Word: shadowing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...eddies of war. The legions marched out of Rome into the frontiers of the east and harried the barbarians in the hinterlands of Spain. Their lances pierced the jungle land of Africa and broke the flying cavalry of the North, until at last in 147 the eagle cast its shadow over the far flung frontiers of the world. In its last war of this period a young man smiled at his commander, whom the Romans called Africans, and scaled the walls of Carthage. That young man was Tiberius Gracchus, one of a long and famous line. In after years...
...shadow of old Dr. Mirakle falls upon them. He has hatched the pretty scheme of crossing simian and human blood, in order to prove the kinship of the two strains by the resulting issue. This is set forth with becoming modesty in the film, but it is evident that the good doctor is bent upon playing pander to Erik. He is an uncommonly good one; for in the hit-and-miss days of 1845, we find him making blood-tests of all prospective victims and fastidiously discarding the unsuitables into the Seine, one by one. The best is none...
...Hoover portrait, of course, attracted most attention. Erased from the President's face were lines of strain and worry. Painter de Laszlo showed him in majestic mood, narrowed slightly by a be coming shadow, equipped with the dignity which Presidents so frequently require. His hands were white and soft upon his lap. On Mrs. Hoover's kind face matronly warmth was mingled with, but did not in fringe upon, a hauteur fitting for her station. Other faces on the walls ? solemn Andrew William Mellon, wise Elihu Root, martial John Joseph Pershing, temperate Frank Billings Kellogg?made it apparent that...
Broadcasting pious and patriotic sentiments last week, the 84-year-old voice of President Paul von Hindenburg suddenly changed into a young man's raucous shout: "ATTENTION! The shadow of Communism is over Germany! PROLETARIANS UNITE...
...reality." In reality he was deadly serious. Said he: "Reality is the most alluring of all courtesans, for she makes herself what you would have her at the moment. But she is no rock on which to anchor your soul, for her substance is of the stuff of shadow; she has no existence outside your own dreams and is often no more than the reflection of your own thoughts shining upon the face of nature. The materialist will tell me that . . . he sees me standing here, a three-dimensional being, with length, breadth and thickness, and that, in this sense...