Word: piano
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Swedish Nightingale; this place of tarnished gilt and outworn elegance, smelling of twilight, was to be left to the bludgeonings of the real-estate auctioneer. The inextinguishable appeal of extinguished gallantry wrung the hearts of the human interest writers who briefly noted the fact that Steinway & Sons, famed piano manufacturers, were to move from the old place to a new building* uptown...
...began to make cabinets, church organs. At his wedding, he played his own wedding march while his fiancee sweated at the bellows, until it was time to climb down from the loft and stand in front of the priest. For a wedding present he gave the girl a piano-a curious instrument with two strings. His son made one with three. In 1839, a piano of his making was exhibited at the state fair in Brunswick...
...country he had reached. His father, mother, six assorted brothers, sisters, set out to reach his side. When Henry Clay was making a vain but practised compromise with Death, and John Calhoun had roared his last, Peter Cooper, builder of the first U. S. locomotive, had a Steinway piano...
...turn a strange corner and find some hitherto unnoticed building filling up half the block and what is more, no one can ever tell us what it is or why it is there. Some genii could drop a new building, possibly a "School for Making Better Piano Keys", into the midst of the scattered campus, and the Freshman of today would scarcely have learned of its existence by his Senior year...
...Frenchmen (Bonnard, Braque, Duffy, Seganzac, Laurencin, Marchand, Marquet, Matisse, Utrillo, Vlaminck) are all seduced by wonder, preoccupied with the intricacies of moods, of surfaces. The pinguid fingers of Matisse's Jenne Fille au Piano strike from the keyboard notes that drip with colored stridence, red like the shuddering walls, waxen yellow and scarlet like the overripe fruits on the table. Duffy's Trouville clutches the beach insecurely, as if at any moment it might balloon, mad with gaiety, into the seawind, and shatter its striped pavilions on the salvoing clouds. Bonnard's Le Palmier is a jungle as gemmed...