern lines of resistance, but cross the formidable Caucasus mountains. But if they took Stalingrad, now 75 miles beyond their grasp, the hardest part of the task would be done...
...fabulous Stalin prize and was called by "Pravda" -- "the greatest musical composition of 1940." On the other hand, Haggin of the "Nation" dubbed it fluent nonsense, so you can take your choice. Whatever its ultimate musical value, it is well worth hearing, and probably easier to grasp at first listening than the Brahms. The Quintet is, on the whole, lighter and less tense than its predecessor, the Fifth Symphony, and it is laced with the familiar Shostakovitch devices of modal harmony, folk melody, and unusual percussive effects. The performers are members of Dr. Koussevitsky's faculty at Tanglewood, with Malcolm...
...would answer Molotov, the world had to wait. But Churchill's sudden visit to the U.S., Molotov's grave words and the graver threat to Russia (see p. 21), all the crowding crises of last week hammered home a fact so simple that it was hard to grasp. In World War II there are no separate fronts. There are only sectors of one world-belting front. Mr. Molotov's cry for a fresh sector in Europe had to be balanced against cries from Chungking (see p. 25); against the threat looming from the Aleutians...
...peculiar task of the undergraduate school is to give that sort of general training which is a pre-requisite to successful advanced work in any special field. This liberal arts training should help men to see where they are going before they start out, it should give them a grasp of broad principles which can keep them from bogging down in details, and it should prepare them for the tremendous work of reconstruction when the war is over...
...gallows. "The tones seemed somewhat discordant and yet there was harmony in it. Their bodies swayed to and fro and their every limb seemed to be keeping time. The drop trembled and shook as if all were dancing. The most touching scene on the drop was their attempts to grasp each other's hands, fettered as they were. . . . Three and four in a row were hand in hand swaying up and down with the rise and fall of their voices. One old man reached out on each side but could not grasp a hand. His struggles were piteous...