When proposals were made to me to return to my native land, to devote

myself to regenerate the art of music, and to fill the honourable

situation of _maitre de chapelle_ to the king of Belgium, as well as

director of the Conservatory of Music at Bruxelles, it was proper to

examine if I could be more useful to the art I with passion cultivate,

in endeavouring to suppress innovations, and in perfecting it, than

in remaining in the capital of France, where my labours might not be

followed by a beneficial result. To convince myself upon this point I

took a general view of the state of Belgium, as regards music, from

the middle age to the present, in order to ascertain whether I should

find the necessary elements for the work they demanded; that is, a

favourable organization for the culture of music in the Belgians, with

suitable disposition to develope, by study, this organization, if it

existed.

When the sensibility and genius of a people for the culture of the arts

is the question, it is difficult to anticipate the future, if history

has not informed us of the past. I own that the facts which I collected

gave me a high idea of the future fate of the art in this country, if

circumstances seconded the efforts I proposed to make. I shall cast a

hasty _coup d’œil_ on these facts, that the readers of the _Revue

Musicale_ may understand on what foundation I build the hope I have

formed in coming here to try a regeneration, which equally flatters my

self-esteem and patriotism.

In the fifteenth century a Belgian, ~Jean Tinctoris~, (or the

_Dyer_) of Niville, was the most learned theoretical musician of his

period, and, at the same time, one of the ablest composers. He wrote

many works on musical subjects, which have descended to us, and show

that ~Gaforio~, and all other Italian theorists of the fifteenth

and sixteenth centuries, drew their science from him, and were his

scholars and imitators. Becoming _maestro di cappella_ to the king

of Naples, Ferdinand d’Arragon, he was founder of the oldest Italian

school of music; and composed masses and motets, which still exist, in

manuscript, in the library of the Sistine Chapel.

In the following century, Adrien Willaert, born at Bruges, was

_maestro di cappella_ of Saint Mark, at Venice, and there established

a musical school, where Zarlino was educated, the most learned of

Italian theorists, and Cyprien Rore, another Belgian, one of the

finest musicians of his time, who became _maestro di cappella_ to the

duke of Ferrara. Willaert also ranked among the best composers of his

day; and Zarlino signalized himself as the inventor of Church Music

in many parts. Cyprien Rore, of whom I have just spoken, Pierre de la

Rue, Clement, surnamed _non Papa_, Jacquet, or Jacques, of Berchem, so

called because he was born in the village of Berchem, near Antwerp,

Jacques of Turnhout, and a multitude of Belgic composers, occupied

places in all the European capitals as chapel-masters to kings and

princes, during the sixteenth and part of the seventeenth centuries.

At this period all the singers of the Pontifical chapel were engaged

from Belgium, and the greater part of the musicians in the service of

the king of Spain left that country. The most celebrated composer of

the latter half of the sixteenth century, who alone was qualified to

struggle for glory with Palestrina, and who, like him, was called _the

Prince of Musicians_, was _Roland de Lassus_[86], born at Mons; his

renown was equally great in Italy, Germany, France, and England. His

countryman and contemporary, Phillipe M. Mons, was likewise considered

as one of the most distinguished composers of his time, and his works

show that his reputation was deserved. I should never conclude, were

I to name all the Belgian musicians worthy of being reckoned amongst

the most able artists. You will observe that I do not mention many

other composers and theorists, who,--born in that part of Flanders,

reunited to France during the reigns of Louis XIII. and XIV., or in the

northern provinces under the dominion of Prussia,--belong nevertheless

to Belgium.

After the prosperous musical period of which I have just spoken,

Belgium passed successively under the dominion of various rulers, was

the theatre of all the plagues of war, and finished by losing its

nationality, and saw vanish the glory of her musicians. Notwithstanding

which, the genius of its inhabitants triumphed from time to time over

the circumstances in which they were placed.

In modern days, do we not see Gossec (born in a village near Walcourt)

convey the germ of a good school of harmony to France, after having

studied in the cathedral of Antwerp, and obtained a justly celebrated

name for the composition of symphony, before Haydn’s works were known

to the musical world? This same artist became one of the founders of

the _Conservatoire de Musique_ in France, and member of the Institute,

and powerfully contributed to the success of the French, from the part

he took in compiling various elementary works, and by the scholars he

produced. At the head of these Catel distinguished himself.

The most celebrated composer who shone in France in the eighteenth

century was a Belgian: you at once know that I mean Grétry, born at

Liege. The creation of a species which belongs to him, and more than

fifty operas, of which the greatest number are filled with excellent

things, either as respect melody or dramatic expression, speak more

than my praises can to his honour. At the present period, the musical

talent of the Belgians manifests itself in a way which leaves no doubt

of success for the future, when, by a proper mode of instruction, their

natural genius is well cultivated.

The _Conservatoire de Musique_ at Paris has furnished some young

Belgian composers to the Institute who are distinguished by their

works, or who have been favoured by government with a pension. Such

are MM. Mengal, Ermel, and Angelet. The Belgian violinists, among

whom we notice Bériot, Roberechts, Haumann, Ghys Massart, the young

Vieutemps, and many others, shine the first in rank of any in Europe.

Antwerp awards the palm to M. Chevillarch, one of the first violinists

of the present age. Young Servais promises fair to be another virtuoso

on that instrument. The Belgians have the honour to have given birth

to Drouet, the most astonishing of flutists. In fact, every species

of talent is daily produced by this ancient country of art. There is,

then, a guarantee for the musical regeneration about to be operated by

the government of Belgium. This is what I perceived, and sufficed to

convince me that my labours would not be bestowed on an ungrateful soil.

Belgium has re-conquered her nationality. Its government has secured

a return to civilization, and the restoration of arts, which have

long languished under foreign dominion. From this moment it gives the

country those means of instruction which were wanting. Shortly it will

secure, by adequate institutions, a succession of artists distinguished

by talent. Thus the Belgians will recover that high rank they once held

in art.

Such is my belief, and this has determined me to devote the rest of my

days to my native country.

~Fetis.~

MUSICAL METRONOMES.

_To the_ ~Editors~ _of the_ ~Harmonicon~.

~Gentlemen~, _Olive Mount Street, Liverpool_.

I notice in your valuable work, the _Harmonicon_, for May last,

a Report made to the [French] Academy of the Fine Arts, 20th of

October, 1832, by its Musical Committee, on the Third Metronome of

Maelzel.--With this report I am much pleased, and feel glad that so

small, yet very _useful a thing_ has received such attention from men

of scientific knowledge, in their endeavours to improve the system of

musical education. Their notice of the subject redounds greatly to

their credit.

My object in this communication is to furnish you with a paragraph from

the _Liverpool Mercury_, of Friday the 19th inst., upon what I consider

a very important matter, viz. Improved Musical Time Beaters.--It is

as follows:--‘Many of our musical readers are, no doubt, acquainted

with Maelzel’s Metronome, for ascertaining the time in which musical

pieces should be played. It is a very simple instrument, but is not

intended to accompany the player, as it is completely dumb. We would

not say anything in disparagement of any useful invention, but we

may be permitted, we trust, to observe, that every object attained

by Maelzel’s Metronome would be fully accomplished on a graduated

pendulum with a sliding ball, which might be sold for half-a-crown at

the utmost. Mr. Abbot, of Manchester, has very greatly improved upon

Maelzel’s instrument, by rendering it what it ought to be, not only

a time indicator, but a time beater. At the commencement of each bar

it gives a very audible beat. It will be found advertised under the

head “Musical Indicator,” in another part of our paper. In consequence

of some conversation we had with the inventor on the subject, we

trust that Mr. Abbot will construct some Indicators which shall not

only mark the beginning of the bar, but any sub-division of it. The

Musical Time-beater, invented many years ago by Mr. Egerton Smith,

of Liverpool, and simplified by Mr. Condliffe, of the same place,

possesses this advantage over every similar instrument previously or

subsequently introduced. It marks the beginning of the bar by a pretty

loud blow, and indicates also the component parts of the bar by minor

but audible beats, whether there be 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, or 12 in the bar.

The machine, however, is perhaps too complicated for common use, and we

should greatly prefer Mr. Abbot’s, if it gave the subdivisions of the

bar.’

I have seen Mr. Abbot’s Time Indicator; it is a simple, good

instrument, but not what it professes to be, in my humble opinion: it

beats every crotchet, or rather it is like a clock that beats, or ticks

loud and quick.

Mr. Smith’s invention, simplified by Mr. Condliffe, is greatly superior

to it in every respect. It gives a good beat at the beginning of every

bar, and generally divides the bar into its smaller proportions very

accurately. It is not so complicated as the above; is an excellent

contrivance, and the best that has ever yet appeared.

I am, Sir, your constant reader,

And humble Servant,

~L. T. Crossley.~

_July 22d, 1833._

BELLINI’S LAST OPERA.

A friendly correspondent, whose letter exhibits more gentlemanlike

politeness than musical judgment, has mildly reproached us for the

contempt we have expressed for the Italian opera, _I Capuleti e

Montecchi_. Of this work we hoped never to hear further mention, but

the grave remonstrance of our correspondent, who desires that his

communication may not be published, induces us to insert a critique,

a very just and able one, from the German _Iris_, of the 21st of June

last, by which our friend will perceive that foreign critics _do_

entertain the same opinion of this last production of Signor Bellini,

as that universally felt in London.

