Word: tender
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...first concert of its 13th season before a friendly, congenial audience that radiated enthusiasm over the orchestra, the program and Conductor Ossip Gabrilowitsch. Beethoven and Brahms wrote the important music for the evening-the Lenore Overture No. 3, and Brahms' First Symphony in C Minor with its tender upward sweep of strings, the sombre throbbing of basses and tympanums, bravely building, mellow, wise. Debussy and Liszt furnished the spice- Nuages and Fêtes, vague, lovely, and the Second Hungarian Rhapsody, vigorous, breathless. Conductor Gabrilowitsch did his work well, won for himself an ovation, a wreath...
Dying of cancer in her sixties in a Pacific coast boom town, with loutish roomers clumping overhead and with no love left for her patient, tender, ineffectual husband, Myra was bitter over her self-defeat, until the end. Passion had made her a lowly bed; she had writhed on it for years. She still could laugh at some of life's absurdities. Some of its beauty was still warm to her-Heine's poems, her own lovely hands. But her steely pride was turned upon itself, 'her mortal enemy. Not even religion could resign...
That worn old Eastern saint, the tender glow...
Early in the first half, Captain Sturtevant of Andover kicked a goal from a scrimmage in front of the Harvard net, and for the rest of the period a barrage of shots was poured at Edward Salmon, the Freshman goal-tender. His stellar play prevented Andover from scoring any more in this stanza...
...office for 17 years, has accomplished many striking and notable changes in the life of the University, has donated ... a considerable part of his personal fortune. . . ." True, true. But then, ah, then came the sting. "The time is certainly not far distant," wrote the unmentionable one, "when he will tender his resignation and commence the enjoyment of a well-earned repose." Facts are all very well, but some facts simply are not discussed without provocation. Here, with Dr. Lowell in his vigorous prime, was no provocation. Harvard men raged-or chuckled-as the overweening one proceeded to anatomize the five...