Word: soundingly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...cannot but send a word of thanks for your courage in reporting the recent goings-on of the Buchmanites ("Oxford Groupers") on the Pacific Coast with such insight and accuracy [TIME, July 31]. I know I speak the minds of many plain, ordinary church members, who hesitate to sound anything like a harsh note . . . when I say that the ballyhoo of these spiritual high-pressurists fills them with something akin to nervous suspicion and mistrust...
...unconstructive aspects. One minister (a very eminent man, whose books are best sellers) told me that he had had to take two members of his congregation to ah asylum-so grievously had they "gone off at the deep end" through jettisoning orderly processes of judgment, mental discipline and sound common sense and substituting therefore the capricious thaumaturgical foibles of these doctrinaires. Several friends of mine became "Groupers" (they like to add the erudite "Oxford" to the label) some time back but beyond a lopsided fanaticism, a persistent proclaiming how terrifically bad they were before and how "absolutely honest, absolutely unselfish...
...Teutonic ears, its lyric lines in the classical August Wilhelm von Schlegel translation sound more like Schimpfwort (invective) than Shakespeare. Sample...
...Once the trephining of the skull was over . . . my mood underwent a change. There was a sound of pumping and draining and I could hear the drip, drip of a liquid. Although my brain didn't hurt at all, it did hurt me when one of the instruments fell on to the glass with a sharp, metallic sound. A certain idea passing through my mind hurt me too. It had nothing to do with my present situation...
...There was a sudden jerk as if he [Dr. Olivecrona] had seized the opening with a pair of forceps. It was followed by a straining sensation, a feeling of pressure, a cracking sound, and a terrific wrench. . . . Something broke with a dull noise. . . . Each cracking sound reminded me of taking the lid off a jamjar, while the process as a whole was like splitting open a wooden packing case, plank by plank...