Word: musee
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...SECOND period of Harvard's opening hockey game against New Hampshire, Crimson defenseman Bobby Muse let go a slop shot from the point. As New Hempshire goalie Bob Smith sprawled to make the save, a Harvard player suddenly reached out with his stick and deflected the puck past smith into the net. Dave Hyne's had his first goal of the 1972-1973 hockey season...
...experienced defensive corps is led by captain Kevin Hampe. Doug Elliot, Mark Noonan, Levy Byrd, David Hands, Bob Muse and goaltenders Joe Bertagna and Steve Perry. Hampe and Eliot will again be paired as the top defenders. The other pairing is Noonan and Muse, while Hands will combine with sophomore Edward Rossi, the top scoring defenseman on last year's freshman squad, and Byrd will pair up with sophomore Steven Janicek, Bertagna will start in goal...
...whimsical mood, Poet Randall Jarrell once conjured up a vision of the muse of poetry as a kind of fairy godmother "who says to the poet, after her colleagues have showered on him the most disconcerting and ambiguous gifts, 'Well, never mind. You're still the only one who can write poetry...
...have Scheherazade get each night's installment from a Barth-like writer who magically appears each day after boning up on his copy of The Arabian Nights. They also talk of mutual prob lems with such tenderness and under standing that the question of who is muse and who is bemused becomes a beautiful irrelevance. For Barth, a writ er who must keep himself going with self-conscious irony and ambiguity and tricks, Scheherazade is a literary dream girl. She told stories only out of the most urgent necessity: to save her lovely neck...
...never allowed them to be sold to a dealer, a collector, or a museum; they remained in his own collection in France after they had been rejected by a committee for a memorial to Picasso's friend, Poet Guillaume Apollinaire. ("What did they expect me to make, a muse holding a torch?" Picasso grumbled later...