---- As to the opera itself,--says the German writer, M. Rellstab,--it

is like many other modern works, which we might find ample fault with,

if we found but a footing in any part which was good or beautiful,

so as to be able to separate the bad and to submit the latter to

criticism; but when a thing is awry on all sides,--if no part of it

display rationality of ideas, much less beauty, where is a poor critic

to begin? Begin? whether we start from above, from below, at angles

or across, whether we skim like a swallow over the work, weaknesses

will present themselves at every step. But suppose he has begun, where

is he to leave off? but no matter, let us venture upon the task. Why

is _everything_ to be censured? Why is criticism to demand absolute

perfection, since the art itself cannot arrive at it; and since the

greatest work of art must fall short of the desired perfection, at

least as far as regards an author who culls his labour to a strict

account? Goethe himself confesses unceremoniously, that a work of

art can never be finished: why should we, _Dii minorum gentium_, not

subscribe to that opinion? Why should criticism take into its head to

attain a greater perfection? No such thing! The reader therefore shall

be served with more critical aphorisms;--a critical thunderstorm, with

some flashes of lightning. But _ad rem_! The overture, a _charivari_

more destitute of ideas, a more unmeaning ding-dong of instruments, a

more mawkish whine of melody, has never reached my ears or eyes. Verily

the overture is invaluable! it is as if it were prefixed to the work as

a sort of board, with the warning ‘Here nothing is to be gained, a mere

triumph of insipidity is celebrating within.’ It is, indeed, a bold

thing to speak thus of a renowned man, who has the public so much on

his side. Honest Germans! Honest Viennese in particular!--for you more

especially constitute the public of Bellini--I have but a poor opinion

of you who can live tens of years without hearing Gluck, who can find

Mozart antiquated, and Beethoven’s _Fidelio_ and Weber’s _Euryanthe_

dull and tedious. From that which you reject and spurn, we may judge

to a nicety of the value of that which you choose. But let us proceed:

choruses, arias, recitativos, everything runs helter skelter, without

rhyme or reason, into each other, and at cross purposes. _Tebaldo_

sings like _Romeo_; _Romeo_ like _Lorenzo_; _Lorenzo_ like _Julia_;

the enemy like the friend; the happy like the miserable; the lover

like the deadly foe. How divine! how perfectly freed is the critic

from the odious task of entering into the sense and meaning of a work

of art! How heavenly a state of existence when the mind is absolved

from all exertion, when we may stretch our limbs comfortably, gape

away, and enjoy the _dolce far niente_! I myself had nearly fallen

into this pleasing state; I felt as if I had exclaimed, ‘Pursue your

musical sounds; blow on, whistle, fiddle, and drum away; drag the

melody through endless suspensions like a chain of sighs, then let it

rattle off like a Dutch alarm clock, which enhances the enjoyment of

sleep, because it just renders us conscious of being asleep. But how is

all this? How comes it that every thing penetrates but skin deep? How?

because the question was to write something which should not remind the

hearer that he possessed a heart or brains; or, in short, that he was

an intellectual being. But surely this problem might have been solved

by the composer in a less offensive manner. Fifths and octaves will

split the tympanum of a New Zealander, of a buffalo; will rupture the

asses’ skin of a drum itself. Oh, Signor Bellini, you really are going

beyond a joke with our poor ears! Faults and crudities are permitted,

we allow, but such lumps and clumps of faults which would make an

elephant stumble, such blocks, ought surely not to have been strewed

across my critical path. The public, it is true, regards them as genial

mountains, as aërolites dropped from the moon, or a something else

unheard of before. Ah, if they remained but unheard! if they were but

inaudible! but there are many abodes upon earth, and I will add, there

are many sorts of ears.

Dearest friend,--I hear my readers exclaim,--we perfectly perceive

that you will never cease censuring; but do pray begin to bestow

your praise too. Courteous readers of the _Iris_, the latter is more

difficult than to leave off finding fault. You fancy perhaps I need

only say the composer writes advantageously for the voice; really

that would be one of the most barefaced fibs that I could be guilty

of, according to my notion of what constitutes genuine song. True it

is, that he writes for vocal caricature, for the very destruction of

the vocal art, in which everything noble and beautiful stands a fair

chance to be thus ruined. Although there may be found, here and there,

singers who know how to transfer what is great and valuable in their

art, even to such specimens of its degeneracy and abuse. And this

indeed is the sole reason why the operas of such composers maintain

their ground in Italy; they afford opportunities to a singer destitute

of true feeling of showing his vocal volubility and execution, and of

creating astonishment by such means; while to the great singer they

present a field for compensating by his art, that which the brainless

author was incapable of producing. But in the eye and ear of the true

connoisseur, such productions must ever remain monsters. Bellini, and

still worse Rossini, laugh at the idea of expressing words or feelings

by means of music; inasmuch as the most insipid, commonplace ideas are

often resorted to, to depict situations of the most intense interest.

But let it not be thought, after all, that the composers or the public

intend to forego this requisite expression. Far from it. The singer is

expected to supply this desideratum, and thus coarse minds get hammered

into them that which is insupportable to a cultivated taste; in the

same manner as children or savages look upon a glaringly rouged and

tinselled doll as a decided beauty, while to a cultivated eye the sight

is revolting. In this doll, we no doubt trace the embryo of an attempt

at the beautiful, as much as in Bellini’s finales, which, like the

_papier maché_ busts in barbers’ shops, with their full blown cheeks

and inch deep rouge, are meant to represent loveliness.

_Jam satis!_ But is there really nothing whatever to be praised? For

the true judge in the art, _nothing_? Here and there we distinguish an

evanescent bubble, as it were, of some little melodic beginning, which

just proves that, as in the most obdurate being, the spark of what is

good is not totally extinct,--so in the most perverted taste, and in a

state of its greatest degeneracy, there will still lurk some remains of

the feeling for the beautiful inherent in our nature. Of this kind are

the Romance, however supported by the most clumsy harmony--the funeral

dirge of the young maidens, &c. &c. But enough: were I to begin to

enumerate the mere germs of what is good, I should have to do the same

with the full-leaved, full-blossomed weeds, in which case, my critique

would probably occupy the whole of the future numbers of the _Iris_ for

the remainder of the year.

REVIEW OF NEW MUSIC.

1. ~Anthem~, ‘Turn Thee again, O Lord!’ _the_ ~Gresham Prize

Composition~ (No. 2), _composed by_ ~Kellow J. Pye~, _of Exeter,

Member of the Royal Academy of Music_. (J. A. Novello.)

2. ~Cantata~, The Orphan’s Ode to the Patriots, _arranged, with

accompaniments for the Piano-forte and Harp, by the_ ~Lady

Dunstaffnage~. _The Music by_ ~Hummel~.

3. ~The Monthly Sacred Minstrel~, _edited by_ ~John Goss~. Nos. 6

and 7. (Cramer, Addison, and Beale.)

4. ~A Collection of Tunes~, &c., _adapted to the_ Hymns _in use by

the Wesleyan Methodist Societies, arranged in Classes, and designed

for Choirs and Congregations, by_ ~Thomas Hawkes~, _of Williton,

Somerset, Land Agent_. (Mason, _Paternoster Row_.)

Mr. Pye’s work is, in choir language, a full anthem with verse, for

soprano, alto, two tenors, and a base, in three movements: the first,

full, in ~D~ minor; the second verse, five voices, in ~F~; and the

third, a fugue in ~D~ major, full, for four voices. The whole, both

design and execution, is in the orthodox style of the latter end of the

seventeenth and beginning of the eighteenth centuries. Weldon and Croft

have been the composer’s models, but only so far as regards manner;

he has borrowed nothing, for though we cannot ascribe any positive

originality to this anthem--not any absolutely new thought,--yet the

author has made himself debtor to no one for a single passage that we

can recognise. The first movement is decidedly the best, it evinces

much musical learning without any of its pedantry: the fugue style is

adopted for effect, not for display; the harmony is rich without being

loaded, and the modulations are of that grave and becoming kind which

characterises the works of the composers whom we have just named; but

throughout the whole we feel a want of their melody. There is, however,

more of this essential ingredient in the verse, though it is not

over-abundant even here. The last movement is a fugue of two subjects,

sufficiently worked to satisfy those who delight in composition that

smells of the lamp, and not so laboured as to offend such as think

music an art to be addressed to the ear, rather than the eye.

Mr. Pye, a very young artist, has done himself much honour by this

composition. Will our choirs second his efforts, and encourage others

to proceed in the same course, by immediately adopting his anthem? They

ought, if they have any respect for talent, or if they consult the

interests of cathedral establishments.

* * * * *

Neither the title-page nor an advertisement, added to a large list

of subscribers, enable us to penetrate deep into the history of the

Cantata No. 2, which we at first took for a sacred composition, but

afterwards found to be an abominable _mésalliance_ of religion and

politics, beginning with a part of the fortieth chapter of the prophet

Isaiah, and ending with such profitless lines as the following:--

‘A Cumberland, Eldon, pillars of the nation,

Newcastle, and a Mansfield, who nobly filled their station,

As stars at midnight shone those orbs,’ &c. &c.

But the music, by Hummel, and in his best manner, is worthy of so much

of the poetry as is borrowed from the inspired writer, and far too good

for the uninspired verses that follow. The promoters of this work,

however, it seems, intend to make some provision for two orphans out

of the proceeds, and we hope that success will attend their benevolent

endeavours; wishing at the same time that they had been as fortunate in

their choice of words as in their music and number of subscribers.

* * * * *

No. 3 is a continuation of a work noticed before. In this appears the

Lord’s prayer, set to music by Mr. T. Cooke, who--we are sure very

unintentionally, but very unluckily--has, by his manner of setting,

turned it almost into burlesque, _e. g._

[Illustration: Thy king-dom come.]

Then we have a rest after ‘earth,’ but none after ‘heaven,’ so that

the reading is thus,--‘As it is in heaven give us this day our daily

bread;’ and ‘daily’ is made emphatic, (with a certain jerk,) instead of

the word ‘bread;’ thus--

[Illustration: dai-ly bread, our &c.]

