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Word: greys (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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When a parade of singing university students swung by in the rhythmic, conga-like step of the peasant yangko dance, a grey-gowned merchant said: "It is good it came so peacefully, but now we must see, we must wait...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CHINA: The Communists Have Come | 6/6/1949 | See Source »

Preceded by a modest automobile escort, it came at last down streets reverberating with banzais. At one place the crowd made a quick spontaneous rush from the curb, almost surrounding the imperial car. Nodding happily to them and waving his shapeless grey hat with the flourish of an old campaigner, Hirohito looked more like a successful and extroverted political leader than the scared sovereign...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAPAN: The Broom | 6/6/1949 | See Source »

Parents smilingly held children up to see him; schoolgirls giggled nervously. A middle-aged man in a grey kimono lustily waved a frayed pith helmet, a relic of the army's Pacific salad days, while tears coursed from his eyes. A gnarled old woman stared fixedly, saying over & over in a choked voice, "li des-it is good." The react! ~n. had been the same in farming villages, coal mines, industrial areas-wherever the glossy, chrysanthemum-decked imperial train chugged...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAPAN: The Broom | 6/6/1949 | See Source »

...ever an unusual figure -an educator who never claimed to be learned, seldom had time to read, still spoke with a Yankee twang. Old boys and townspeople remembered him jingling to school on snowy days in his horse-drawn sleigh, or shuffling through the autumn leaves with his worn grey cape blowing behind him. He has long kept office at a big desk in the hallway of the main building, where boys can stop and chat between classes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Massachusetts Yankee | 5/30/1949 | See Source »

...Eliot has had a vision, as is well known, of 'the cactus land,' of a parched, desertic world-not of a dark so much as of an ash-grey age-in which the springs of life dried. In painting Mr. Eliot it has been my endeavor to convey . . . some vestige of all that. So you will see in his mask, drained of too hearty blood, a gazing strain, a patient contraction, the body slightly tilted (in the immaculate armor of sartorial convention) in resigned anticipation of the worst...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: White Fire | 5/30/1949 | See Source »

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