Word: tree
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Bloomsbury ear, speaks in the Bloomsbury accent-broadened by a slight Australian snarl. In Britain, where Woolf's Bloomsbury is still held dear as well as precious, critics say he listens acutely and speaks with distinction. They have greeted all five of his novels (e.g., Voss, The Tree of Man) with little civil cries of educated pleasure. U.S. reviewers have been somewhat less impressed, and this turbid allegory will do little to improve the impression...
...same is true of her poetry. To Death is the best, combining good imagery with a skillful interweaving of rhymes and rhythms. She Gives is a little less successful, partly because of some imprecisely selected words (see lines 6 and 11), partly because it is incompletely developed. Quince Tree misses, we suspect because of an intended device which failed...
...Elisabethville into a shell-pocked inferno, and there was serious doubt that the U.N. could avoid being overwhelmed. Tshombe, after 'a day of hiding, turned up in his heavily guarded residence to direct the battle. Said he: "I am prepared to die fighting in my own home." The tree-lined avenues were littered with the shells of Jeeps and the bodies of men; water and power were cut off, food was running low (and food markets closed), and there was growing danger of disease. Few people ventured out of doors, and many slept in corridors and bathrooms for fear...
...whose factories turn out plywood as well as machine tools; bricks, knitwear and cement as well as tractors. In the city, the old is carelessly mixed with the new. Many streets are potholed and puddled, lined with haphazard wooden hovels that have leaned crazily for years. Others are wide, tree-shaded asphalt boulevards, flanked with government buildings, theaters, stores and hotels. Irkutsk's citizens are hustled to work in jammed buses in the mornings, and when the day's labor is finished, hurry home again to the cramped wooden huts or the crowded grey-and-yellow apartment blocks...
...salaried subjects. He owned mines and ranches in Mexico, $50 million in mid-Manhattan real estate, $50 million in objets d'art (including a dismembered monastery), and castles all over. On his vast timberlands at Wyntoon, in Northern California, he refused to let a single tree be cut. Any aspect of death dismayed him utterly...