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...Seven are the authors of all human woe. They are in the sky and the abyss; they rise in the west, they loom in the east; their immensity fills heaven and earth; they grind men as men grind grain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Akkadians | 3/21/1927 | See Source »

...have a trail. A simple thought. But before it is wrought out, the details of the ground must be examined in the rough (where a mile an hour is usually the maximum); there are hours totaling days of fighting through underbrush and blowdowns, in heat, perhaps storm, usually flies. Woe to the man who does not bring to bear all his mental powers to ease his way and save his nerves instead of wearing himself out in "building through"; every step of the way and every foot of the trail is a challenge to his judgment. Then he must organize...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: White Mountain Trail Pioneers Battle All the Forces of Nature | 12/21/1926 | See Source »

...wrong," that can survive. He predicts a "cataclysm." He cries in the night, with the language of Thomas Carlyle and the tone of Ecclesiastes, for a "master man," a hero to worship and to lead. "Religion lacks its Pentecostal tongue; art lacks the Pentecostal flames of divine inspiration." Woe to the artist-one can see Mr. Cram as a boy, looking into his devout father's big illustrated family Bible-woe to the artist that fails to "serve God through the serving of them that He made in His image and redeemed in the darkness and the thunderings...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Arts: Skyward | 12/13/1926 | See Source »

...daughter of mine," yowled aged Violante Companarini at the Court as the child wife of Count Guido Frances-chini wept her woe on the far side of the New Jersey palace of justice. Perhaps she is right. Poor Pompilia may not be her child. At least she is the count's wife. But what was she doing with the youthful priest Caponsacchi on the evening of the twenty-fifth of July...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE CRIME | 12/1/1926 | See Source »

Benito Mussolini waited quietly until the mob thinned sufficiently for his car to proceed. As he drove away the cheering rose to a roar: "Long live the Duce! .... Death to his enemies! .... Woe to him who touches the Savior of Italy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ITALY: Woe. . . | 11/8/1926 | See Source »

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