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Updated: June 29, 2025
There was a whir through her English of three acquired languages. "How do you do?" "We father and I travelled once all the way from Brussels to Dresden to hear you play. It was worth it. I shall never forget how you played the 'Humoresque. It made me laugh and cry." "You like Brussels?" She laid her little hand to her heart, half closing her eyes.
The "Humoresque" is a bit of titanic merriment; the "Mazurka" is most deftly built and is full of dance-fire; the "Arietta" is highly original, and the "Capricietto" shows such ingenious management of triplets, and has altogether such a crisp, brisk flavor, that it reminds one of Lamb's rhapsody on roast pig, where he exclaims, "I tasted crackling!"
Incidentally the cast is to be congratulated on its picturesque acting, especially Miss Barriscale in her impersonation of the Rose. It is harder to grasp the other side of the paradox, picture-motions considered as time measured without sound. But think of a lively and humoresque clock that does not tick and takes only an hour to record a day.
Miss Delehanty adjusted a highly eccentric hat, a small green velvet, outrageously tilted off the rear of its bandeau, and a wide black streamer flowing down over one shoulder. It was the match to the explosive effect of the trotteur gown. She was Fashion's humoresque, except that Fashion has no sense of humor. Very presently Minneapolis would appraise her at two hundred and seventy-five as is.
And we, Dad and I, didn't know what it was costing her till she was gone." There was another silence. In the orchestra, out beyond the palms and screens of the Venetian room, the first violin was playing the Humoresque. The girl leaned forward slightly, watching Jimmie's face. Her lips were parted, and an unexpected sympathy softened her eyes.
There was a whir through her English of three acquired languages. "How do you do?" "We father and I traveled once all the way from Brussels to Dresden to hear you. It was worth it. I shall never forget how you played the 'Humoresque. It made me laugh and cry." "You like Brussels?" She laid her little hand to her heart, half closing her eyes.
A very high soprano and a musical tenor duet, sentimental, humoresque: "There, dry your eyes, I sympathize Just as a mother would Give me your hand, I understand, we're off to slumber land Like a father, like a mother, like a sister, like a brother." Listening to this melody, Dickie Hudson's face under the gaslight expressed a rapt and spiritual delight, tender, romantic, melancholy.
"'Humoresque," he said, with a quick glance for Miss Berg. "'Humoresque," she said, smiling back at him. He capered through, cutting and playful of bow, the melody of Dvorak's, which is as ironic as a grinning mask. Finished, he smiled at his parent, her face still untearful. "How's that?" She nodded. "It's like life, son, that piece. Crying to hide its laughing and laughing to hide its crying."
Now that fiction containing anything of the Great Struggle is anathema to editors, and must wait for that indefinite time of its revival, it was like getting a last bargain to read "Facing It," "Humoresque," "Contact," "Autumn Crocuses," and "England to America."
In Chinese-tone also is Kelley's most popular song, "The Lady Picking Mulberries," which brought him not only the enthusiasm of Americans but the high commendation of the Chinese themselves. It is written in the limited Chinese scale, with harmonies of our school; and is a humoresque of such catchiness that it has pervaded even London and Paris.
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