Word: throbs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Time, in its puerile eagerness to portray the Harvard undergraduate as giddy and faddish, has stumbled blindly past the deepest source of Bogart's popularity. Ah, Time, beneath that rugged grain lie vast wellsprings of tender vulnerability. Behind the carpe diem don't-give-a-damn throb the profundities of ultimate concern. To Time, Bogey, in sex as in all, is hard-boiled egoistic opportunist. We know what he is really after. A little bare Thou...
...charm and personality undisclosed. The vivid colours, the high piled coiffures, on which many hours of preparation had been lavised, primping and setting each curly ringlet in place with preparations of rancid butter, wax and oil; the fantastic feathered headdress of the "magajiya" (leader of the female dancers), the throb and beat of the swirling paces, the glow of sweat, the shining eyes of enthusiasm, all combined in a vivid phantasmagoria of colour and of sheer physical, animal magnetism...
Slowly at first, and then more quickly, the drums began to throb and the horns to bray. Deep and profound through all of it rolled the resonant bass of the "tambari" (the Royal Drum) which was held by the tribe in an almost religious awe and took the whole skin of a full grown ox to dress each surface. The tambari is the repository of the basic tribal esprit de corps and is held in both reverence and affection...
...century. In the U.S., the vision of Krim's snow-white turban, flowing djella-bah and spirited Arabian steed was put to music by Sigmund Romberg in Broadway's The Desert Song. In North Africa, his tenacious struggle against the armies of France and Spain sent a throb of nationalism through the Arab world...
...verbs and phrases-a custom thought until now to be mostly whimsical, as in whyness or everydayness-has become popular among distinctly unjocose people. In Clock Without Hands, Novelist Carson McCullers repeatedly alludes to livingness-meaning, as Teacher Foote sees it, "the hum of hot blood, the buzz, the throb of passion," which is perhaps also "felt sappily by flowers and vegetables." Thingness, as used by Poet John Ciardi, "the sober Saul of modern letters," apparently connotes some ineffable quality of poetic words when uttered by a poet. When Novelist J. D. Salinger's Franny cries her eyes...