Word: lyricized
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...poets' wives are fitted to write about their lately lyric husbands, but some do. Latest rusher-in is Helen Thomas, relict of the late Edward Thomas, who was killed at Arras in 1917. If you have a sweet tooth for idyllic romance you will chew on this with gusto; if not, World Without End may make your teeth a little edgy...
Peter Ibbetson was Composer Taylor's third choice of subject. He had worked first on Heywood Broun's Candle Follows His Nose. Becoming involved in Broun's allegory, he dropped it for Elmer Rice's Street Scene. Deems Taylor music is essentially lyric and charming. Street Scene is sordid, grim. Composer Taylor shelved it for Peter Ibbetson the evening he met Constance Collier at a party given by Katherine Cornell. In his libretto he followed the structure of the Peter Ibbetson which Miss Collier adapted in 1917 as a play for herself and the Barrymore Brothers...
...Author. Gabrielle Colette (Mme Henri de Jouvenel), 57, is famed in France as Foremost Woman of Letters and as an epicure. Her late first husband, Henry Gauthier-Villars.* wrote many a lyric, essay and sophisticated lovestory signed "Willy." He collaborated with Colette on the famed Claudine series. Colette has written nearly 40 books. Though she did not invent the Modern French Woman in fiction, she is credited with supplying "the organs, the accuracies, the mind and the heart." Other translated novels: Mitsou (TIME, July 7), Cheri, Claudine at School...
...Carroll, and other esoteric nonsense-verse. The Dunster House Matron of Morsels will entertain as black-face comedienne, in her inimitable interpretations of 'mammy' songs. By popular request the Senior Tutor will cast aside academic dignity as a concession to the holiday season, and sing that famous and lachrymose lyric of the frigid Forties, entitled 'Father's a Drunkard and Mother's Dead, or Poor Little Bessie's Plea for Bread...
...become Harkness-minded. Printed matter from the office of Robert Lamb, the Ivy Lee of Cambridge, and more oblique declarations from President A. Lawrence Lowell (who never makes statements for publication, and so has never at once been wrong and on record for it) have sung in almost lyric phrases the boons and ueufructs of the $15,000,000 which will eventually be spent on the project. Harvard undergraduates, who, after all, are more intimately concerned with the house plan than any one else, rose grandly in rebellion, and there ensued an orgy of hoots, sneezes and jeers in student...