Word: mein
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...that she sang first in public-the contralto part in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony-earned $6 that bought a second-hand canary cage and the first white curtains that the Rosslers ever had. In Vienna young Ernestine, nearly grown up, tried first for opera but the director said "Mein Gott, what a face!" suggested a sewing machine. Only the roughneck father was glad. His Tini should have a decent career. But she fooled him, went to Dresden, brought back a contract signed by the King...
...Fortitude, mein Frau, fortitude", said the husband tenderly embrasing her, and ignoring the trenchant sobs of his children, which now rend the air with renewed vigor. "Suffer we must for the cause of education, so long as Imbecilic editors control its destinies. Soon will come a change, and the latent craving of youth for knowledge will once more be aroused in spite of those who would stifle this yearning forever...
...program follows: I Come, Thou, Oh, Come Bach An Easter Hallelujah Vulpins Ave, Verum Corpus Des Pres The Glee Club II Am Sontag Morgen Brahms Immer leiser wird mein Schlummer Brahms Von Ewiger Liebe Brahms Stornellatrice Respight Caro, Caro el mio Bambin Guar Nieri Vissi D'Arte from Tosca Puccini Miss Giannini III Glorious Apollo Webbe Two Folk Songs: The Turtle Dove Williams Swansea Town Hampshire Arranged by Holst Madrigal Montwerdi O Isis and Osiris, from The Magic Flute Mozart Soloist: J. E. Gurney Four Choruses, from Patience Sullivan The Glee Club IV Four Italian Folk Songs Arranged by Vittoris...
...born, that of Huysmans and Wilde and Anatole France, a world in which avarice and hatred have been more obvious than usual, a world tired and emasculated, "decadent." Against this he has struggled, like a "Titan," as the jacket puts it. Probably he felt much freer in writing "Mein Weg als Deutcher und Jude." This propagandizing and sociologizing mars all his work except the "World's Illusion," for in the three years to come the critical stage will no longer be the same critical stage...
...American Tragedy"--what a book what a needlessly long tour-de-force. And we don't mean maybe! Mr. Dreiser, laborious hind of realism, was disgusted by the sickly romantic breed of best sellers. "Mein Gott!" he belched. (This was way back before Prohibition.) "I shall write a book--oh, such a book." He has. It gripes the romanticists, it wearies the amoral. Mr. Dreiser has forgotten nothing; he has taken a "weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable" hero (the big gun, Willie Shakspere spouted all those adjectives) and put him through hours and hours of representative paces...