After this comes ‘trespasses,’ with a strong accent on the third

syllable. The last fifteen words are so often repeated as to fill

two closely engraved pages, and the phrase, ‘for ever and ever,’ is

reiterated no less than ten times, the movement being marked _allegro

moderato_! Let us hope that but few, if any, will be found to misemploy

this fine, comprehensive, universal prayer, by singing it as thus set.

Indeed, we never wish to hear it _sung_ at all. The other pieces in

these numbers are, a very pleasing duet from Marcello’s Psalms; the

first stanza of Sir Walter Scott’s translation of _Dies Iræ_, well

set, particularly the first movement, by Mr. M’Murdie; and Millico’s

beautiful arietta, ‘Ho sparso tante lagrime,’ with English words

adapted to it.

* * * * *

No. 4 includes the greatest number of hymns we ever met with in one

collection. The volume, which takes a shape we can only describe by

its dimensions, is twelve inches wide by rather more than six deep,

consisting of nearly four hundred pages, which contain at least five

hundred tunes. These are selected from various works, and are all in

score, in four parts, for soprano, alto, tenor, and base; and as no

accompaniment is given, the want of a figured base will be felt by

the organist. For the middle parts a new character is used--something

in the form of a treble clef, and giving the same names to the staff;

the intention of which is, to save the trouble of directing the alto

and tenor to sing the notes an octave lower. The inventor of this is

a Mr. Gay, who disapproves the employment of the base clef for the

tenor voice, preferring the treble, or his own character. He assigns

no reason for this, and most probably has none to offer, unless he can

defend prejudice. But he is bound to show cause why such harmony as the

subjoined is to be allowed:--

[Illustration]

Such consecutive fifths, though false fifths, are much worse to the ear

than some successions of perfect ones. The crotchet ~A~ ought to have

fallen to ~G~. But the same gentleman--who it appears has ‘revised and

corrected’ this work--is answerable for a very extraordinary error, in

calling certain keys by their wrong names. For instance, he denominates

the key of ~B~ flat, ‘~B~ major;’ ~E~ flat, ‘~E~ major;’ and, _mirabile

dictu!_ gives the right name to the _real_ key of ~E~ major; thus

making the keys of ~E~ three flats and ~E~ four sharps, &c., the same

in denomination.

Of these numerous tunes, only the notes are inserted, we therefore

cannot tell how the words are adapted to them, or how accented; but,

with an exception or two, the harmony of such few as we have examined

is correct, and the parts sing well. The compiler, Mr. Hawkes, has

inserted some few of his own compositions, which show great taste, and

afford another proof of the progress making in musical knowledge by

amateurs. The work is printed in a remarkably neat, small, but clear

type, and we doubt not will prove of considerable utility to the large

class of persons for whose use it is published.

* * * * *

~The Passions~, _being_ ~Six Songs~, _each with a descriptive

Proem, and Graphic Illustrations: the Poetry by_ ~Jos. Lunn~;

_the Music by_ ~G. F. Stansbury~, ~T. Cooke~, ~J. Parry~, ~F. W.

Horncastle~, ~J. C. Clifton~, _and_ ~E. Taylor~. _The Illustrations

by_ ~R. J. Hamerton~. (Goulding and D’Almaine.)

The Passions are hazardous matters for poets, painters, and musicians

to meddle with in the way of art. Collins succeeded in them well; Le

Brun tolerably. Dr. Cooke set Collins’ Ode, but reaped no laurels from

his labours; and we are not aware that any other attempt to describe,

in musical language, these powerful emotions of the mind was ever

made till now; for those choruses called ‘The Passions,’ in Handel’s

_Solomon_, are improperly designated.

But what are the passions? Metaphysicians are by no means agreed on

this point. Nay, a distinguished writer goes so far as to allow but

one, self-love! and asserts that all the others are but modifications

of this. Mr. Lunn well observes, that ‘there are many affections,

attributes, &c., usually denominated passions, which have no claim

to that definite appellation.’ And he afterwards adds, ‘I am induced

to consider the six which I have chosen for my task,--namely, Love,

Joy, and Hope, and their opposites, Hate, Grief, and Despair, as the

roots, or bases; or, if the expression be admissible, the Cardinal

Passions, of which all the rest are ramifications, modifications, or

combinations.’ (_Introduction._)

It appears from the Preface to this volume, that two composers were

severally invited by Mr. Lunn to set his poetry to music, but that

one, after requiring many months to consider the subject, declined;

and the other was bound by engagements which prevented his undertaking

the task. The probability is, that the latter, Mr. Bishop, well knew

the difficulty of such an enterprise, and was not very willing to risk

his reputation in it. The other was blessed with more intrepidity, and

embarked in a work of a similar kind[87], though he had, in a modest

excuse, declared his incompetency to set the poetry of his friend.

Mr. Lunn, being thus deserted and disappointed, at length presented his

manuscript to the Melodists’ Club, six of whose members undertaking to

set the words, the volume under notice was produced.

The first, ~Love~, is an elegant composition in ~A~ flat, but much too

grave for the words, which, we should imagine, the author meant to be

set in a light, playful manner.

The second portrays ~Hate~ in the proem or exordium, but in the

song launches out into certain moral reflections on valour, and

the generosity springing from this, describing the passion by its

contraries; which we cannot but consider as injudicious, because at

variance with what was, or what ought to have been, the general design

of the poet, who, when he ceased to depict, should at least have

illustrated by resemblances, not opposites. Hence the composer, who has

well expressed the deadly passion, has been driven into a trumpety,

military style in his air, which, we must add, is quite of the common

theatrical kind.

Joy is the third, and, with the exception of a _pastoral_ movement,

which certainly is anything but suited to so active, so almost riotous

a passion, the composer has well designed his work, but wanted vigour

in the execution.

No. 4, ~Grief~, is evidently the work of a thinking composer, and of a

very good musician. There are some excellent points in this; but the

want of unity in the poem has necessarily influenced the composer. We

conceive that each passion should have stood alone, unweakened by any

adjunct. Here we have the pleasure of memory added to the pangs of

grief; thus both poetry and music are enfeebled.

The fifth, ~Hope~, is not lyrical poetry--the composer therefore must

not be blamed for having made little of it. He does not seem to have

spared effort, but his labour has been bestowed on an unfruitful soil.

Mr. Lunn’s ~Despair~ is nearly of the same cast as Virgil’s--

----Moriamur, et in media arma ruamus.

We much prefer Spenser’s, who is found in

‘----darksome cave----

----low sitting on the ground,

Musing full sadly in his sullen mind;

His greasy locks, long growen, and unbound,

Disorder’d hung, about his shoulders round,

And hid his face; through which his hollow eyne

Look’d deadly dull, and stared as astound.’

The ‘proem’ to this, the actual description of the passion, is graphic;

and, if we may use the expression, is graphically set. A modulation

here is worth quoting:--

[Illustration:

On his bo-som swarth and lank,

Griz-zly tress-es harsh and dank.

LARGHETTO.]

But the rest of the song, though ably composed, is neither more nor

less than a moral to the tale, therefore objectionable in our eyes,

because abandoning that which ought to have been the sole object,--the

passion itself.

The lithographed illustrations have all considerable merit, that of

_Joy_ excepted: the work is very well brought out, and proves the

liberal views of the society.

* * * * *

PIANO FORTE.

1. ~Grand March~, composed by J. N. Hummel. (Cramer and Co.)

2. ~Second Fantaisie Elegante~, _sur des Motifs favoris de l’Opéra_

Fra Diavolo d’~Auber~, _par_ ~C. Czerny~. (Chappell.)

The first of these is one of those happy effusions of genius that

rarely occur, combining originality, most agreeable effect, and that

simplicity of construction as well as of notation, which places it

within reach of every tolerable player. It is in ~B~ minor, and

consists of but five pages.

* * * * *

No. 2 exhibits M. Czerny in a rational shape; he has here not only

selected some of the best airs from the popular opera of Auber, but

arranged them with taste, and in a manner that will exclude no ordinary

performer from benefiting by his fantasia.

* * * * *

1. Terpsichore in Vienna, a ~Divertimento~ _for the Piano-Forte and

Flute, composed by_ ~I. Moscheles~. (Chappell.)

2. ~Gems a la Pixis~, _the German Songs, sung by_ Mad. ~Pixis~,

_composed and arranged by_ ~J. P. Pixis~. Op. 124. (Dean.)

No. 1 is, we conclude, made up of German dance tunes, well blended,

and arranged in an easy familiar manner for both instruments, the

flute part being almost necessary as an accompaniment, if not what

is understood by the term _obbligato_. This is a gay, exhilarating

bagatelle; but some few passages, particularly for the left hand, show

that it is not intended for mere tyros; and it may, without any loss of

caste to the parties, be introduced by performers of the first class.

* * * * *

No. 2 are the very pretty airs sung so often in public last season by

Madlle. Pixis, and now very soberly arranged by the composer, making

three remarkably pleasing divertimentos, not difficult, short, and sure

to be admired by nearly every description of auditors. But the title is

curious, considered as coming from the author himself. Few persons have

the hardihood to speak of their own productions as ‘Gems;’ and that

they are _in the manner of_, or _à la_, Pixis, cannot be denied, seeing

that he composed them.

* * * * *

1. ~A First Pasticcio~, _consisting of an Introduction and Airs,

arranged by_ ~T. A. Rawlings~. (Monro and May.)

2. A Second, do. do. do.

3. ~Introduction and Rondo~, on ~Bishop’s~ _Cavatina_, ‘Fear, ne’er

assail me,’ _arranged by_ ~R. Andrews~. (Goulding and D’Almaine).

No. 1 is composed of Shield’s beautiful air, ‘The Streamlet,’ the march

in _Mosé_, ‘Il ne sont plus,’ and the Cobourg Waltz; No. 2, of three

Swiss airs. These are formed into very easy divertimentos, extremely

well adapted for young players; to be occasionally mixed, however, with

music of a better description than the Swiss and Cobourg productions.

