Word: pale
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Parachutes bloomed in fluffy skies as airborne troops rehearsed their desperate act. Cowslips gleamed in English meadows and harebells nodded by English streams as toiling infantrymen sweated and wriggled through the final stages of their training. Across the pale green of awakening countryside, endless convoys lurched, Bren gun carriers clattered, jeeps buzzed and tanks clanked. Assault troops splashed wearily ashore on countless nameless stony beaches; the thunder of artillery practice on Salisbury Plain mounted toward unbearable climax...
...first night there she stumbled through the snow to the shattered summerhouse in the ruins of her family home. "Cautiously she made her way to the summerhouse, found the door and sank to the floor, pulling the sack off her shoulders and fumbling for a match. The pale yellow bud of the flame gave her the tiny refuge, rich in cobwebs and dust. A sodden, half-rotted rug still lay across a low marble bench. Overhead the roof caved in rather drunkenly. 'But it is a roof,' Frossia said, pushed the bolt in the small door, supped...
...wearing the Indian sari pulled over her hair, but a bright kerchief; and as she walked out of the empty, lighted lobby, the operator noticed she wore a tan polo coat, dark slacks, and sport shoes. She had no bag. The street lights along Riverside Drive made pale yellow pools on the drifted snow, but beyond, Grant's Tomb and the park sloping down to the Hudson River were lost in gloom. That was the morning of March...
...getting their first view of the U.S. where it looks the most like home. It had been late summer three weeks ago as their ship passed under Sydney's great bridge and between the dun-colored cliffs of The Heads to the open sea. This week the pale green of early spring was on the hills that hem in San Francisco...
...Hazlitt's crushing defeat at Waterloo were added a separation from his wife, interminable literary squabbles and the most harrowing emotional experience of Hazlitt's life-his unrequited love for his landlord's daughter. She was "pale as the primrose," and once looked at Hazlitt with so fetching an expression in her eyes that he never really recovered. Of her remarkable eyes Hazlitt wrote later: "I might have spied in their glittering motionless surface, the rocks and quicksands that awaited me below." After months of fruitless wooing, Hazlitt learned that the landlord's daughter loved another...