Word: roar
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...introduced, but the Senate would never consider doing it that way. The "orderly process" is to study a House-passed bill, such as this year's $714,000,000 farm measure, find places to drape on added gifts, then pass it, with every Senator given his chance to roar devotion to U. S. agriculture...
...blue glare of immense spotlights, to the roar of 15,000 throats, the rousing toot-&-boom of brass bands, Republican doctors worked feverishly over the moribund GOP in Cleveland, June 1936. The patient stirred briefly, collapsed in November. Dreary days followed for the Republican Party. The little flicker of life wavered, almost went out. Yet up-&-down the land plodded one yea-saying, stubborn prophet, preaching Principles, an old-fashioned sermon that was drowned out in the pounding, recurrent crescendos of New Deal swing music...
...roar of last fall's tenure controversy has subsided to a whisper. "Frozen associate professorships" are no longer a good topic for dinner table conversation in intellectual circles, and there hasn't been a communique from the Committee to Save Harvard Education since the middle of January. But the angry fight precipitated by the "case of the ten assistant professors" is not wholly dead, and the disturbing questions which it raised about the value of Harvard's system of top-side academic government have not been answered...
...fired in the course of applying the Committee of Eight's new tenure system precipitated instantaneous student and Faculty protest. The Administration was charged with ruthless undermining of the English, Government, and Biology Departments. This fall the Student Council and Phi Beta Kappa added their voices to the mounting roar of protest, and the Faculty opposition led by the Teachers' Union and a powerful block of conservative rebels belabored the Administration for what they believed to be a blind and mistaken policy of retrenchment. By December, however, the crisis was over...
They are here. White ghosts gliding through whiteness. A distant roar, as of cannons . . .Blood in the snow. A cry, "Forward, over the top! I can't any more, the snow is too deep. Deep and heavy. The metal freezes to my fingers. No, it is hot, it burns, it burns them right off. I must hold on tight. Tighter. Now it is all still. Not a sound. Just a hum, the hum of silence. On and on. I don't hear any more. I don't see any more. I can't any more...