Word: weepingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...teen-age Chéri and his between-age Léa, life is over at the end of Act I-and so is the play. Thereafter, the two can only mope while apart, come uneasily together, then part once more. When they meet, they talk too much, weep too much, morali e too much. Between whiles, Chéri chiefly features amusing-looking demireps, whose talk is incredibly dull. Eventually Léa. at 60, reaches the age of content, but Chéri kills himself...
...critics. As well as anyone else he knew his limitations. "I do the same kind of jingles that James Whitcomb Riley used to write," said Guest. "All he tried to be was sincere." All Eddie Guest was was sincere; reading his verses on TV, he used to weep with the emotions they aroused in him. And perhaps it was because millions of readers recognized sincerity and shared in those emotions that Edgar A. Guest, the newspaperman who wrote verse, was a U.S. phenomenon...
From the monastery he had entered a few days before, the youth wrote a letter: "For what do you weep, blind fools, why do you lament . . . ? What can I say of you if you grieve at this, if not that you are my chief enemies, and even the enemies of virtue?" Thus in 1474 did 21-year-old Girolamo Savonarola console his parents, whom he had left without warning and without a word of goodbye, to become a Dominican novice. With the courage and cold zeal of a saintly fanatic, Savonarola continued to rage against virtue's enemies until...
...Watching." Mother Rose Hovick was a divorcee and frustrated actress who hustled her daughter June to Hollywood at the" age of three, landed her in Our Gang comedies as the hungry-looking waif, got her to weep in the sad scenes by whispering, "Darling, your dog has just been run over." When Dainty June was four, Mother whipped up a vaudeville song-and-dance for her, gave a lesser role to sister Rose Louise (who later became Gypsy Rose), added a chorus of little boys, who often "had very little talent because Mother didn't expect to pay them...
...thought is enough to make one weep. Today, when a courageous little country dares to defy a giant in the name of freedom, the same freedom which the whole free world endlessly chants about, it fights alone. It is a lonely and futile fight indeed that inevitably has to be lost while the rest of the free world stands by and pours torrents upon torrents of sympathetic words...