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C. M. Miller of Austin.i'hi oh gulf4U8e«li and Light liana, aesee, roast, otton It la andinnerality.light.andayGrand Opera H©u«e.Never before has a Galveston audience witnessed so pleasing a performance as that given last night by Pav-lowa and Mordkln and the Imperial Russian ballet and orohestra at the Grand last night. The theater was packed to the doors and not for a moment was there lack of Interest for Terplschore was there with every winning grace of action and expression that has given the goddess a place In mythology, history and romance.Beauty of form and grace of action, of the sort that they display, defies description. It is poetry, it is song,It Is love and laughter. All the spirits of the air are caught captive and visualised in graceful reality.With fragrant Incense burning, heavy curtains hanging and the gold nnklets of bright eyed girls gleaming. the setting of part one was undoubtedly the harem of some eastern c-hleftan. And the story was undoubtedly the well remembered «ne from Arabian Nights—Atvaldi, the captive queen.Many women danced and posed for the pleasure of the barbaric Shah-Rahman. Mikall Mordkln. as the silent and sullen ruler, was one with the (Oriental splendor of the part. Two men bring in and unroll a shapeless bundle, out of which rolls—glittering white, beautiful—Anna Pavlowa. the oaptlve queen. Shackled at his feet, her eyes flashed resentment and daring. Then at his command she dances.With every move, every step she woos him. tempts him and at last he unbinds the chains of gold. Then, with Interludes in which the harem dances with its master, she dances on and on in wild mazes and Intricacies that, without her indescribable grace, would be grotesque. Into his arms and out. darting to him. from him and finally in an abandon or charm, offering him the cyp which induces sleep; eagerly he takes, drinks and sleeps. Softly she steals away, a quiet little figure of stealth and Joy, and the story of Azyaldl if told.At the beginning of part two. Pavlowa danced the music that Saint Saens named The Swan. In wh^te and gauze and swansdown. softly, tenderly she danced in a sort of moonlit hush. Only a few turns and slow steps and she sank slowly in a sad little, white little heap while the music died away faintly.After that came the Polish dances by a sprightly quartet o. beautiful girls and swarthy men In gay vrhlilt;t and gold uniforms. It was the ^hA^mlng/I AnMvaupairweeclaanostrcknoandwelTnovFbigofdriGa1coi
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Galveston Tribune
Galveston, Texas, US
Sat, Feb 11, 1911
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