Word: troth
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...Akihito and his commoner fiancée Michiko Shoda, which ripened shyly on the tennis courts of Tokyo, a love match after all? Cruelly thwacking the charming legend, a spokesman for the imperial household told the astounded Diet that nothing so silly as affection had a part in the troth-pledging; plain, old-fashioned parental bride-picking had done the trick. "The engagement of the Crown Prince was not the result of unthinking love," said the spokesman, adding obscurely, "I have observed the Prince and was compelled to admire his mature and deliberate way of thinking, regarding his marriage...
...ancient custom, a Japanese fiancé seals the engagement by buying the bride. Last week Crown Prince Akihito made a small investment (two fish, five rolls of white silk, six bottles of sake), officially sealed his troth to Michiko Shoda, who then knuckled down to the weary task of studying the archaic imperial wedding lore under Palace Ritualist Osanaga Kanroji. His bride in hand, the prince was free to join his parents. Emperor Hirohito and Empress Nagoko, at a heady gala: the annual poetry-reading contest. Fired by this year's contemporary topic (windows), an astounding 22,427 waka...
...dark-eyed, black-haired bachelor king's search for a wife and Queen was further circumscribed by the requirement that she be of noble birth and a devout Moslem. An early attempt to announce his troth-to a five-year-old daughter of Egypt's King Farouk-was abandoned almost as soon as it was considered; the latest attempt to marry him to a daughter of Morocco's King Mohammed V was given up last winter. Reasons: her Moroccan Arabic was almost incomprehensible to an Iraqi, and besides, she was no blonde. This summer 22-year...
...Hulot's Holiday, composed something like a ballet of pratfalls. In Diary of a Country Priest, adapted from the novel by Georges Bernanos, the camera watched a body dissolve in spirit, while in Pit of Loneliness the spirit of a feeling woman was stifled in perverse carnality; troth touchy subjects were handled with high skill. For those who cared to sniff the festering lilies of romantic decadence. Max Ophuls' tale of love in a dying century, The Earrings of Madame De . . ., was certainly the best of all the French contributions...
...France's Pierre Mendès-France was something new to postwar diplomacy. He made no effort to appear obliging, did not seem to care whether anybody liked him personally or not. He had little to bargain with except the hopes he himself had aroused by pledging his troth to Western European Union in London. Now, with all the invitations issued, the guests on hand, the church bells pealing and the altar in sight, he was using that hope as a lever, threatening to balk unless he got his way on just one little matter...