Word: aria
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...heard the story, mulled over it, embroidered it and made it into a libretto. More than a dozen years ago, it came to the attention of Composer Alberto Bimboni, who saw the possibilities in an opera with an Indian subject. He took one old Indian theme here, made an aria from it for Winona, took another there and made a chorus for the warriors. So it went, until the whole, bound neatly enough together, was presented in November, 1926, in Portland, Oregon, to the considerable credit of composer and librettist...
...anklets of diamonds and a sweeping Oriental train, I last week descended a golden staircase in the Bath and Tennis Club, Palm Beach, Fla. Up leaped one Rafaelo Diaz,* in white satin coat and silver trousers, from a throne surrounded by dancing girls. He embraced me and sang an aria from La Gioconda. It was a pageant during a Persian ball which newsgatherers reported as 'most brilliant of the season.' Mr. Diaz was supposed to be a prince out of the Thousand and One Nights; I, Queen of Loveliness...
...buggy-couples wooed each other with "Connaistu le Pays?" sweet lyric by Ambroise Thomas. As old Dobbin ambled along the moon-patched road He would lean his head against her leg-of-mutton sleeve, and She would trill: "Knowest thou the Land?" So thorough a wooing song did this aria from Mignon become that the opera itself became boresome. People refused to go hear...
...there is nothing romantic about the Government of the United States. Our rulers we think of as business men with derby hats and cigars; the gold lace and glory is never in the public eye. The little countries must supply that for us--the ones whose names end in aria and aria, where government is a piratical adventure and not a staid, if piratical, affair of business. A Balkan Queen, making a grad progress through the States, probably attracted more notice than would the Queen of England, had she been the guest...
...Messiah. Without an afternoon or evening spent under the majestically beautiful power of this great work Christmas would seem to be lacking in some particular. Under its spell everything else is forgotten and from the mighty strength of the "Hallelujah Chorus," and the clear burning faith of the aria. "I knew that my Redeemer liveth," from the entire work as a whole there comes over into the listener something of the peace the fresh purpose, the idealism which is Christmas. What is music that it can distill and epitomize thoughts which almost lie too deep for thought words for which...