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...HEARD it before--Europe is overrated. The Eiffel Tower? It's rusty. The canals of Venice? They smell like sewers. The Pope? He makes mistakes. The illusions went stale when London Bridge went to Arizona. But if you're incorrigably romantic or naturally obstinate, or even if you just have some money to burn, you may still want to see for yourself. For thousands like you and millions of your dollars, 1974 will be your Year of Europe...
...bowdlerizers and the guesswork of editors. The Riverside text, prepared by Gwynne B. Evans, professor of English, over the last 13 years is so uncompromising in sticking to the best sources that some of his readings may not be popular: he replaces "a rose by any other name would smell as sweet" with "a rose by any other word would smell as sweet." Like modernizations of the King James Bible, things like this sound like blasphemy...
...theater going days began in about 1933. The first play I can remember seeing was Richard of Bordeaux. That was 1935. I remember seeing George Rody as Falstaff too. I remember that production very well. I can even remember the smell of that production--sitting in the back row of the theater; we went from school. That did a lot for me I think...
...answer him, only sat there shaking his head and looking out the window. We were in the tunnel under the East River now, pulling into Penn Station and the train stopped. It was dark in the tunnel and the fumes from all the trains lingered there so it smelled very bad inside the train and David kept asking what the smell was and the electricity from the subway trains kept flickering in the dark and David wanted to know what that was too. Tom told them all to pick up 'the garbage they had left around and put it someplace...
...slope and the back ends have to be held up by rickety-looking stilts. Let one grey weathered house stand for the rest: Inside tall narrow stairs twist back up around a wide chimney. The room is hot and is smoky and full of that sweet sickening smell--like burning beans--peculiar to dirty houses with wood stoves. The plaster is cracking off the walls, revealing in places an old wallpaper from finer days, repeating and repeating a magnolia bordered portrait of your standard columned mansion house, through which irony we may fade...