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The director demurred to the salary. Ashmead said he was mad: she was the German Alboni; her low notes like a trumpet, and the compass of a mezzo-soprano besides. The director yielded, and drew up the engagement in duplicate. Ashmead then borrowed the music and came back to the inn triumphant. He waved the agreement over his head, then submitted it to her.
Here I found the Princess waiting for me, and she received me with much cordiality. The Marquis Villamarina has a most enchanting voice, liquid and velvety, the kind that one only hears in Italy. The Princess sang a very charming old Italian song. She has a mezzo-soprano voice and sings with great taste and sweetness.
Their Sunday evenings are the rendezvous of clever people; the men are particularly entertaining Mr. Blaine, Mr. Bayard, and other shining lights. She is musical, and sings with pleasure. She has a luscious mezzo-soprano. She sang "Robin Adair" on one of these occasions with so much conviction that it seemed as though she was routing Robin from his first sleep. SOMMERBERG, July, 1874.
She was the daughter of his Cambridge tutor penniless, pretty, and musical. He had paid her fees it seemed for several years, and the effect on him of her charming mezzo-soprano voice, at a recent concert given by the College, had settled the matter.
"I'm not going to be engaged to anybody. Not for a long time, anyway. Life is too good as it is." "Is he in love with you?" persisted Kathleen. Esmé lifted up a very clear and sweet mezzo-soprano in a mocking lilt of song: "How should my heart know What love may be?" The visitor regarded her admiringly. "Of course he is. What man wouldn't be! And you've seen a lot of him lately, haven't you?"
The voice singing was clear and soft, yet strong a mezzo-soprano without any culture save that of practice and native taste. It had a singular charm a sweet, fantastic sincerity. He stood still and fastened his eyes on the house, a few rods away. It stood on a knoll perching above Fort Ste. Anne.
Even the thought of it alone is often enough, because the tongue involuntarily takes the position of its own accord. I remember very well how Mme. Désirée Artot-Padilla, who had a low mezzo-soprano voice, used to toss off great coloratura pieces, beginning on the vowel-sound ah, and then going up and down on a, ee, aüoah.
Her voice, a mezzo-soprano, with a high soprano range superadded by incessant work and training, was in its middle register very defective, a fault which she concealed by her profound musical knowledge and technical skill.
He pushes his way through the crowds, for poor Chancer has been doomed to disappointment in his wish to have this fair woman sing to him alone, for when the now full rich notes, now sweet to intoxication, of her mezzo-soprano voice fell on the air, the languid, sentimental or gay stayed their steps to listen.
When the congregation stood to sing the final hymn, Nan's wondrous mezzo-soprano rose clear and sweet over the indifferent-toned notes of every other woman present; to the most dull it would have been obvious that there was a trained singer present, and Mrs. McKaye and her daughters each cast a covert glance in the direction of the voice.
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