Word: flamed
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...long can the candle of genius be hidden under a bushel; the recognizing world catches errant gleams that betray closeted flame, and cries out to know more of the modest great. This has, unfortunately not been true with the Reverend Paul Sterling, MeIrose clergyman who has just revealed himself as the prime mover in Boston's recent campaign of book censorship. In this instance Cinderella herself has been obliged to strike the hour of unmasking...
...them, to those who feel that their feet are caught in the Slough of Education, to those who feel within them the desire of the moth for the star, the story of Robert Lampoon will have a meaning all its own. Read then, all you in whom the flame of ambition is not yet suffocated, read the story of Lampoon, the Boy who became a Man overnight...
...against destruction, especially in dock or at anchor. The kind of thing that can happen to them when least expected happened last week aboard the aircraft carrier Langley, at her dock in San Diego, Calif. Other ships of war in the harbor heard an explosion, saw a sheet of flame. Smoke poured from a gaping hole in the Langley's side abaft her bridge. Three sailors who had been working in a launch slung from the Langley's davits, struggled in the water...
...Yago, Theophile Marzials, Selwyn Image- even the name of the 78 minor poets in this anthology of the obscure, like their lives and their verses, are strange, flimsy and exciting. Author Kemp is sensitive to the fine moments when, for each, mediocre talent burned suddenly with an unsteady brighter flame. He writes their brief biographies with understanding and sympathy, better than he wrote his own and similar biography with its perhaps ironic title, Tramping on Life. For him these not great but very gracious poems have a special charm. The regiment of versifiers whom fame has fled is a fine...
Twenty minutes after the boat had scuffed out of her dock, a great flower of flame was growing through her decks, sprouting in the passageways, flourishing suddenly out of the port holes. Captain van Schaick watched his passengers who were discovering to their horror that all the life pre servers were full of dust, not cork, that all the life boats sank as soon as they were launched. He watched a few deckhands trying to attach the hose which was so old and frail that it broke in their hands. There was a whining report as the port rail...