Clavichord Sentence Examples

Mishka had opened the clavichord and was strumming on it with one finger.

The phrase seemed to me to capture the intense and direct physical sensations which are such a key part of playing the clavichord.

Both are versions of the small ' German ' fretted clavichord.

Indeed it would be very interesting to follow the evolution of the modern clavichord through the database.

It had originally been conceived for harpsichord, but had been extensively reworked for clavichord.

The young people, at the countess' instigation, gathered round the clavichord and harp.

The princess glanced at her watch and, seeing that she was five minutes late in starting her practice on the clavichord, went into the sitting room with a look of alarm.

Between twelve and two o'clock, as the day was mapped out, the prince rested and the princess played the clavichord.

Before they reached the room from which the sounds of the clavichord came, the pretty, fair haired Frenchwoman, Mademoiselle Bourienne, rushed out apparently beside herself with delight.

After tea, the company went into the sitting room and Princess Mary was asked to play on the clavichord.

But Anatole's expression, though his eyes were fixed on her, referred not to her but to the movements of Mademoiselle Bourienne's little foot, which he was then touching with his own under the clavichord.

A third was playing a Viennese waltz on the clavichord, while a fourth, lying on the clavichord, sang the tune.

The young people, after returning from the theater, had had supper and were grouped round the clavichord.

Sonya was sitting at the clavichord, playing the prelude to Denisov's favorite barcarolle.

I will tell him myself, and you'll listen at the door, and Natasha ran across the drawing room to the dancing hall, where Denisov was sitting on the same chair by the clavichord with his face in his hands.

After dinner Natasha, at Prince Andrew's request, went to the clavichord and began singing.

None of them, not even the middle-aged Dimmler, wanted to break off their conversation and quit that corner in the sitting room, but Natasha got up and Nicholas sat down at the clavichord.

Mavra Kuzminichna flicked the dust off the clavichord and closed it, and with a deep sigh left the drawing room and locked its main door.

He alone could play on the clavichord that ecossaise (his only piece) to which, as he said, all possible dances could be danced, and they felt sure he had brought presents for them all.

Unfortunately there is no evidence of him making a clavichord.