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Before Mohammed ascended heavenward, he neglected to name a successor. As a result, competing caliphs or successors sprang up, and their feuds finally sapped Arab power. Portuguese sailors discovered new routes to the Orient around Africa; Arab ports and customhouses ceased to be significant in world trade. Asian marauders kept Arab armies on the defensive. By the 16th century, the Arabs had fallen under the sway of the Ottoman Empire. After Napoleon's Egyptian campaign and later the opening of the Suez Canal in 1869, they were dominated by a succession of Western European colonial nations. All that remained...
Russian Scrabble. The meal ends, always the same way. Nabokov empties his pockets of silver, apparently at random. Alone of the regulars, he tips at each meal. "You don't know the laws that govern my life," he sighs humbly, looking heavenward. Now there is time for more serious talk, but Nabokov is reluctant to discuss The Novel...
...been borne on an army truck and navy boat. In a neat reductio ad absurdum, it wondered in cartoons why the casket was not also carried under water by frogmen, helicoptered aloft, then parachuted back to earth, where it could have been loaded into a rocket launcher and aimed heavenward...
...mouth, his patrician voice rasps into a lower register. Similarly, the elevation of his eyebrows telegraphs the drop of a guillotine blade. Another Buckley tactic-when the antagonist has the floor-is to close his eyes, as if he is hearing insufferable platitudes, or to raise them heavenward, as if to invoke Aquinas against such patent sophistry...
Slowly, solemnly Artur Rubinstein unfurled his arms and began to play the familiar melody. His nobly sloping brow tilted heavenward, his wispy white hair swirled about his dome like a wreath of cumulo-cirrus, his milky blue eyes shuttered in repose. Then, suddenly, everything went haywire. His left hand skittered out of control, his right did nip-ups. Harmonies collided, the tempo skidded and stumbled. Rubinstein did not bat an eye. His family and friends, huddled around the Steinway in a Manhattan hotel room, laughed heartily...