Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Date:
1939
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Leaf #:
000532
Language:
English
Collection:
Books and Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39 New Englands and New Londons and New Yorks Where you are better known than all the kings in Britain’s history. Your language trips upon the lips of schoolboys, lovers, soldiers, justices. And lean and slippered pantaloons. You stand with Bibles on our shelves And are as often quoted as a savior. First Man. — Aah, hanging is too good for him. Second Man. — Well, you have to give the devil his due. First Woman. — The course of true love never did run smooth. Third Man. — It was Greek to me. Second Woman. — He eats me out of house and home! Third Woman. — Why don’t you send him packing? First Man. — It’s a wise father that knows his own son. Second Man. — {Oratorical) I pause for a reply. Third Man. — It smells to heaven. First Man. — I’ll tell the world. Second Man. — Sweets to the sweet. Third Woman. — I am nothing if not critical. First Man. — Dead as a doomad. Second Woman. — Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown. They put you in a tomb. Three-and-a-quarter centuries ago tomorrow afternoon Narrator First Man What’s in a name ? First Woman He loves to hear himself talk. Since then, the world has cracked a little at the seams, Second Man Every mother’s son . . . Second Woman Paint the lily. . . . Third Man And thereby hangs a tale. And nations have been crossed and double-crossed S08