Word: tulip
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...dominated by luxury-loving Bourbon France, and its real mirror was its applied arts. Cabinetmakers produced carved and inlaid furniture, which they were entitled to sign, like artists. Porcelain factories turned out incense burners shaped like snails or elephants, tulip stands decorated with genre scenes. Yet, while artisans were elevated to the status of artists, painters often became as subservient as craftsmen. The vast majority of oils, watercolors and drawings made by Fragonard, Boucher, Watteau and Nattier to decorate boudoirs and gaming rooms were skillful but skin-deep pictures of pretty ladies, handsome gallants and idyllic landscapes...
...small, gray-green, hand-blown bottle. Carefully the dust of two centuries was wiped clean, the hard wax seal was delicately chipped from the neck, and with surgical precision the ancient cork was drawn in one piece. Then a thimbleful of bright, golden liquid was poured into a small, tulip-shaped glass. A patrician sniff, a twirl of the glass, the first sip, and then the pronouncement: "Rather like a fine sherry. Medium dry. But a lot of tang to it, a lot of spirit showing through. Remarkable...
...president of the Washington Redskins football team, adviser to the American Civil Liberties Union, and general counsel of the Teamsters Union (though he no longer acts as the personal attorney of Jimmy Hoffa). He has a lawyer wife, seven children and a handsome home in Maryland's suburban Tulip Hill...
Ready & Willing. Despite the political upheaval in Saigon, Thai is confident about his country's future. Quoting a French maxim, he observes: "The optimist says that the onion derives from the tulip, and the pessimist says that the tulip derives from the onion. It seems that in the case of Viet Nam the pessimist has often come close to being right, but has always been proved wrong in the end. The optimist, by contrast, has never proved himself right-but has yet to be proved wrong...
...Washington, nothing so trite as a White House picket line. It was a camp-in. And a stroke of publicity genius at that. Some 90 impoverished Negroes from Mississippi's tent cities last week staked out for themselves some of the choicest acreage in the Great Society-the tulip beds of Lafayette Square, just a few steps across Pennsylvania Avenue from Lyndon Johnson's front door and within nailing distance of his bedroom window. "We want," declared Camp Leader Frank Smith, 25, "to let the President see exactly what the housing situation is in Mississippi...