Word: oaken
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...Warrior. Germany's oaken Chancellor Konrad Adenauer had come "to accompany my old friend on his final journey." Australia's Prime Minister Robert G. Menzies was there, and Madame Chiang Kaishek, U.N.'s Dag Hammarskjold, NATO's Secretary-General Paul Henri Spaak, 14 foreign ministers, envoys from all of Washington's 83 foreign missions. From Tokyo, Japan's Foreign Minister Aiichiro Fujiyama had made a hurried flight halfway around the world to pay his last respects to the architect of the Japanese peace treaty. From Geneva, the Big Four foreign ministers-Christian Herter, Selwyn...
...Today and Tomorrow." The study is manifestly a scholar's lair. Ceiling-high, Pompeian red bookcases line three walls; the fourth is decked with framed pictures of Lippmann friends, living and dead: Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes, Woodrow Wilson, Winston Churchill, Georges Clemenceau. A snow of documents mantles the oaken desk...
...Irish air as he searched musty closets for machine-guns, hashish, Radcliffe girls and other contraband. It is the memory of leather magazine covers, tattered around the edges by the leisurely passing of time in the House common room. It is the memory of the indecisive rap on the oaken door and the diffident request to please modulate the sound on the record player. But perhaps paramount in my catalogue of memories is the greatest of these familiar symbols of fellowship--fellowship itself...
...chamber players sat before a massive-walled old building topped with a stone champagne glass. Through the open doors came the aroma of wine breathing through huge oaken casks. Ducking an occasional low-swooping swallow, the audience settled back near the twisting vines of the Pinot Noir grape for an afternoon of music and champagne. If the wine was only domestic, the music was great or rare: Beethoven, 18th century German Composer Johann Schobert, 76-year-old Italian Composer G. Francesco Malipiero...
...weighty oaken doors of the Norman church of St. Bartholomew in Orford, England swung open with a groan, and out ran a small boy wearing the head of a mouse. After him tumbled a lion, a camel, an owl and an ass. Their capers among the tombstones scarcely drew a second glance from the local citizens, for everybody recognized them as the star performers of the Aldeburgh Festival's current star attraction: Benjamin Britten's eagerly awaited new music drama, Noye's Fludde...