Word: lusts
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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When Nixon stepped out of the vice presidency, Johnson took over. In some ways, he was like Nixon. At least part of the problem in Johnson's vice presidency was L.B.J.'s personality and lust for power. The more restless he got, the more suspicious of him the Kennedy people became...
...wonder if Goya's faith in reason endured the Spanish-French war, which ended in 1813. For the question of his time was a gnawing fear that greed and lust might indeed win out over the pull of rational thought. For as Goya's contemporary, Alexander Pope, once asked...
...outside it and wogs in the Fox Club wasn't wogs at all or they wouldn't be members." There is a TV commentator whose carefully developed public image is that of a "lenient Jeremiah." Perhaps best of all, Sharpe presents a graduate student memorably beset by lust. Too diffident to ask for contraceptives in drugstores (where the clientele is mixed), he seeks them in barbershops (where contraceptives are also sold in Britain). But though he gets repeated "trims," he never gets a Durex. Is all this too British for U.S. tastes? Probably not; laughter knows no accent...
...fellows, and unable to open himself up to his father or the girl he lacked the courage to marry. At age 25 he has decided to leave the dead-end of village life for the land of air-conditioning and color TV, where "the devil himself holds sway and lust is everywhere indulged in shamelessly." On the eve of his departure, he reviews for the last time his unresolved memories of the life he is leaving and his hopes and dreams of the life to come...
...poetry after these ideological changes, during the Second World War and through the early fifties. Perhaps part of the answer lies in emotion instead of ideas--it seems that, after a certain point in his life, Auden became happy. As he explains in "Lullaby," he was "released at last/From lust for other bodies,/Rational and reconciled." Some poets can write under these circumstances; Auden apparently could not. Auden wrote Thank You, Fog after the long exiles of his life--in Weimar Germany, Iceland, and New York--had ended and he was invited back to Oxford. As a long-time expatriate...