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...morning in early summer. A silver haze shimmered and trembled over the lime trees. The air was laden with their fragrance. The temperature was like a caress. I remember . . . that I climbed up a tree stump and felt suddenly immersed in Itness. I did not call it by that name. I had no need for words. It and I were...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: THE PURSUIT OF IT | 4/25/1955 | See Source »

Nearly as impressive was Karl Kohn's The Red Cockatoo (1954), based on three Chinese poems of extraordinary beauty. Lime Woollen, Kohn understands how to emphasize a world without a shout from the singers or an unnecessary consonance. The percussive piano solo functions as a commentary on the singing piano solo functions as a commentary on the singing and only rarely stoops to outright chinoiserie. The Monk from Shu is especially effective in its delicate evocation of "icy bells." The climactic poem, however, fails to give the work a proper finish. The fate of the red cockatoo in the poem...

Author: By Robert M. Simon, | Title: Harvard Glee Club and Radcliffe Choral Society | 3/31/1955 | See Source »

...Sugar-rich Haiti has long smarted because President Paul Magloire prefers whisky to rum. During a formal reception last week, Dick Nixon waved photographers away, took President Magloire aside and showed him how a jigger of Haitian rum, a half teaspoon of sugar, soda water and plenty of squeezed lime juice make a wonderful rum collins...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE VICE-PRESIDENCY: The Trail of Informality | 3/14/1955 | See Source »

...mixture of lime, silica, alumina and iron oxide, first made in 1824 by an English mason, Joseph Aspdin. The greyish color of the compound, cooked in a kiln, reminded him of stone quarried from the Isle of Portland off the British coast...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business: Solid Cement | 3/7/1955 | See Source »

...Pilar turns the harbor mouth, Hemingway takes the controls. Ceremonially, Gregorio the mate hands up to him what remains of the tequila and a fresh-cut half of lime. Hemingway does not actually drink the tequila, and the whole thing bears the appearance of a ritual, as if to ward off sea serpents. Only at the dock does he pass around the bottle. "We went out and had a good day and caught plenty fish and got pooped," he says. "Now we can relax for a while and talk and go to sleep." With a tired smile on his tired...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: An American Storyteller | 12/13/1954 | See Source »

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