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...Rodgers and Hart tunes are simple and melodious and it would not be surprising to find the air-waves congested with the strains of "It's Got to Be Love," On Your Toes" and the pleasing lilt of "Small Hotel." The Miolziner settings are superbly adjusted to the spirit of the show and are colorful and quite exciting...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Crimson Playgoer | 3/26/1936 | See Source »

...Manhattan's pigeons were all killed? Miss Crane is fond of alliteration's artful aid: "Clerk and crier quaffed the quiet of the quarry." When she feels like it, she can rhyme "thorn" with "faun," play hob with King's College English. Readers who like lilt will find plenty of it, in the great tradition of Robert W. Service and Edgar A. Guest...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Poeticules | 2/10/1936 | See Source »

...Lords, a furious drama unrolled between two Empire characters each fit to be popped straight into Gilbert & Sullivan. One was the Lord Chief Justice of England, tiny, rolypoly Baron Hewart. The other was the Lord High Chancellor, tall, severe, ascetic Viscount Sankey. Distinctly Gilbertian. with exactly the right lilt, is Lord Sankey's famed remark: "My first brief fetched two guineas-but afterward, roses, roses all the way!" Not since Sullivan set tunes to Trial by Jury has Justice provided a more diverting tale than that told on himself by Lord Sankey: ''When I became Lord High...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Lord High Scrap | 12/24/1934 | See Source »

Under the headline HEAT WAVE STRIKES CITY, Ethel Waters, in a gay and gaudy martinique costume incinerates her audience with a thumping little tune with a haunting Caribbean lilt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theatre: New Plays in Manhattan: Oct. 9, 1933 | 10/9/1933 | See Source »

...ever hear how the life of man is divided? Twenty years a-growing, 20 years in blossom, 20 years a-stooping, and 20 years declining. From his first 20 years Maurice O'Sullivan recalls many wonderful things, and the swing and the lilt of his words make you think they were sung to the harp of Tara. When he was less than a year old his mother died, dear God bless her soul and the souls of the dead, so Maurice was sent to a school in Dingle since his older brothers and sisters had little more sense...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Dingle to Dublin | 8/7/1933 | See Source »

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