Word: casanovas
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These neatly done bits of artistic wit show the sly, amatory advances of a curiously-moustached music teacher on his attractive young pupil. Our keyboard Casanova is just in the act of kissing his pretty protege when the raised piano-top, behind which they are hiding, expresses its disapproval by solidly falling on the heads of the two lovers. At the sound of the crash, an irate father rushes upon the scene and sternly reprimands his daughter for her licentious behaviour. Meanwhile, our fallen Caesar forsakes his Cleopatra and silently slinks out of the room...
...write his autobiography, clinically candid Havelock Ellis tried to outdo himself. Said he, "To do what I have done here has been an act of prolonged precision in cold blood, beyond anything else that I have ever written." He did not hesitate to rank his confessions beside those of Casanova, St. Augustine, Rousseau...
...young man and immediately captivated the smart set with his poetry, but it was not until he turned to novels and the drama that his influence was felt outside Italy. His Italian was written in a flamboyant, often baroque, style, lush with passionate simile. He was in fact a Casanova, yearned to be a Napoleon. He carried on world famed affairs with Actresses Eleonora Duse and Sarah Bernhardt, Dancers Ida Rubinstein and Isadora Duncan, other Edwardian beauties. In 1909 his brutally frank description of his intimacies with Duse sent her into a twelve-year retirement. During this period...
...Jarnette was released last April, his first act was to take out duplicate seaman's papers under the names of Jack Morgan and Wes S. Glenn. As Jack Morgan he shortly turned up in New Orleans, married a pretty 17-year-old laborer's daughter named Lillian Casanova, took her back to California where the pair led a hand-to-mouth existence working as bellhop and chambermaid in hotels...
...Dressed in my costume as the Venetian courtesan in The Tales of Hoffmann, I looked for all the world like one of Casanova's memoirs. . . . Thunderous applause and generous bravos (some of these, I suspect, for my extremely feminine thighs and legs, well shown off by smooth. skin-tight trunks in my third-act costume.... I knew that four of my beaus were in the audience. Each one had carefully let me know where he would be sitting. The impulse to play a little joke on them all was too much for me. As the opera went...