Word: sensuousness
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...best in all Italy. Many another superlative can be applied to Trastevere; its poverty is the deepest, its streets and alleyways the most crowded, its feasting the lustiest in all of Rome. It was in Trastevere that Raphael himself found the baker's full-bosomed daughter whose sensuous charms he bequeathed to the world in the painting La Fornarina...
Miss Providakes has a rich and well placed voice, full throughout its range, and what is more important, she knows how to use it to best effect. In the Ravel and de Falla songs the voice was full-throated and sensuous. Where the music seemed to indicate some degree of brittleness and harshness the tone was drawn out to wire tautness. Debussy's "Trois Chansons de Bilitis," the best job of collaboration of the evening, were done with great delicacy and warmth. The result here and in a group by Faure was a fine sense of communication to the audience...
What keeps The Red Room from becoming a sexual saturnalia is that it traces the contours of the heart as well as the flesh. Colette-like in its rhythms, Author Mallet-Joris' prose moves in sensuous counterpoint between "beauty, cruelty, voluptuousness and suffering, all equally delicious." What is not delicious about Hélène and what finally destroys her relationship with Jean is her feral determination to belong only to herself. Outwardly unmarred but inwardly depraved, she is a female Dorian Gray. But even with an unbeautiful soul, the game of love is scarcely over...
...Wolverhampton, England, Dr. Sidney C. Dyke blamed Britain's threatened water shortage on "the cult of the domestic bath," wrote to the British -Medical Journal: "It is an obvious fallacy that frequent immersion in hot water has any hygienic value whatsoever. Its appeal is purely sensuous...
Night falls, and Pierrot sits alone in the deserted marketplace. The folded tents of the merchants stand tall and sad as cypresses. The lady and her lover appear, and dance together a sensuous adagio. Sombert is lovely in this lyric piece, and Youskevitch is starkly splendid in his solo dance. The clown, mad with jealousy, climbs to the wire. He will prove, though he dies, that he is a man, and die he does. He lies broken in his lady's scarlet mantle, like a white bird in a pool of blood...