Word: paled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Most of the British poets here anthologized seem cowed by the fashions of up-to-the-minute taste. Either they are still unrecovered from their burns from the Auden-Spender firecracker of the '30s (Marx, Freud, Oxford, pathos and wisecracks), or they have slumped into a pale, desiccated romanticism ("Sleep, my love, now love is over. . . . Tender about you, my arms will cover...
Both statements have lisped from the pale, thin lips of Bee County's Sheriff Robert Vail Ennis. And both statements have been roughly true. Day or night a lady could sashay unmenaced up Beeville's streets, past the cream stuccoed Kohler Hotel, the Blue Bonnet Café, and the two-story buff brick jail where Sheriff Ennis lives with his wife and daughter and keeps evildoers under lock...
...took a pratfall by trying to take too good care of himself. He failed to turn up at 11 a.m. for the dress rehearsal of Tristan with Flagstad (see col. 3). He was still missing at 2:30 p.m. When he did appear, after another wait, he was still pale around the gills.. Mrs Rodzinski explained: "He took a sleeping pill that didn't work. Then he took another kind. In the morning he is sick. The doctor say the two kinds create a poison. . . ." And on top of it all his chauffeur...
...diplomats, at least, knew who Alexander Panyushkin was. He had been the Soviet Ambassador to China from 1939 to 1944. At that point, chronic stomach trouble - that was the story, and it was a likely story - forced him to return to Russia. A tall, slouching man with a pale face, Panyushkin covers his Communist inflexibility with a manner that, compared to Novikov's, is affable and friendly. Like most younger Russian diplomats, his English is poor and he frequently submits to interpretation. He is a member of the revision committee of the Communist Party's Central Executive Committee...
...moment last week the drab machinery of British government was once again clothed in fancy dress. Against a misty background that might have been borrowed from Gilbert & Sullivan's lolanthe, the towers of Westminster stood pale and blue. Before them, brightly uniformed guardsmen strutted to the music of proud tarantaras. Royal Artillerymen in bearskins and tunics heavy with gold fired salutes from the park, while cavalrymen with gleaming, upraised sabers marched jet black steeds. From Buckingham Palace in gilded coaches came Their Majesties, King George, Queen Elizabeth and Princess Elizabeth, to open the third session of Parliament under...