Word: emperor
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...than his virtues. For instance, ideas were like banana peels to O'Neill; he always seems to be picking himself up after having slipped on some thought of Nietzsche's or Strindberg's or Freud's. He was addicted to dramatic stunts-drums in The Emperor Jones, mannequins in The Hairy Ape, masks in The Great God Brown. Something of a Broadway swell and a nifty dresser, he aspired to be a flashy man-about-words, a self-described poet, no less, and some of his highfalutin attempts along these lines make one cringe...
Perhaps the most enduring of Maloula's legends concerns Holy Cross Day, which the village celebrates on Sept. 14. In the 4th century, the Roman Emperor Constantine, a convert to Christianity, dispatched his mother Helena to the Holy Land to search for the true cross. He also ordered the lighting of fiery beacons from Jerusalem to Constantinople to flash the joyous news if she should find it. Two of these were placed on either side of Maloula's narrow canyon. In modern times, one beacon has been tended on feast days by Melchites, the other by Greek Orthodox...
...lifelong association with the pioneer teacher and choreographer Doris Humphrey. Under her guidance Limón began choreographing his own dances, but by the late 1940s had his own group, and with Mentor Humphrey as artistic director, polished his austere, flowing style. His major works include Missa Brevis and Emperor Jones. He is best remembered for The Moor's Pavane, created in 1949, a spare retelling of Othello that has become a dance classic...
...faced with the choice between amateur therapy and finicky, arid footnotes to Duchamp, the mind recoils. In fact, the term avant-garde has outlived its usefulness. The hard thing to face is not that the emperor has no clothes; it is that beneath the raiment, there is no emperor...
...endlessly inventive in incorporating the Duke's emblems with animals, flowers and armorials. If the whole does not seem as devotional an object as its possessors liked to profess, it is certainly something from the artifice of eternity that, in Yeats' phrase, might keep a drowsy emperor awake-in Byzantium or elsewhere...