Word: vain
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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This excessively ancient title, now revived, recalls that a "leader of an army" was once a voevod (pronounced vo-ye-vod). In vain last week-Professor Nicolae lorga, once Carol's tutor, warned Parliament that the title came straight out of a Viennese operetta. Unmoved, the deputies and senators rested on their labors, some pointing out that "Grand Voevod" could be translated "Grand Duke...
Appealing straight to Florentine hearts, proverbially hard and to Florentine minds, proverbially wily, Benito Mussolini achieved one of his most remarkable, most ponderable exclamations : "Right, if unaccompanied by Might, is a vain word, and your great Machiavelli said that unarmed prophets perish!'' He concluded with these ringing words : ''Fascist Italy . . . cannot be attacked without mortal risk. Fascist Italy, fully armed, will give [he did not say to whom, meant France] her simple alternative of precious friendship or harshest hostility. . . . "Florentines! Have I changed in these eight years? Do you see any decrease in my natural pugnacity...
...genial Sir Thomas! His joviality and high spirits soon thawed everything and everybody, most of all the Kaiser himself, whom he all but patted on the back. Wilhelm rocked with laughter as Sir Thomas regaled him with a long stream of anecdotes, including one of how he tried in vain to get a rise in his salary of half a crown a week when he was a shop...
Asked to enumerate U. S. liberal editors of consequence, one might name Oswald Garrison Villard (The Nation), Herbert David Croly (The New Republic)-and search one's mind in vain for others. Last week the little list was halved by Death, which came to Editor Croly in Santa Barbara, at the age of 61, of progressive paralysis...
...sere and practical message of our hearts. It is, simply, that there would be more time for the honeysuckle if there were more copies of reserve books in the Library. Do these seem unrelated? Not to him who, as a Sophomore, has beaten his wings in a void in vain, hoping to read optional books for Buzzer's History; who, as Junior, has known for his worst enemies those grad students who are also interested in Romantic poetry; who, when all should be feasting and fun and senior singing, trails dismally from Seminary to Seminary, and finds at last, broken...