* * * * *

We are not acquainted with the air of No. 3 in its original state, but

it makes a good rondo, and Mr. Andrews’ share in this entitles him to

some praise.

* * * * *

1. ~Grand Triumphal March~, _by_ ~J. D. Rohlffs~. Op. 1, No. 1.

(Cramer and Co.)

2. Polonaise, do. do. do. Op. 1, No. 2.

3. ~Trois Bagatelles~, _composées par_ ~Henry Lemoine~. Nos. 1, 2,

and 3. (Wessel and Co.)

No. 1 is clever, without showing much invention. His enharmonic

modulation is bold and effective.

* * * * *

No. 2 has cost a good deal of labour without making at all a

proportionate return.

* * * * *

The subjects of No. 3 are, the Gallope in _Faust_, a chansonnette of

Plantada, and an air in the ‘Sybarites of Florence,’ short and easy,

but not possessing much of an interesting kind.

* * * * *

DUETS, PIANO-FORTE.

1. ~Overture~ _to_ ~Rossini’s~ Semiramide, _arranged, with_ Flute,

Violin, and Violoncello _accompaniments_ (ad lib.), _by_ ~W.

Watts~. (Chappell.)

2. Les Jonquilles, ~Deux Rondeaux Mignons~, _composées par_ ~C.

Czerny~. (Wessel and Co.)

3. ~Chorus of Peasants~, _with Introductory Movement, from_

~Weber’s~ Euryanthe, _arranged by_ ~George Perry~. (Blackman.)

The overture to _Semiramide_, Rossini’s fine serious opera, is a

most effective work in almost any shape, but as a duet, and with the

accompaniments now added to the piano-forte part, it leaves nothing

to wish, when performed in private rooms, where loud wind instruments

are never heard to advantage, and a drum is unendurable. Mr. Watts’s

arrangement is full, but not crowded, and he has given more than

usual importance to his instrumental parts, which, however, are not

difficult, but form highly valuable additions to the composition.

* * * * *

No. 2 are, ‘Papataci,’ the everlastingly-hacked, worn-out trio from

_L’Italiana in Algeri_, and ‘Ah! se a me riede,’ from _Elisa e

Claudio_, both extremely well converted into duets, the second part

quite easy, the upper not so much so, but far from difficult, and both

moderate in length and agreeable in effect.

* * * * *

No. 3 is a clear arrangement of a chorus very popular in Germany now,

and which will be so here two or three years hence.

* * * * *

VOCAL.

1. ~Madrigal~, ‘Violets again are here,’ _for Five Voices, the

words by_ Mrs. ~E. L. Emmerson~; _the Music composed by_ ~Lord

Burghersh~. (Power.)

2. ~Madrigal~, ‘Troppo t’affidi,’ _as performed at the Gresham

Commemoration, 1833, the words by_ ~Strozzi~ (_sixteenth century_);

_composed by_ ~Lord Burghersh~. (J. A. Novello.)

3. ~Pastoral Glee~, ‘Sweet flowing river,’ _with accompaniments for

Flute, Clarionet, and Bassoon, or Piano Forte, composed by_ ~C.

Guynemer~. (J. A. Novello.)

From the time of the Prince of Venosa, who died in 1614, to the present

year, not a single instance of a noble composer of madrigals was to

be found, till Lord Burghersh produced No. 1 of the above, which was

first heard at Mr. Sale’s concert in May last. The decidedly favourable

manner in which madrigals were received last season, both at the

Ancient and Vocal Concerts, most likely induced the noble Lord to turn

his attention to this kind of music, and we are glad that it has found

so able and influential a patron. No. 1, in ~B~ flat, carries with it

internal evidence of having been wholly designed before any part of it

was committed to paper; the unity, so well sustained from beginning

to end, is an incontestable proof of this. Herein consists one of its

greatest merits, while the melody which flows through it is not less to

be admired. This is written in the true _stile madrigalesco_, a style

distinguished by its free imitations and double counterpoint, and the

effect of the whole is remarkably good; though to bring it fairly out

the singers must be on the alert, and give their earnest attention to

the unexpected transitions that occur. While we state how much this has

pleased us, we must confess that there are one or two points in which

we differ from the composer. Had, for instance, the diminished 7th

(page 10, bar 7) been resolved, we should have been better satisfied;

and wish that the piano-forte accompaniment (which should only be used

when singers require support) had continued with the voices throughout,

instead of being raised an octave above them in the latter part of the

composition.

* * * * *

No. 2 will please the most uncultivated hearers by the beauty of its

melody, and connoisseurs will discover that it possesses also other

claims to notice, founded on what is not so obvious to the uninitiated

in such compositions. The same consistency is observable in this

as in the preceding; the subjects all stand in a certain traceable

relationship to each other, and lead us to suppose that the whole was

struck off at a heat. This is an original work, and not less pleasing

than new. The ease and sweetness of the air will, of course, be most

generally noticed, but those who are alive to the charms of harmony may

find enough here to engage their attention very agreeably. In a word,

there are no commonplaces either in this or the former; both bear the

uncounterfeited stamp of true genius,--by which we mean, the union of

invention and taste.

* * * * *

No. 3 is a pastoral _quartet_, andantino, in six-eight time, the words

are set with judgment, the melody is flowing and happily imagined, the

inner parts are well written, and the whole produces that agreeable,

tranquillizing effect which, we conclude, was the main object of the

composer.

* * * * *

1. ~Recit.~ _and_ ~Air~, ‘Ah! che i giorni,’ _from_ ~Spohr’s~

_Opera_, Der Alchymist, _translated from the German by_ ~Edward

Taylor~. (Cramer and Co.)

2. ~Three German Songs~, _with English and German words, composed

by_ ~J. P. Pixis~. (Dean.)

3. ~Arietta~, _in_ ~Donizetti’s~ _opera_, Anna Bolena, _with graces

and embellishments by_ ~Signor Rubini~. (Willis and Co.)

No. 1 is a deeply expressive air in ~A~ flat, with an accompaniment

abounding in those riches of harmony which Spohr possesses in his

ample stores. This was sung by Mrs. Wood at a Philharmonic concert,

Mr. E. Taylor having very cleverly converted the German into Italian

for the occasion. It may be thought a bold thing to differ from the

author respecting the movement of his air, but it seems to us that in

using the words ‘_Allegro Vivace_,’--(we say nothing about the literal

meaning and tautology)--he either mistakes their power, or directs a

much greater degree of quickness than is favourable to good effect.

That time understood by the term _allegretto_, appears to us to be best

suited to both words and music. But, to say the truth, most of the

Italian words used in music are very barbarously perverted.

* * * * *

M. Pixis’ three songs, though imitations of Swiss airs, are the most

pleasing things that we have seen from his pen for a long time past.

They were sung by Madlle. Pixis, at the Queen’s palace this spring, and

pleased much.

These are for a mezzo-soprano, and though not very difficult, require

much flexibility of voice, as well as some skill to do them justice.

The airs are varied to the second and third stanzas, and the singer is

there called upon to exert herself. The English words are well adapted

to the melodies.

* * * * *

No. 3 is not distinguishable from at least a hundred airs of the same

kind that have been heard on the Italian stage within the last fifteen

years. Signor Rubini’s ‘Graces and Embellishments’ amount to little

beyond a turn or two, written at length; and we are thankful to him for

adding no more: if he had inserted only half that he sings, we never

could have got through one quarter of this arietta.

* * * * *

1. ~Duet~, Content, _written and composed by_ ~M. Virtue~.

(Goulding and D’Almaine.)

2. ~Ballad~, ‘She ne’er forgot him,’ _the words and music by_ G. M.

(Willis and Co.)

3. ~Canzonet~, ‘Adieu! my native shore;’ _the words by_ ~Lord

Byron~; _composed by_ ~John Lodge~, Esq. (Chappell.)

4. ~Ballad~, ‘Oh! do not say farewell,’ _composed and published as

the preceding_.

5. ~Song.~, ‘I’m just eighteen, and quite a man;’ _the poetry by_

~T. H. Bayly~, Esq.; _the Music by_ ~G. Linley~, Esq. (Chappell.)

6. ~Song~, ‘The wave of the ocean,’ _composed by_ Dr. ~John Smith~.

(Willis and Co.)

7. ~Air~, ‘Peaceful night,’ _composed by_ ~Henry R. Bishop~.

(Chappell.)

8. ~Song~, ‘Oh! music, what magic thy melody brings,’ _the poetry

by_ ~R. Folkestone Williams~, Esq.; _the music by_ ~Henry Smart~.

(Chappell.)

9. ~Ballad~, ‘Lady mine,’ _composed by_ ~William Forde~. (Cocks and

Co.)

10. ~Song~, ‘The honey-bird and the woodpecker,’ _set to music by_

~M. E. Williment~. (Boosey and Co.)

11. ~Cantata~, ‘Medora,’ _composed by_ ~Charles Goodban~. (Dean.)

12. ~Song~, ‘The Zephyr,’ _composed by_ ~C. L. Wrenshall~. (Dean.)

No. 1 is a very humble attempt at composition.

* * * * *

No. 2--which we rather think is by a fair amateur--is in the Scottish

style, simple, tender and pleasing.

* * * * *

No. 3 is a charming melody, well accompanied. Perhaps the music is a

little too tranquil for words which speak such ill-suppressed agony of

feeling.

* * * * *

No. 4 displays more elegance of taste than originality; but the poetry

is most correctly set, and the ballad being popularly composed, will

soon make its way.

* * * * *

No. 5 is the soliloquy of a very youthful dandy, the words

entertaining, and the music not inappropriate.

* * * * *

No. 6 is not less pleasing for being in the neglected rondo style. The

melody is good, and the words correctly set, both as regards meaning

and accent.

