Word: floridation
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Only the soloists performed expertly. Edward Munro, tenor dispatched the florid Every valley with accuracy and pleasant sound; although bass Irvin Nordquist lacked truly dark vocal color, his part remained dramatically exciting. Eunice Alberts, a little too restrained at first, improved after intermission, displaying her rich contralto tone and careful diction. Soprano Marguerite Willauer distinguished herself in both the intricate coloratura of Rejoice greatly and the more restrained line of the recitatives...
...rostrum in the old papal courthouse where Italy's Chamber of Deputies fights its stormy battles had the broad, florid face of a peasant surmounted by a thatch of obstreperous, oiled-down red hair. But the voice that came out was the courtly, confident baritone of a man who, to the surprise of almost all concerned, has blossomed almost overnight into Italy's leading statesman. For two hours last week, Premier Giuseppe Pella ranged over Italy's relations with the rest of the world...
...soon spreads its entangling branches, with Tom defended only by his housemaster's beautiful, equally off-horse wife. Trying desperately to prove his normality by dating the town tramp, Tom only leaves it further in doubt; and it is the housemaster's wife herself, who at the florid final curtain, prepares to make...
...rarely equaled for fire and devotion, there was no single standout. But Marshall's soprano, as the highest solo voice, could be heard floating magnificently above even the massed ensemble. In the more subdued sections of Beethoven's Mass, her tone was pure and wellrounded, her florid passages had a liquid sound and her phrasing a natural warmth that her colleagues, for all their greater experience, never quite matched...
Camino Real is Playwright Tennessee Williams' most agitated protest and least effective play. In it Williams is in flight, more than ever before, from theatrical realism. At the same time, he is appalled as never before by reality itself. Using the gaudiest of theater tricks-florid language, Hellzapoppin explosions, surrealist juxtapositions-he has shattered the familiar outer shell of life to reveal decadence and rottenness within. But in doing so, he has partly succumbed as a writer to what as a moralist he would expose...