Word: graved
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...addition to the classical writings, much of what is known about the ancient Celts comes from the medieval Irish monks who lovingly transcribed the oral tradition of their ancestors. Firsthand evidence of Celtic accomplishments is more elusive. It is derived largely from ancient grave sites, many of which were ravaged by plunderers. Thus, a year ago, when farmers in the village of Hochdorf, 16 km (10 miles) northwest of Stuttgart, began plowing up curious stones that had clearly been assembled at the site in ancient times, archaeologists quickly converged on the scene. What they uncovered was the collapsed remnant...
...planning to live with a stigma I don't deserve," declared Michaelides. "My goal is restoration of my name, and the return of the objects taken from me, and permanent disassociation from the pure maliciousness that prompted the accusations." At Staunton Hill, meanwhile, Sasha's grave is empty. Her body was exhumed late last year for an autopsy, after which her remains were cremated and buried in Maryland near her father's grave. The romantic headstone originally provided by Michaelides has been thrown away...
...gifted German director Rainer Werner Fassbinder hired Playwright Tom Stoppard, author of that Nabokovian whimsy Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, to adapt Despair for the screen. Except for one grave lapse, he has done so effectively and with suitable reverence, and Fassbinder has assembled a first-rate cast...
...wail like a sea storm turned the Espace briefly into a heaving ship. Annoyed, Boulez turned quickly to four more practical demonstrations. By altering the configuration of the panels, the same passage of music could be made to sound dry (with no reverberance) or resonant, bright or grave (accenting the deep tones). The differences were dramatic, and the audience was enthralled. Boulez realized he had a star on his hands. "It reminds me," he said, "of a little boy who is taken to a wonderful play that happened to be presented on a revolving stage...
...stood behind Father Mulcahy and concentrated on the way his pink skull showed through his white hair... I stood near my father's grave, my black heels cutting holes in the grass. I kissed and was kissed; I answered people's expressions of grief with coos and cluckings, animal noises, which seemed at the time the only appropriate response. They had buried my father; I would never see him again. That I continued to breathe air surprised me. Walking past the statues of St. Michael and St. Gabriel, the archangels, I felt light...