* * * * *

No. 7 has cost the composer some labour, we fear in vain, for it is not

calculated to become very popular; nevertheless, the hand of a musician

is conspicuous in every part of it.

* * * * *

No. 8 is a clever song, and the air has some novelty in it, therefore

a rarity. The accompaniment is full, and may alarm those who are apt

to take fright at double sharps; but it is ably composed. The poet’s

notion, that music is ‘the wine of the soul,’ is to us new: we know by

sad experience that it often operates as a narcotic, when not so noisy

as Bellini’s _Norma_.

* * * * *

No. 9 is respectable, but certainly boasts not a new thought; except,

indeed, the introduction of a solitary bar of nine quavers, which had

better have been omitted.

* * * * *

No. 10 is a sly attack on the slave system. If the arguments against it

had always been as feeble as the music of this song, real emancipation

would have even a poorer chance than it now has, when a trifle of

twenty millions is devoted to its accomplishment.

* * * * *

In No. 11 is a great deal more than we fear will be properly

appreciated. The composer will gain reputation by his _canzonet_--(_a

cantata_ implies recitative) but no profit.

* * * * *

No. 12 is pretty, but like a thousand other songs. Why such a runaway

ritornel? Is it an imitation of the West wind?

HARP.

1. ~The Bard~, _a fourth_ Sérénade du Troubadour, _with_ ad lib.

_accompaniments for Piano-forte, Flute, and Violoncello, composed

by_ ~F. C. Meyer~. Op. 54. (Chappell.)

2. ~A Third Scottish Gem~, _arranged with Variations, by_ ~T. H.

Wright~. (Chappell.)

The first of the above is in three short movements, besides a few

introductory arpeggios. A certain gracefulness characterizes this,

rather than originality or energy. It is, however, skilfully adapted

to harp-players, who, generally speaking, are not very desirous of

combating difficulties; and they have reason on their side, so far as

relates to those of execution; but difficulty arising from novelty,

from unexpected cadences and combinations, is of a totally different

kind, and ought to be encouraged whenever met with; which is but

seldom, we must allow.

* * * * *

No. 2 is a very lovely air, and, though Scotch, quite unknown to us, to

which are added four variations of the usual kind. An easy prelude in a

few arpeggioed chords, in fact, introduces the air; the whole filling

six pages only.

HARP AND PIANO-FORTE.

The favourite ~Airs~ _in the Ballet-Opera of_ La Bayadère,

_arranged by_ ~T. Labarre~. Op. 48. (Chappell.)

We have here the march in ~F~, with the airs, ‘Ainsi pour me

sauver la vie,’ and ‘Sois ma Bayadère,’ combined into a Fantaisie.

Neither of the parts is difficult, but the greatest responsibility

is thrown on that of the piano-forte, which indeed is just, for this

instrument possesses far more capability than the other. M. Labarre

has made a very pleasant piece out of these airs, and will do well to

select a few more for a similar purpose.

VIOLIN.

~Thema~, _with_ ~Variations~, _with an accompaniment for the

Piano-forte, composed by_ ~Henry G. Blagrove~, _Violinist to_ ~Her

Majesty~. (Boosey and Co.)

This consists of an introduction and an air in ~E~, with five

variations. The air is delicate and pleasing; the variations are of the

bravura kind for the violin, the piano-forte part being, as stated, a

mere accompaniment. We find no room here for censure, and should not be

justified in saying any great deal in the shape of praise.

VIOLONCELLO AND PIANO-FORTE.

1. ~Classical Selections~ _from eminent Authors, arranged as_

~Duets~, _by_ ~F. W. Crouch~. No. 1. (Chappell.)

2. Ditto. No. 2. Ditto.

Mr. Crouch has selected for No. 1 an andante, and a romance with three

variations, by Bideau; a romance by Bochsa and Duport; an allegro

by Bernard Romberg; and an air, andante, by Weber. No. 2 contains

an andante by Romberg; an air, with six variations, by Dotzauer; a

rondoletto by Beezwarzowsky, the latter preceded by an adagio; and an

allegretto by Weigl. Most of these are compositions of decided merit,

those of Romberg especially so. In point of difficulty they preserve

a just medium, but require performers possessing taste for both

instruments. In the violoncello part the arranger uses only the base

and treble clefs, which proves his good sense. He need not fear the

anathemas of the sticklers for ancient practices; such folks are daily

diminishing in number.

GUITAR AND PIANO-FORTE.

‘Jadis régnait en Normandie,’ _from_ ~Meyerbeer’s~ Robert,

_arranged as a Duet by_ ~M. Neuland~. Op. 13. (Chappell.)

Duets for these instruments are getting more and more into use, and M.

Neuland is well qualified to make arrangements of this kind, as the

present shows, which is a very excellent adaptation of the original,

clever, and popular air in an opera which will be better understood in

England a few years hence than it has yet been.

EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY OF A DILETTANTE.

[Concluded from page 178.]

_July 15th._ I broke off with some calculations, and a remark of Mr.

Madden, in his _Infirmities of Genius_, &c., concerning the longevity

of musicians. I now extract what he says of the temperament and

disposition of the same class of artists, though I do not agree with

him either in his premises or conclusions.--‘Music,’ says Mr. M., ‘is

to sensibility what language is to poetry--the mode of expressing

enthusiastic sentiments and exciting agreeable sensations. The

more imagination a composer is able to put into his music the more

powerfully he appeals to the feelings. Sensibility is the soul of

music, and pathos its most powerful attribute.

‘Pythagoras imagined that music was the soul of life itself, or that

harmony was the sum total of the faculties, and the necessary result of

the concert of these faculties and of the bodily functions.

‘Musical composition, then, demands extraordinary sensibility, an

enthusiastic imagination, an instinctive taste rather than deep

thought. The same qualities differently directed make the poet. Is it,

then, to be wondered at that we should find the poets and the musical

composers considerably shorter lived than the followers of all other

learned or scientific pursuits, whose sensibility is not exercised

by their studies, whose imaginations are not wearied by excessive

application and enthusiasm. The term “_genus irritabile_” deserves to

be transferred from the poetical to the musical tribe; for we take

it that an enraged musician is a much more common spectacle than an

irritated bard, and infinitely more rabid in his choler.

‘Generally speaking, musicians are the most intolerant of men to one

another,--the most captious,--the best humoured when flattered, and the

worst tempered at all other times. Music, like laudanum, appears to

soothe the senses when used in moderation, but the continual employment

of either flurries and excites the faculties, and often renders the

best-natured men in the world, petulant, irritable, and violent.’

Of the short-lived composers, Cimarosa died of corpulency, no

indication of an irritable state of mind; Lully, from an accident;

Mozart was weakly from his birth; Pergolesi lost his life in

consequence of a hemorrhage; Purcell, it is to be feared, from

imprudent indulgencies in conviviality; and Weber, from hereditary

consumption. Surely there is as much wear and tear of the body from

excited imagination in poets and painters as in musicians; but the two

former do not live so much in society, have not to breathe the foul air

of theatres, to bear heated rooms; and, generally speaking, they are

more cautious. As to the comparative professional jealousy of painters

and musicians, the former themselves admit their possession of it in

the greatest abundance. And with regard to temper, Mr. Madden must

have founded his calculations on some two or three unhappy instances:

had he drawn his inference from any general experience, it would have

been widely different. Poets and painters have commonly more cultivated

minds than musicians, and these may enable them better to control their

emotions; thus what is suppressed is by an easy mistake supposed not to

exist.

* * * * *

_20th._ The musical profession has lost a clever and highly respectable

member in Mr. Philip Knapton, of York, who died in June last, at an

early age. He was author of several popular compositions, both vocal

and instrumental: among the former, the songs, ‘There be none of

beauty’s daughters,’ and ‘When we two parted,’ will long prevent his

name from being forgotten by those who were unacquainted with his

personal merits.

* * * * *

_26th._ All who are interested in German literature have by this time

read the _Characteristics of Goethe_, either in the original, or as

admirably translated by Mrs. Austin; but many who have no leisure or

no inclination to look into publications of the kind, are anxious

to be acquainted with whatever relates to their own professional or

favourite pursuit: hence admirers of music will be pleased to meet with

the following notices concerning Zelter, who was not long since made

known to this country by a memoir of him, and an air, published in the

_Harmonicon_.

The intimacy of Zelter with Goethe was of the closest kind, as will

appear from the following extract of a letter to Mrs. Austin from

Prince Pückler-Muskau, dated June 25th, 1832. He says, ‘The celebrated

composer Zelter, one of Goethe’s most intimate friends, has died at

Berlin, literally of Goethe’s death. They wrote to each other regularly

every week (the correspondence will soon be published). Zelter was

in perfect health. But the first Saturday (the day on which he used

to receive his letters) after Goethe’s death, he became dejected and

silent: the second found him ill; and on the third, death softly led

him to rejoin his immortal friend.’

The great poet mentions his early acquaintance with his friend,--who

was divided between that which was then his profession, and that which

he wished it to be--in the following energetic language:--‘With Zelter,

too, my connexion became nearer; during his fortnight’s visit we had

mutually become much more intimate, in both an artistical and moral

sense. He found himself in a strange dilemma between a business[88]

which he had inherited, exercised from youth up, and mastered, and

which secured to him a maintenance, and an innate, powerful, resistless

passion for art, which unfolded the whole riches of the world of

sound out of his own soul,--carrying on the one, carried along by

the other,--possessing in the one an acquired dexterity, in the

other striving after a dexterity yet to be acquired: he stood not,

like Hercules, on the boundary between what was to be embraced and

what to be shunned; but he was drawn hither and thither by two muses

equally worthy of his homage; one of whom had already possession of

him, the other wished to win him to herself. With his honest, sturdy,

citizen-like earnestness, he was as much impressed with the necessity

of moral culture as that is akin to, nay, embodied with, æsthetic--and

the existence of perfection in the one, and not in the other, is not to

be thought of.’--(_Tag-und-Jahres Hefte_, 1803.)

