Word: weeps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...course, the plot is just as inconsequential as ever, and as usual it doesn't matter. You don't go to be gripped by the stirring pathos of the story-book romance of Franz Schubert and Mitzi Kranz, to weep for unrewardtd genius when the handsome, worthless Baron Schober steals the girl away and ruins Franz's inspiration so he can't finish the Unfinished Symphony. Rather you go to forget this cold cruel world and settle back for three delightful acts of life to the strains of Schubert. Hence you overlook a lot of unconvincing acting, and laugh...
...grew darker, appeared more and more, and in corners and upon steeples, and between churches and houses, as far as we could see up the hill of the city, in a most horrid malicious bloody flame, not like the fine flame of an ordinary fire. . . . It made me weep...
...dead, and exhorted the company to heed Dode's sign, laugh and talk. The three-piece orchestra blared Mc-Cloud's Reel, Happy Days are Here Again and, with audience joining, The Man on the Flying Trapeze. A strolling "prompter" was there to remind those who might weep. None did. Old Dode Fisk's last show...
Read 'em, weep...
...trains with their bewildered faces, white faces, bloody faces, faces beaten out of human shape by the Niagaras of human tears that had flowed down them. The plain and tragic and innocent faces of the people, the people who 'must be left nothing but their eyes to weep with,' as Sheridan said." "An old [French] Red Cross nurse . . . put down the bowl of broth she was ladling out to the refugees and . . . took my arm. . . . 'Madame,' she said, 'you are an American?' I said: 'Yes,' and she went on: 'Then...