Word: hallelujahs
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...everywhere. The warm summer air was filled with flower petals and ticker tape (a trick the Brazilians learned from watching U.S. newsreels), and the Ficus trees along Rio Branco Avenue looked like maypoles under their drapery of serpentine and confetti. Music-from God Bless America to Handel's "Hallelujah" chorus, with a strong obbligato of carnival songs and sambas-rang out at every corner. Rio throbbed with happy emotion. "It was even bigger than our welcome for the Brazilian troops at the end of the war," said an awed carioca, "except that then there was lots of crying." Said...
...Composer Rodgers who meets the challenge best. With easy versatility, if no great distinction, he has written perky ditties and part songs for children, a lilting quartet for nuns, nice music for folk dancing, nice music for lovemaking, a swelling processional, a kind of hallelujah chorus. But, in general, the show's virtues are marred by its weaknesses. For one thing, Rodgers and Hammerstein do repeat themselves: governess, children and children's papa seem at moments the twins of The King and I. And The Sound of Music suffers badly by comparison, has less swing, less gaiety, less...
...Federation of Rhodesia and Nyasaland, has already picked out a name - Malawi - for an African federation that would include Nyasaland, Tanganyika, Uganda, and parts of Northern Rhodesia, Mozambique, and the Belgian Congo. "We must fill their prisons ," he tells his shrieking followers. "We must go singing hallelujah. That's the way to get freedom...
That night Banda toured the city in a friend's car, grumbling all the while that he was "followed everywhere" by cops. At a mass meeting, he exhorted 3,000 wildly cheering fans: "Go to your prisons in your millions, singing Hallelujah." "Kwaca!" he cried to indicate the "dawn" of freedom. "Ufulu!" he roared, his face twitching, and the crowd roared back, "Ufulu! Ufulu! [freedom]." "My brothers and sisters in the hell of Southern Rhodesia," he cried, "I am prepared for anything. Even my ghost, my ashes will fight federation. Are you with me?" When the cries...
...lasting pattern of Southern integration-or defiance. Virginia's Senator Byrd has bitterly recognized that fact: the forces of integration, he said last month, are "working on the theory that if Virginia can be brought to her knees, they can march through the rest of the South singing Hallelujah...