The correspondence of these two friends, which it is supposed will

occupy many volumes, is preparing for the press, and anxiously expected

by the lovers of genius, who, in Germany, may be said to include nearly

all the adult population.

* * * * *

_August 5th._ In a work just published, under the title of--‘Exposition

of the False Medium excluding Men of Genius from the Public,’ is a

direct charge against the musical manager of a theatre, which, if not

met by a contradiction, will certainly be believed, and not much to the

glory of the party concerned. If true, the only apology to be offered

is, that this is the true country of Mammon; nowhere is pelf so eagerly

grasped at; notwithstanding which, nowhere are so ostentatiously

displayed the outward signs of a religion which makes the contempt of

riches, or in fact downright poverty, the condition on which future

happiness is to depend.

* * * * *

_6th._ Three more delightful volumes of Horace Walpole’s letters,

addressed nearly a century ago to Sir Horace Mann, have just been

published by Lord Dover, who only lived to see the work out!

The noble author, in a letter dated October 8th, 1741, thus mentions

an inclination in the public of that period to put down the Italian

opera. It is curious to remark the time of its opening. In those days

people went into the country in the spring, and returned to town in the

autumn. What Hottentots!

‘The Opera begins,’ he tells his friend, ‘the day after the King’s

birth-day. The directors have already laid out great sums. They talk

of a mob to silence the operas, as they did the French players, which

will be more difficult; for here half the young noblemen in town

are engaged, and they will not be so easily persuaded to humour the

taste of the mobility: in short, they have already retained several

eminent lawyers from the Bear Garden (boxers) to plead their defence.’

In a letter dated May 24th, 1743, he thus speaks of Handel’s first

oratorio.--‘Handel has set up an oratorio against the operas, and

succeeds. He has hired all the goddesses from farces, and the singers

of _Roast Beef_ from between the acts at both theatres, with a man with

one note in his voice, and a girl without ever a one; and so they sing,

and make brave hallelujahs; and the good company encore the recitative

(!) if it happens to have any cadence like what they call a tune.’

The song alluded to is ‘The Roast Beef of Old England,’ which the

galleries used always to call for between the acts. As to recitatives

having ‘any cadence like what they call a tune,’ I must confess that

I do not understand what is meant: unless, which is possible, the

satirical writer means to insinuate that the public of his day could

not distinguish between recitative and air.

In another letter of the same year, he writes,--

‘We are next Tuesday to have the _Miserere_ of Rome. It must be

curious! the finest piece of vocal music in the world to be performed

by three good voices, and forty bad ones, from Oxford, Canterbury, and

the farces!’ From this it appears that the chorus singers of his day

were brought from the country choirs to London; the metropolis, even

with the assistance of the chorus from the theatre, (the ‘_farces_’)

could not furnish forty voices!

In March, 1746, Horace Walpole thus speaks of the Italian opera, and of

Gluck, the celebrated composer:--

‘The opera flourishes more than in any latter years; the composer is

Gluck, a German; he is to have a benefit, at which he is to play on a

set of drinking-glasses, which he modulates with water. I think I have

heard you speak of having seen some such thing.’

The Chevalier Gluck exhibiting on the musical glasses! There must be a

mistake in this; some other person, surely, was engaged by the great

composer for this purpose.

But a few months later in the same year, the same writer is in another

story. The anecdote is curious for half a dozen reasons:--

‘Lord Middlesex[89] took the opportunity of a rivalship between his

own mistress, the Nardi, and the Violetta, (a German, afterwards Mrs.

Garrick,) the finest and most admired dancer in the world, to involve

the whole menage of the opera in the quarrel, and has paid nobody;

but like a true lord of the treasury, has shut up his own exchequer.

The principal man-dancer was arrested for debt; to the composer his

lordship gave a bad note, not payable in two years, besides amercing

him entirely three hundred pounds, on pretence of his siding with the

Violetta.’

* * * * *

_9th._ The annexed advertisement--for such it undoubtedly is--appears

in the _Morning Post_ of to-day. This paper would never have inserted

it unless paid for, I am convinced:--

‘Bochsa, with Mr. and Mrs. R. Bishop, Phillips, and Mori, is going

in a few days to Leamington and Malvern, and to the Isle of Wight,

to give some concerts, under the patronage of their Royal Highnesses

the Duchess of Kent and the Princess Victoria. The success which that

distinguished harpist met with last season in the provinces, while

exhibiting his new harp effects, has perhaps induced him to try the

experiment again.’

Mr. and Mrs. Bishop, Mr. H. Phillips, and Mr. Mori, must feel highly

dignified, and equally gratified, at being thus announced as the train

of M. Bochsa,--as his _tail_!--to use a term applied, rather vulgarly,

to a small parliamentary party; and the Duchess of Kent and Princess

Victoria will not, I should suppose, be very well pleased at such use

being made of their names.

* * * * *

_11th._ In the _Observer_ of this date is the following paragraph:--

‘It has been a mystery to many how Laporte has been able, under

such accumulating losses, to carry on his season to its present

termination, by which the subscribers, if we mistake not, are losers

by several nights. It seems now generally admitted that he has paid

scarcely anybody in full--that he has disbursed as far as his means

by subscription and the takings at the doors went, and that his

performers, giving him credit for good intentions, as well as for a

large sum of money, have agreed to take bills at long dates, to be

paid (if he can) out of the receipts of next season. This arrangement

presumes that Laporte will continue his speculations at the King’s

Theatre next season, which, we have some reason to know, may be

questionable.’

I doubt the reality of M. Laporte’s _great_ losses, though the losses

of the subscribers, in almost every way, admit of no doubt.

* * * * *

_18th._ The Sunday evening performances of _entirely sacred music_

at the Apollonicon Rooms in St. Martin’s Lane, have been stopped, by

order of the Bishop of London, on the plea of money being taken for

admission. Does not the poor curate serve two or three churches on a

Sunday for money?--do not many public singers exercise their callings

in various churches on a Sunday for profit?--In fact, do not the whole

of the clergy labour more or less on that day with a view to gain?

And is it not better that people should listen to sacred music on

a Sabbath evening, after every place of worship is closed, than be

compelled to wander about the streets for amusement, or be driven into

places where drinking is a necessary condition of their admittance?

Surely our bishops, some of them at least, have not read the History

of Puritanism, or else they have read unprofitably. Do they not know

that should ‘over-righteousness’ once more gain the ascendancy in this

country, episcopacy would be the earliest of its victims?

* * * * *

_25th._ It appears from the _Spectator_ of this day, that _The Deluge_,

an oratorio composed by F. Schneider, was rehearsed on the 19th at

the Hanover-square Rooms, preparatory to its performance at the

ensuing festival at Norwich. The writer of the notice, a good critic,

says, it ‘more than realizes our anticipations of its excellence: it

combines the choral grandeur of the school of Bach and Handel with the

instrumental richness of Haydn. _The Deluge_ is a subject which affords

an ample field for musical expression, and admits of every variety of

vocal and instrumental combination. The parts which particularly struck

us were,--a double chorus in ~E~ flat; a song, in which the instruments

describe the rushing and roaring of the waters; a chorus in ~C~,

terminating with a fugue on two subjects; a terzetto in ~A~; and the

concluding chorus.’

Compositions of this class, when really excellent, ought to be

the grand, nay almost the only, object of all musical festivals,

considering the great vocal and instrumental force now usually

assembled on such occasions; and they would actually cost less to

perform than a train of vapid Italian airs of the living school--of the

school of Mercadante, Bellini, &c., which, if they must be heard, would

succeed much better--that is, would produce less intolerable effect,

accompanied by a piano-forte, violoncello, flute, and horn, than by the

finest band that can be assembled. The power of the orchestra, like the

physical strength of a mob, only increases the evil when badly employed.

FOREIGN MUSICAL REPORT.

VIENNA.

Our winter season was abundantly rich in concerts. Bernhard Romberg,

the king of violoncellists, introduced himself to the public in the

_Hof-Operntheater_, with two concertinos, a fantasia on Norwegian

mountain airs, and a humorous melodic tableau, under the title of

the _Masked Ball_, consisting of the following subdivisions. A.

Introduction. B. Inclination for a dance. Tuning. Beginning of the

dance. C. Dispute among the dancers. Peace and good order are enjoined.

Tender endeavours at reconciliation. D. Music in the supper-room.

E. Short interruption. Promenade in the _Seufzer-Allee_, ‘Avenue of

Sighs.’ F. Crowding to the ball-room. Galoppade. Merry conclusion.

Even those who are not particularly fond of the picturesque in music,

could not help being pleased with the characteristic conception of the

individual component parts of this medley, their ingenious combination

into a consistent whole, and lastly, with the high skill and unique

talent displayed by the master; for Romberg, although advanced in

years, still continues to be the same great artist as hitherto, his

instrument sings as sweetly as before, he playfully dallies with the

most deterring difficulties, and will probably remain unexcelled for

a long time to come. Mr. M. Schmidt, trombone player to the Electoral

Chapel of Hesse Cassel, has visited us for the second time, on his

return from Italy, and excited not only renewed admiration by his own

performance, but also by the talents of a son, who fully promises to

equal his father. Mr. Joachim Hoffman has brought out a new symphony

of his composition, with which the theorist will scarcely be able to

find fault; but the spirit of the present day demands imagination and

inventive power, and is not satisfied with a mere learned combination

of cold, dry, scholastic phrases.

