Word: nuns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...time in 1939 was spending a week or so of his summer vacation from Harvard visiting the sculptress and her diplomat husband in Europe. Carving the wooden altarpiece for a Belgian church, Mrs. Wiley portrayed the future U.S. President as a guardian angel hovering over the kneeling nun. By the time she had finished. Belgium was overrun by the Nazis, and the work was sent for safekeeping to the Vatican, which passed it on to one of the city's more than 400 churches...
...friends threw a little party her seventieth birthday, at the of Igor Markevitch in the Swiss As ever, she was thin, almost in Copland's term, "nun-like." Markevitch children presented her $3,000 diamond purchased by boulangerie, and the guests broke a chorus composed for the by former student Francis Poulence was a birthday party such as few enjoy; Mlle. Boulanger had the congratulations of the musical world...
...Bluemen, were projected with mastery; no less remarkable--for Schwarzkopf dearly loves a song in which she can be girlish and winning--was the sly humor of In dem Schatten meiner Locken ("In the shadow of my tresses, my lover fell asleep"), where the phrase "Weck'ich ihn nun auf? Ach nein!" ("Shall I wake him? Ah no"), repeated three times, was first coy, then a bit reproachful, and finally just the merest sigh of content. The Wolf group was lengthened by two encores, which Miss Schwarzkopf announced and (bless her!) translated: an exultant Ich hab' in Penna (a catalogue...
Rome's Camaldolese sisters make ends meet by cooking and scrubbing for a local pensione, and laundering altar linens for a nearby Benedictine seminary. Sister Naz arena shares in the convent work by sewing and cutting the palms ; her materi als are delivered to her cell by a nun who taps at her door, whispers "Deo gratias," waits long enough for Sister Naz arena to hide in a recess of her cell, then sets the cloth or fronds inside the door...
...night, long after the other nuns have retired, she stays awake to pray; in her cell she has a "discipline" with the tiny whip that certain religious use to scourge themselves in mortification. In her soli tary life, Sister Nazarena prays, explains one nun, "for you, for me, for all of us." Solitude with her God seems to agree with her. "She is the most serene person I have ever known," says her abbess Mother Hildegarde. "She is a saint...