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Word: panting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Papp has assembled a black-Hispanic acting troupe, and its debut production is Julius Caesar. In the U.S. the problem of proper delivery of the Shakespearean line transcends ethnic background or race. Few, if any, American actors are qualified to speak in iambic pentameter. Lacking sufficient breath control, they pant when they should roar, and jangle the music and authority of poetic rhetoric...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Arc of Anguish | 2/5/1979 | See Source »

...entrance foyer, there is a prominent reminder that men should be "properly attired in necktie and jacket at all times," and women should limit their wardrobe to "dresses, pant suits or skirt suits...

Author: By Jeffrey R. Toobin, | Title: The New York Harvard Club: | 1/3/1979 | See Source »

...Santa Fe, N.M., from New York, you pant," Mortimer said. "And you never completely adjust. It gets better, but you never get used to that lack of oxygen, even though it's not something you notice...

Author: By Alice Silverberg, | Title: Low Heart Attack Rate Found at High Altitudes | 8/18/1977 | See Source »

...Walter heard from over a green hill the high-pitched sound of women's laughter and the insistent beat of an old Rolling Stones record. It spurred them on; they were in the right place. Walter started to climb the fence. When he reached the top one pant leg caught on a sharp point of metal. Just then a car drove by on the adjacent road. Its headlights caught poor Walter on the top of the fence struggling to get free. The light scared him. He jumped down inside the fence, ripping a large hole in his trouser cuff...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: Taking the party line on women's colleges | 5/27/1977 | See Source »

...said that one gentle old lady, in her Passion to enter, smashed in a front window with her Umbrella. Much was made of the muddy boots that tramped over damask-covered sofas, of the unrelenting drumroll of breaking crockery and crystal, of bloody Noses, hysterical Women, ram pant gluttony. I have always resented the Contumelies ("rabble," "Mob") heaped on the 20,000 Neighbors who called on me in my new dwelling-place that brisk March day. Yet I freely allow that the shattered windows and ruined Carpets that greeted me when I dared return were enough to make this...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: Ol' Hickory to Y'ng Peanut | 11/29/1976 | See Source »

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