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Word: songfulness (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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That is all. With Vanillan cheers and happy song echoing in his ears, Charlie wakes up back in concentration camp, a stormtrooper glowering down at him. Charlie smiles and the stormtrooper starts to smile back. Then his lips freeze and he bellows Charlie Chaplin's curtain line: "Get up, Jew! Where the hell do you think...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Scripteaser | 8/7/1939 | See Source »

Laundress Mercer, who was elated over the prospect of becoming a Princess and did not mind telling people about it, was dismayed over this turn of events. In letters from Paris, where she arrived after five days of seasickness. Miss Mercer first wrote Harlem friends that life was a song. "The Prince has given me everything that any woman can ask for," she said. "He has a large ten-room apartment, a maid and a Personal Secretary. The Maid does everything for me. My bath, bed and Clothes, it is really too good to last, but I still think...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: France: Sad Tale | 7/31/1939 | See Source »

Married. Paula Stone, 25, second of famed oldtime Song & Dance Man Fred Stone's three actress daughters; and Duke Daly (real name: Linwood A. Dingley), 30, band leader; in Beverly Hills, Calif...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones, Jul. 24, 1939 | 7/24/1939 | See Source »

...death a door or a wall? ... I hear the Pagan maiden sing her wild love song until its wailing notes sweep the stars into one tear of pity for her breaking heart. But no answer comes. ... If this natural impulse to live after physical death cannot be relied upon, then life itself is a myth and the starry blazonry of the midnight sky is a flaunting lie. .. . Nature is not a cheat and Life is not a flirtation. Our hope for immortality cannot be a colossal joke...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: End of Old Pitch | 7/24/1939 | See Source »

...back: "It was good to taste real buttered tea again. ... We ourselves were awash by the time the tents were up. ... That night it was just as it had been two years before. . . horsebells jingling; the howl of a dog; a voice in the distance singing a mournful song; and over everything the smell of wood smoke and grease...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Travelogue | 7/24/1939 | See Source »

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