Word: cambric
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William Baziotes' Pompeii is also a sophisticated vision rather than an outpouring of feeling: he saw something like it in his mind's eye. Rumpled, testy Mark Rothko produces pictures as smooth and calm as a cup of cambric tea. His Orange Over Yellow might make a handsome background for something, but this is not what he intended, any more than the makers of the medieval tapestries meant merely to adorn palaces. It seems highly doubtful that such art as Rothko's will some day seem as meaningful as the tapestries, yet it is possible. Such paintings...
Taking the same old pot from Shakespeare's rack, British Novelist Rumer Godden has cooked up a fresh batch of literature in it. As readers of her earlier novels (Black Narcissus, A Candle for St. Jude) may expect, the Godden brew is not much more than cambric tea, and though its prose has a refreshing bouquet and its flavor of idyl is cut by lemon slices of irony, the book is still a Tempest in a teapot. Author Godden gracefully recognizes the fact by calling her novel not a Tempest but A Breath...
...Lexicographer Partridge "no word is a mere word." Words, says he, become the "mirror of society and the index of civilization." * Sometimes a word travels as far as history itself. Sherry was "the wine of Jerez," cambric the "linen made at Cambrai," and tobacco the product of the West Indian island of Tobago...
...rough, scratchy serge . . . Stays, shoulder-strapped and severely boned, concealed one's outline; over them, two long serge petticoats were lashed securely round one's waist. Last came the ample habit-coat of heavy cloth, topped by a linen rochet and a stiffly starched barbette of cambric . . ." Discarding this medieval costume, Monica donned the fashions of the '403, beginning with "an airy nothing" and an uplift bra. "Frankly, I was appalled...
...liable to such desperate yawns as "I must not take leave of Leh without mentioning yet another kind friend. . . ." Indeed, Peaks and Lamas is a museum piece of what might be described as the official prose of the English gentleman. But even his rectory-crumpets-and-cold-cambric-tea manner cannot utterly defeat the notable materials of his second passage to India...