Word: poured
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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From then on, at stop after stop, Nixon was met with a steady drumfire of hostile questions: Is the U.S. really for peace? Why does the Voice of America "pour filth" on the Soviet Union? Why doesn't the U.S. recognize Red China? Aware of the Communist tactic, but also mindful of an audience whose sympathy he might win, Nixon gave restrained but unyielding answers, pounding away endlessly at Russia's jamming of U.S. broadcasts and its refusal to give the Russian people a chance to choose freely between conflicting "truths." At Uralmash, the Siberian plant that...
...private ardors and ironies, into the larger tapestry of the history, manners, and morals of Bourbon France. Contemporary readers are likely to be more startled by the manners than the morals. The Queen's own gentleman-in-waiting thought nothing of dropping the royal hand for a moment "pour alter pisser contre la tapis-serie." Garbage filled the rank Parisian streets, but the stench of the dandies at court was almost as overpowering. The plumed and perfumed male of the era might choose from 50 shades of stockings with which to drape his shapely shanks. Some of the morosely...
Innumerable letters from outraged citizens and hapless victims pour in to British M.P.s demanding protection from the suffocating grip of bureaucracy. Sometimes the press takes up specific cases with a hue and cry, like that of Crichel Down, where a farmer defied the War Department's right in time of peace to hold onto land commandeered in time of war. or pleads for a Mrs. Christos, who went to jail for earning milk money for her children while on the dole (TIME, June 15). But often an M.P. has either too much work or not enough spunk...
Here the dramatist, whether in two weeks or not turned out a masterful and hilarious cock-and-ball story. Like the fabliaux, the play is "mosts pour la gent faire rire"; it embodies the English version of l'esprit gaulois. Merry Wives certainly joins the company of the other classic representatives of the fabliau tradition--Boccaccio's Decameron, Chaucer's Canterbury Tales, and Balzac's Contes Drolatiques. So cease, ye carpers...
Whooping Swedes swarmed toward Johansson, Birgit sobbed prettily at ringside, and in Sweden happy millions poured into the streets to pour victory toasts of aquavit by the dawn's early light. For Johansson, the victory was especially sweet: it erased forever the disgrace he suffered at the 1952 Olympics in Helsinki when he was disqualified in the heavyweight finals for "not trying." More important, Johansson needed no manager to tell him the value of the world's richest boxing title-or how to exploit it. The son of a stonecutter, he was a gifted street brawler...