Word: coyness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Father or Son? Franco is likely to remain silent on the succession. He is playing a rather coy game with Don Juan and his family, dropping a hint here, a favor there, without committing himself...
...which she can be girlish and winning--was the sly humor of In dem Schatten meiner Locken ("In the shadow of my tresses, my lover fell asleep"), where the phrase "Weck'ich ihn nun auf? Ach nein!" ("Shall I wake him? Ah no"), repeated three times, was first coy, then a bit reproachful, and finally just the merest sigh of content. The Wolf group was lengthened by two encores, which Miss Schwarzkopf announced and (bless her!) translated: an exultant Ich hab' in Penna (a catalogue of lovers: one each in Penna, Maremma, Ancona, Viterbo, Casentino, and Magione; four...
...from the New England Conservatory of Music, and it must in all candor be admitted that she puts our local talent to shame. She is the sweet Rose Maybud, a Village Maiden, of this Ruddigore, and a veritable Lttle Mary Sunshine of a Rose she is: goofy, tottering, simpering, coy, absurd, delightful, and quite seductive. And, how lovely, she has also a charming singing voice. Whenever she is on stage, the show is a complete triumph...
Desperation & Success. Nona and Sophie got into the dress business in 1928, the year before Jackie was born. Sophie's father was a prominent judge in Savannah, Ga.; her first husband was Edward (Ted) Coy, Yale '10, an All-America fullback. Nona, as the daughter of William Gibbs McAdoo, U.S. Secretary of the Treasury under Wilson, was once known as "the Cabinet beauty." "One day," says Sophie, "Nona called me up. Her husband had died recently. She said, 'I'm desperate. We must do something to keep busy.' Well, in those days women didn...
...reverses herself, unfortunately, in the Old Vic's Saint Joan. The maid of Domremy, by Shaw's description in his preface, was one of the first of modern women, a take-charge overlord of men. But Jefford's Joan is a wide-eyed schoolgirl heroine, as coy and cute as Sabrina fair. The production also suffers from the paralyzed, tableau style of Douglas Scale's direction. In the end, Saint Joan is the least remarkable of the Old Vic's productions, but it is paradoxically the outstanding one of the lot. For Shakespeare...