Word: vagabondism
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Vagabond there has always been something incongruous about a general who issues his military commands in a series of tripping cadenzas. There is something a trifle inconclusive about a woman of considerable girth shaking a tambourine heavenward and launching into a Spanish dance. But this is a question of taste and must not be considered fair criticism. But there is one aspect of the Opera that rankles deep in the heart of the Vagabond. It is this...
...woman. The sparkling of the gems as they caught the light was like staring at some inverted heaven. Even as he looked the lights dimmed and the curtain went up on Lammermoor, the story of a Scottish clan unraveled in the best possible Italian. For fifteen minutes the Vagabond strove concientiously to construct the story. He tried to recall his Scott to know avail, he tried to resurrect his Italian--with dire complications. At last he gave up and the better to pass the time looked hastily about him. Heigho, here was something better than trying to follow the Opera...
...Vagabond is frankly disturbed. This statement takes on the colors of an admission from one who likes to consider himself free from those troubles which eat out the hearts of mortal men. But the Vagabond is disturbed...
...seen it stated in the daily press on reputable authority that the slang of today is puny, degenerate, and emasculated. Now this directly concerns his province, for it is in his slang that ordinary man looses the chains which bind him and stands forth a naked personality. And the Vagabond deals with the hearts of men from which the curtain of convention has been drawn aside. Slang and swearing, as they appear to a purist, should be crystallized emotional expressions. Regarded as such, the Vagabond can only join with his distinguished colleague and lament the passing of the giant oaths...
...middle ages. The radio and the movie have finished the levelling process of democracy. The human sea of derbied heads stretches out far into the middle west with no crown or crested helm to arrest the eye. Can all romance have gone forever? In his soul the Vagabond can not believe this. Somewhere under a $19.50, double-breasted, peaked-lapelled coat he knows that there beats a heart-of-gold ripe for adventure...