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Word: joy (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...with long megaphones prowled the streets of Hanoi, their exhortations echoing behind shuttered windows. "Dear compatriots," they droned, "your joy is indescribable...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INDO-CHINA: Land of Compulsory Joy | 11/22/1954 | See Source »

Last year there was muted joy in Comacchio and fury among authorized archaeologists; genuine Etruscan antiquities began to appear again on the black market. Stealthy detective work told the authorities where the treasures were coming from. Another lagoon, the Valle Pega, was being drained, and as the waters shallowed, the Comacchiesi stole out at night in their eel boats and probed the mud with steel-tipped poles. When they touched something hard, they dug in the mud and drew out an Attic vase or an Etruscan bronze. The archaeologists called the cops, and the Comacchiesi were routed, but not before...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: The Treasures of Comacchio | 11/8/1954 | See Source »

Almost every college in the country has a band of articulate fellows who have no greater joy than wordy arguments. At some schools they enjoy greater prestige than the football squad, while at others they are known only for their briefcases and pointed fingers. Whatever their reputation, debaters have a tradition for arguing either side of any topic. But this year something has gone disturbingly awry...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Debating Danger | 10/29/1954 | See Source »

...learning and self-improvement. But also within him is the spirit of a former mistress, fame, still calling him to creation. Using the vitality and comfort of fortune and power as her lures, she holds behind these overt blandishments the artist's recollection of his past creations and the joy they brought him. In his withdrawal from fame and creation is the basis of his discontent, for the force of learning is barren of inspiration for the artist, and he neither is ready for calm perfection, nor can he create such an atmosphere as Arcadia...

Author: By Robert J. Schoenberg, | Title: I Too Have Lived in Arcadia | 10/28/1954 | See Source »

...there was no hiding place. After the second week. Billy gave up. Quietly, he left his seat and walked down to stand in prayer, with Grady Wilson right beside him. "I opened up my heart then," he says, "and knew for the first time the sweetness and joy of God, of truly being born again...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: The New Evangelist | 10/25/1954 | See Source »

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