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...such a new world, reaching to the far horizon without break of tree or chimney stack: just sky and grass and grass and sky....The hush was so loud. As I lay in my unplastered upstairs room, the heavens seemed nearer than ever before and awe and beauty and mystery over...
...precisely 11 a.m., and an investiture-a traditional ceremony for bestowing honors on deserving subjects-was about to begin in the grand ballroom at Buckingham Palace. Queen Elizabeth II was smiling broadly as the Lord Chamberlain stepped forward and interrupted the general hush: "The Queen has asked me to let you know that an announcement is being made this morning." What followed produced a gasp, applause and even more jubilant beaming from the Queen. Champagne corks began to pop around the palace. At long last, Prince Charles, 32, heir to the British throne, was to be married. His betrothed: Lady...
...gasps from many M.P.s. Thatcher did not flinch. "Rubbish," she replied. Then she added, "Indeed, he is the face of the true new Labor Party?not of its democrats?but those who have moved further and further left, towards the East European type of economy." Again came a momentary hush, and then Tory M.P.s broke into cheers at this flash of their leader's steel knuckles...
...communicate their ideas to each other--without suppression--Black Americans developed their own English, their own art and music. The song and dance, while always beautiful, never represented the entire substance of Black talent. The shouts of Black joy, inspired by Emancipation, were muffled by that incessant scolding: "Hush up now, you're free. What more could you possibly want?" Today, on this campus, the desires inherent in Black political expression are a whisper shared by some but still unheard by many. All too often, Black artistic expression loses its power once the lights go up and the audience files...
...gallery of grotesques testing the limits of God's mercy to man. Welty concentrated instead on ordinary people, on "the thing that makes them what they are in themselves, their secret life, their memory of the past, their childhood, their dreams." Her choice carried with it the hush of inference, "sad as the soft noises in the hen house at twilight," and also the rustle of laughter...