delicatesse

I. Rimbaud said, “Par delicatesse j'ai perdu ma vie.”

Par Delicatesse 2010

While Mme de La Fayette was gaining the plaudits of the urbane world for the delicatesse of

The Life and Romances of Mrs Eliza Haywood Whicher, George Frisbie 1915

I have no delicatesse as a diplomat, but I go blind on

The Book of Humorous Verse Various 1902

To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse?

Spirit That Form’d This Scene 1900

And the roughness of the earth and of man encloses as much as the delicatesse of the earth and of man,

Song of the Broad-Axe 1900

I am quite aware of the complication of this state of things and what is demanded by _delicatesse_, but, on the other hand, Natalie may in some measure be said to be hurt by this same _delicatesse_ when, in her presence, Wilhelm is allowed to lament over the loss of Theresa.

The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 03 Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English. in Twenty Volumes Kuno Francke 1892

Poetry here of a very high (perhaps the highest) order of verbal melody, exquisitely clean and pure, and almost always perfumed, like the tuberose, to an extreme of sweetness—sometimes not, however, but even then a camellia of the hot-house, never a common flower—the verse of inside elegance and high-life; and yet preserving amid all its super-delicatesse a smack of outdoors and outdoor folk.

Poetry To-Day in America—Shakspere—The Future. Collect 1892

Thus, in our times, refinement and delicatesse are not only attended to sufficiently, but threaten to eat us up, like a cancer.

Democratic Vistas: Paras. 60–89. Collect 1892

At a concert of Killer's (December 15, 1832) he performed with Liszt and the concert-giver a movement of Bach's Concerto for three pianos, the three artists rendering the piece "avec une intelligence de son caractere et une delicatesse parfaite."

Frederic Chopin as a Man and Musician Niecks, Frederick 1888

She is a young lady now, _delicatesse, consommé_, and all the rest of it in a refined way, and I don't want to show myself to her in such an abject state.

The Chorus Girl and Other Stories Anton Pavlovich Chekhov 1882