Word: swarm
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Italian politics in the days of ruthless Lorenzo the Magnificent and astute Niccolo Machiavelli were scarcely more tortuous than German politics today. Last week a fog of intrigue hung thick over official Berlin as a swarm of airplane-riding Nazis (Fascists) flocked vulture-like to the Capital. Their meat was the sudden resignation of Germany's autocratic and aristocratic Cabinet, headed by Oberst-leutnant (Lieut.-Colonel) Franz von Papen, mosthated Chancellor in modern German history...
...perform it at all. Berlioz blared out his indignations as he did much of his music. When a French editor undertook to improve on one of Beethoven's symphonies. Berlioz introduced a monolog into his Lelio cursing out all such desecrators: "They are like the vulgar birds that swarm in our public gardens and perch arrogantly on the most beautiful statues; and when they have fouled the forehead of Jupiter, the arm of Hercules, or the bosom of Venus, strut about with as much pride and satisfaction as if they had laid a golden egg." Composing never made...
Insatiable admirers of Marlene Dietrich will swarm to this, her latest starring vehicle, will stay to be bored, and will understand at last why Paramount sought to wrest some manner of control over her acting and stories from the stubborn von Sternberg. For whatever fault, and there is much, which can be found in this cinema may be placed on the doorstep of the director alone. A capable group of actors struggles manfully through an unconvincing, poorly motivated, carelessly photographed production. But the effort is vain: Dietrich remains the beautiful woman who has yet to prove her histrionic talent; Herbert...
...word goes out: "Copey" will hold his Monday Evening on Wednesday instead of Thursday. Up swarm Harvard undergraduates to No. 15 on the top floor of antique Hollis Hall in the Yard. The room is not large; there is scuffling and grunting as places are found on furniture, windowsills and floor. Cigarets and pipes are lit. The small, bald Boylston Professor of Rhetoric & Oratory fidgets a hit, adjusts his spectacles. Some one coughs. He glares, fidgets some more, waits for silence. Then Charles Townsend Copeland begins to read aloud in a flexible voice, sympathetic with anything from Ring Lardner...
...sentenced to the penitentiary for one to five years. Fining the sons and son-in-law $1,000 each, Judge O'Connor added: "These young men did just what I should expect. . . . They did just what their father and father-in-law told them to do." A swarm of gulled depositors and investors, expecting a stiffer sentence, muttered sullenly: "It's a shame, it's a shame.'' They had often booed and heckled Banker Bain while he was giving testimony. Once he burst into tears...