Word: sweetness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...else could have cried the song with the same blue, bittersweet sadness. No one else could have filled the familiar words with the same heart-heavy longing for rest and ease. So they turned on a phonograph and let Big Bill Broonzy sing Swing Low, Sweet Chariot at his own funeral...
Cabled a TIME correspondent from the Brussels opening: "The audience applauded mightily, but the work had moments rather than momentum. The music consisted of only a few themes linked by weak chains. One motif-that of romantic love-was warm, sweet and haunting. And occasionally voices rose in skillful counterpoint. There were echoes of Puccini-one was tempted, as a Belgian critic put it, to shout at Menotti: 'All right then, simply sing like Puccini...
...speaking, when the Soviet Union gingerly followed the U.S. lead. Explained one U.S. diplomat: "The Soviets are washed up in the Security Council. They know they've got to woo the General Assembly to get anywhere in the U.N., and they have wised up to the fact that sweet reasonableness may get them farther...
...peddle Moscow's brand of sweet reasonableness, however, the Kremlin bosses sent glum, wooden-faced Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko, whom a Western diplomat last week happily characterized as "the least attractive, least persuasive diplomat they have." In his gravelly tones Gromyko ran through a predictable catalogue of invective-"oil, oil and oil again; that was the thing which was tempting the monopolies of the U.S. and the United Kingdom"-and introduced a resolution demanding that the U.S. and Britain withdraw their troops from Lebanon and Jordan "without delay." But Gromyko closed on what from him-or any other Russian...
...clandestine stations (located, say the Egyptians, on the French Riviera, in Jordan, Lebanon, British Aden, Cyprus and Kenya), the officials produced the following: "Nasser is a criminal who forcibly became the leader of his country. Nasser's gangs are never successful except in destruction, ruin and bankruptcy. Dear, sweet Jimmy Boy Nasser, a curse be upon you, a plague be upon you and all your household...