The concerts of Messrs. Lewy, Krähmer and his lady, and of Miss

Salamon, were very well attended; the first-named gentleman displayed

his whole skill in a divertimento with the piano, by Thalberg; in a

concerted duet between bassoon and piano; and also in a vocal piece,

sung by Madlle. Heinefetter, accompanied by the same instruments. This

mode of accompaniment with the tinkling of a piano, and a little horn,

violoncello, or bassoon ‘sauce,’ which is gaining daily more ground

in all Musical Academies--these pretty sort of instrumental duos and

trios, however pleasant in a room, begin to be vastly tiresome and

sickening in concerts. Mr. Krähmer and his lady played a concertante

for the oboe and clarinet, with great taste, also solo variations on

the czakan. Madame K. also played a violin rondo of Kreutzer, with

a masculine power of bow, and the most vigorous precision; and in

Beethoven’s Adelaide, which she gave on the clarinet with the greatest

tenderness and feeling, we missed nothing but the text of the poem. A

Polish family of artists, of the name of Kontsky, consisting of five

branches, has created a great sensation here. Eugenie is a pleasing,

cultivated singer. Anton, a pupil of Field, is a fine pianist, and

instructor of his younger brother Stanislaus, who is only ten years

old; Carl, who wields the violin with the hand of a master, is again

the teacher of his younger brother Apollinar, who, although but seven

years old, already creates surprise by his performance.

The _Tonkünstler Societät_ (Society of Musicians) has brought out

a new oratorio entitled _Jephtha’s Gelubde_, (The Vow of Jephtha,)

composed by the court organist Assmayr. The poem is somewhat homely,

but the composer has done all that could reasonably be expected,

and has shown himself particularly conversant with the fugue style.

The individuals of the orchestra and chorus establishments of the

_Kärnthnerthortheater_ have opened series of four subscription

concerts, under the title of the _Künstler Verein_ (union of artists).

Among a variety of classic works of Beethoven, Mozart, C. M. von Weber,

Cherubini, &c., some compositions of Mr. Lachner, their director,

consisting of a symphony, a duet from his Cantata, ‘The four ages of

mankind,’ together with some other works of his, were received with

high approbation.

Although Vienna may justly boast of excellence in musical performances

at all times, all parties nevertheless concur in opinion, that these

performances excelled all previous ones, and that a composer may

consider himself fortunate, if his works are seized with such deep

feeling, and executed with such zeal, and a union of such masterly

skill. The two movements from Beethoven’s last Mass, hitherto unknown

to the public, appeared somewhat strange in their effect. The violin

solo in this Mass, played by Mayseder with a rich bell-like tone, yet

unembellished, raised expectations which were not realized: no one

ventured an expression of censure, all was silent. This indeed was the

most prudent course; and a critical judge observed very properly, ‘We

hear all that this immortal master produced in the latest period of his

active career, without being able to understand and relish his novel

conceptions, because we have not yet arrived at the point of view from

which the work is to be surveyed and judged of. We hear it for a second

time, and individual passages begin to become luminous and clear; we

hear it frequently, and then only we are struck with admiration and

astonishment. Beethoven has made giant strides in advance of all of us:

he will be better understood by a succeeding generation.’

The _Concerts Spirituels_ were also of first-rate excellence. It would

be superfluous to notice the numerous classic compositions of Mozart,

Cherubini, Beethoven, C. M. von Weber, Vogler, and other great masters,

which constituted the rich bills of fare; but a new _Te Deum laudamus_,

by Tomascheck, must not be passed over in silence, although its merit

can only be critically judged of when it shall have been published; it

is grand and original, like every thing else produced by this great

master.--Our Dance-Orpheus, Strauss, has lately launched a new set of

waltzes, for the christening of which the whole of the Vienna public

were invited to stand godfathers and godmothers. These waltzes were

to be produced for the first time for his own benefit. Every visitor,

on paying for his admission, had the privilege of giving in any title

which he might like best. At the awful hour of midnight lots were drawn

for the title to be adopted, and chance decreed it to be _Tausend

Sapperments Walzer_[90], under which name the new-born child has

already begun its terrestrial career.

BERLIN.

The month of May, which was here unusually warm, presented many

interesting musical occurrences. The first of these was the performance

of Haydn’s ever beautiful oratorio ‘The Seasons,’ produced by our

general director of music, Spontini, on the boards of the Royal Opera

Theatre, with the assistance of the whole of the solo and chorus

singers of that establishment, and of the whole Royal Chapel, for the

benefit of the charitable musical institution bearing his name. The

performance was grand and effective in the extreme, though here and

there some of the _Tempi_ were rather hurried; a crowded audience

expressed their delight at the masterly manner in which this classical

composition was executed.

The Royal Opera distinguished itself by the excellent performance of

_Ferdinand Cortez_, _Castle Candra_, _The Vestal Virgin_, _Alcidor_,

and a new opera entitled _Hans Heiling_; the text by Edward Devrient,

the singer, and the music by Henry Marschner, Kapell Meister, who

attended in person. The success of this opera was not brilliant, but

certainly honourable to the composer: its value, however, stands

higher in our estimation than in that of the generality of the public;

the reason is, it requires in many parts a serious, deep power of

conception on the part of the audience; it takes for granted a sense,

and a degree of cultivation for what is noble, which the major part

of the theatrical public does not possess, which expects, for the

most part, to be amused with senseless vulgarity, or, as is the case

with Spontini’s newest operas, to be excited by tasteless splendour

and noise. Marschner’s opera is calculated for a more civilized

audience, and, by the few that belong to that class, its merit is fully

acknowledged.

The music is varied in point of invention, highly intellectual

in faithfully expressing the import of the poetry, and admirably

instrumentalised. The poem contains many situations eminently

susceptible of musical expression, some borrowed from the awful realms

of the romantic, others taken from the more cheerful domain of pleasure

and joviality; and in both respects, the composer has satisfied the

expectation of the judicious critic.

In the _Vestale_, Mademoiselle Stephan, whose vocal talent develops

itself more and more, and who, in the short space of six months, has

made a very marked progress in scientific cultivation, sang very

successfully the part of Julia, in which she had the advantage of

Spontini’s own instruction; although, in a dramatic point of view,

greater freedom of action might have been desirable. This defect,

however, will no doubt be removed by further practice and experience.

The whole representation of this excellent opera was masterly, and

had the most powerful effect on the audience. Mlle. Lehman, as

High-priestess, Messrs. Bader and Devrient, as Licinius and Cinna, as

also the choruses, ballet, and orchestra, under the spirited conduct

of the composer, contributed essentially to this result.

Concerts we also had in abundance. In one of these, given for the

benefit of the _Friederich Stift_, (Frederick’s Institution,) the two

singers, Demlles. Carl and Hoffman, appeared for the first time in

public since their return to their native country. Demlle. Carl, whose

fame had more particularly reached us from Turin and Madrid, evinced

great progress in the cultivation of a good Italian vocal method. Her

sonorous voice is flexible, and particularly pleasing in the _mezza

voce_ of the higher notes, which she intonates with the greatest

precision and purity. Her style of execution is particularly calculated

for the compositions of Nicolini, Rossini, and Pacini, but would gain

considerably by a more intense degree of feeling and expression.

Demlle. Hoffman had less opportunity of displaying to advantage her

_mezzo soprano_ voice in a duetto buffo than in an aria of Donizetti:

upon the whole, however, it seemed as if this vocalist, who in her

style and action has adopted the lively character of the southern

inhabitants of Europe, had paid leas attention to the display of her

beautiful lower notes, and, on the other hand, had devoted more care

and study to the developement of her higher scale. A decisive judgment,

however, upon the merits of these two singers can probably only be

formed after we shall have seen them on the boards in their respective

dramatic walks.

On the 15th May, the anniversary of Zelter’s death, forty members

of the Singing Academy, which he directed for so many years with

unexampled zeal and success, sang over his grave, at six o’clock in the

morning, two sacred hymns, _Wen hab ich sonst, als dich allein_, (Whom

have I else but thee alone,) and _Wie herrlich ist die neue Welt_, (How

beautiful is the new world,) by way of testifying their respect for his

memory; on which occasion the pillars of the iron railing around his

tomb were tastefully decorated with garlands of fresh flowers.

Madame _Caradori Allan_ gave a concert in the saloon of the playhouse.

‘This singer’ (a Berlin critic states) ‘does not possess a very strong

voice, but it is uncommonly clear, vibrating, and silvery, if we may

use the expression, and has received a high degree of cultivation.

Madame Caradori’s style is that of the purest modern school, exempt

from its faults: she executed all passages gracefully, and with taste;

and in individual perfections, such as trills, divisions, &c. she has

attained a degree of excellence which few singers before her could

boast of. These qualifications, united to a graceful exterior, totally

free from the _coquettrie précieuse_ of most female singers of repute,

gained this artist the applause of the public in an extraordinary

degree.’

In the same concert played Mademoiselle Josephine Eder, from Vienna, a

young pianist of great talent and skill.

Madame Schechner Waagen, whose absence we had to regret during the

space of four years, reappeared on our boards in Gluck’s _Iphigenia_.

Her voice does not possess the power it had six years ago, but it is

quite the same as we found it in 1829, when a particular change took

place in its quality, and it gained in gracefulness what it lost in

point of strength. This lady has since made her appearance in the part

of Fidelio: the effect, particularly in the second act, was truly

overwhelming.

It is a long time since we have seen an audience wrapt in such

enthusiasm.

PRAGUE.

In Demlle. Josephine Eder, a young pianist from Vienna, whose concert

was attended by a numerous and highly respectable audience, we found a

youthful talent of superior order; and we have every reason to confirm

the report which had preceded her, as regards the brilliant hopes for

the future, which the high degree of her present cultivation is fully

calculated to justify.

