"He speaks, and the words emerge in a soft, sepulchral baritone... In funereal tones, he paraphrases the Bible (โLord, they would stone me . . .') and church bells peal. "Motherhood,' he whispers, and grown men weep. 'The Flag!' he bugles, and everybody salutes." Burdett Loomis, on Everett Dirksen
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