Demlle. Eder played a pianoforte concerto by Thalberg; and at the

conclusion of the concert, variations by Franz Stadler upon a theme

from the opera _Die Braut_, (_La Fiancée_,) and showed nut only a

great sureness in conquering difficult passages, which however were

not too frequent in either of these compositions, but still more an

ease, mellowness, precision, and expression, united to pure feeling

and refined taste, which even now entitle her to a distinguished place

among competitors of a more advanced age. The fact of this young lady’s

coming from Vienna might almost have been inferred, by her selecting

the overture from _Fidelio_, by Beethoven.

With us Auber, Bellini, and Lindpainter, are now the order of the

day. Bernhard Romberg has again visited us, and furnished to our

musical public three very agreeable evenings by his unequalled skill;

a circumstance the more welcome, as our Opera, in consequence of the

indisposition of Mde. Podhorsky and Mr. Drake, is in a state of utter

depression, and reduced to the representation of the most miserable

farces and trash.

Mr. Romberg played in his first concert a concertino for the

violoncello in ~G~ minor, written in his usual pleasant and cheerful

style; and at the conclusion, the _Masked Ball_, a humorous piece for

the violoncello. In his second concert Mr. Romberg again treated us

with a couple of his newest compositions, viz. a second new concertino;

and at the close of the evening a fantasia upon Norwegian rural

national airs, which, however attractive, do not equal his Polish and

Swedish national melodies.

BRESLAU.

Our music-director, Mr. Mosevins, whose influence on the taste of the

public, and especially of the singers of our city, is universally

and gratefully acknowledged, has gained a fresh claim on our thanks

by the production of Handel’s oratorio of _Samson_, on the eve of

Palm Sunday, in which the vocal solo pieces, as well as the choruses,

were chiefly performed by amateurs; the execution showed a careful

and zealous rehearsal, and was received with universal satisfaction.

In the Passion week we had abundance of musical performances. On

Ash Wednesday, Graun’s _Versöhnungslerden Christi_, (the Redeeming

Sufferings of Christ,) under the direction of Mr. Siegert; on Holy

Thursday, Haydn’s _Creation_; on Good Friday, Graun’s _Tod Jesu_ (the

Death of Jesus); all these performances, however, were more or less

deteriorated by the prevailing epidemic, the influenza. A variety of

_obligato_ cough accompaniments between the songs were, alas! too

prevalent. Of our theatre we have but little to report. Herold’s

_Zampa_ was received with approbation. Meyerbeer’s _Robert the Devil_

did not meet with success. Madame Piehl is, since the departure of

Demlle. Wüst, our first and last singer. In the Autumn the meeting of

natural philosophers to be held here is to derive additional interest

by a musical festival, at which Handel’s _Jephtha_, and several vocal

compositions of Spohr, Mozart, Hesse, and other eminent masters, are to

be produced.

BREMEN.

We have the pleasing task of reporting upon the performances of Demlle.

Henriette Grabau, who, together with her brother Mr. A. Grabau, and

Mr. Ullrich, (both members of the Leipzig orchestra,) delighted our

musical public with two concerts. This lady’s voice has gained greatly

in sureness and volume; her execution is pure and finished; she unites

the Italian florid style to solid German song, so that she may be

justly pronounced a classic vocalist. Mr. A. Grabau, as violoncellist,

has also earned considerable applause; his endeavours to attain still

higher perfection in his art will not fail to be crowned with success,

for he possesses every qualification to arrive at first-rate eminence;

he has a fine melodious tone, great versatility and strength of bow,

and a true feeling and inspiration for the beautiful. A similar

judgment may be passed on the violinist Mr. Ullrich, whose playing

met with deserved approbation, and warrants the highest hopes for the

future.

In conclusion, we have to mention a composition of our worthy Mr. Riem,

performed by our Vocal Academy, at a country trip, which takes place

every year in the fine season. It celebrates the charms of the month

of May; and consists of eight parts with two quartet solo voices, so

skilfully interlaced, so sweet, cheerful, and lively, that it would be

impossible to imagine anything more attractive for such an occasion.

It is a true lovely picture of delightful May, and excited universal

interest.

KARLSRUHE.

The Musik Verein (Musical Union), established about 1820, for the

performance of sacred compositions, continues in a state of flourishing

activity. Only the more ancient Italian and German compositions for the

church are performed;--no operas. Among the former the pious labours of

Palestrina, Durante, Bach, Handel, and Feska, are particularly attended

to.

PARIS.

_Don Giovanni_ is about to be represented at the _Académie Royale de

Musique_ with all the theatrical pomp end excellence of execution which

are habitual to this theatre. Mad. Damoreau is to be the _Zerlina_,

Madlle. Dorus _Donna Anna_, and Madlle. Falcon _Donna Elvira_; Nourrit

represents _Don Giovanni_, Alexis Dupont _Ottavio_, Levasseur,

_Leporello_, and Dabadie _Mazetto_.

[We are assured that the artistes who have just finished their

engagements at the King’s Theatre, London, are thoroughly discouraged,

and that few of them feel disposed to return another year to the

capital of England. They complain of the deceptions which have for four

or five years been practised on them. But these deceptions have not

surprised us, for it is long since that we predicted what has at length

happened. _Revue Musicale._]

THE DRAMA.

~King’s Theatre.~

This theatre closed on Saturday the 10th of last month, with Paer’s

_Agnese_, his finest work, in which the principal part, _Uberto_, was

most ably performed by Sig. Tamburini. Of the rest we will in mercy say

nothing.

Thus has terminated a season eminently distinguished by the performance

of operas thoroughly worn out, and the production of two imported fresh

from Italy, which proved less endurable than the hacks that preceded

them. Nearly half the subscription nights passed with scarcely a

tolerable performer on the stage; and for the other moiety, that is

from Easter, twice as many performers were engaged as could be properly

employed. This is called liberal and judicious management! But there

is not much difficulty in being liberal when performers are sent off

with bills at enormously long dates; and it is perfectly easy to gain a

character for skilful management, if bringing out old operas badly, and

new ones utterly destitute of every kind of merit, is thought worthy of

praise.

The _Observer_ has replied in the following article to a remark made in

our last Number:--

‘Laporte’s total losses this season are said considerably to exceed

30,000_l._, but even including the 10,000_l._ he sacrificed to his

unfortunate Covent Garden speculation, we cannot help thinking there

is an exaggeration in the account. Some time since we mentioned the

nightly expenses of the Opera as nearly 1,000_l._, a statement which

has since been disputed by the Editor of _the Harmonicon_, who contends

that they are not more than 750_l._; but he is obviously referring to

the year 1819, and seems not to take into view the increased charges in

all the departments since that date. We are quite ready to admit that

they ought certainly not to exceed 750_l._; and a stop must be put to

the exorbitant demands of foreign singers and dancers.’

Our contemporary has forgotten that he stated the nightly expenses

of the theatre at _considerably more_ than 1000_l._; but no matter.

He is extremely mistaken in supposing that our estimate of 750_l._

a night was made on the expenditure of 1819. The entire expenses of

that season--a very wretched one--did not amount to 410_l._ nightly.

And we will add, for the information of the writer in the _Observer_,

that in the season of 1817, when the most complete company that

ever performed on the Italian stage was engaged, the whole of the

disbursements, of all and every kind, did not exceed 430_l._ a night.

We are aware that the increased rent is now to be added; and for this,

and other advances, we made much more than ample allowance: 650_l._

would have been nearer the mark than the larger sum. In some important

departments, the expenses are less now than in the year to which we

allude: the present mode of lighting with gas instead of wax, is a

diminution of many hundred pounds; and in 1817 the lowest sum paid to

the orchestral performers was eighteen shillings per night: do not

several now take twelve, or even less? And during the best part of the

season, are not some discharged for the evening, in order to admit

auditors at fifteen shillings or a guinea each, thus saving the pay of

performers, and gaining by filling their places with company? What, we

would further ask, has been the cost of scenery, dresses, decorations,

copying, &c. this season? Any frequenter of the Opera will answer,

little more than half the usual sum, and less than half of what was

due to the subscribers and the public. For, let it be borne in mind,

the subscription was _three hundred guineas_ for a box that cannot

conveniently hold four persons, and rarely contains so many, though six

tickets are issued for it; that is more than a guinea and a half per

night for each person actually seated!

M. Laporte’s losses, it has been said, considerably exceed

30,000_l._!--whoever reported this might as well have added another

cypher, and made the sum three hundred thousand. That he lost much by

Covent Garden there can be no doubt; but if he has very materially

suffered by the King’s Theatre, why go on with it? With the increasing

unwillingness to pay so enormously for boxes,--with the spirit of

emigration so active,--when the public have found out that stalls

are better in every respect than boxes, and cost a family about

three-fourths less,--and when unskilful management is pretty sure to

co-operate with all these causes,--what possible chance is there that

the ensuing season will be better than the last? It must be worse;

and with this prospect before him, M. Laporte would not risk another,

should his losses by the Italian Opera have amounted to one-half, or

even one-fourth of the most moderate sum reported.

It is easy to understand why statements of extraordinary losses are

authorised, or, at least, why they remain uncontradicted. The King’s

Theatre has always had the reputation of being a losing concern, but

it is easy to show that most of those who have held it for the last

fifty years have made money, much money, by it. And it is not very

difficult to prove that, with tolerable management and a fair rent, it

might always, upon an average of three years, be made a most profitable

undertaking for the lessee, and a place of elegant amusement, highly

creditable and useful to the metropolis of a great empire.

THE MUSIC OF THE PRESENT NUMBER.

The Movement by Haydn is from his _Œuvre_ 41^{me}., published at least

forty years ago in Paris, and scarcely known here: the beauty of the

melody, and the original manner in which it is treated, will not fail

to strike our readers, and excite their surprise at its having been so

long neglected.

* * * * *

The Minuet of Handel, from the fifth of his twelve Grand Concertos, is

known to the frequenters of the Ancient Concerts, and to none else!

Wonder is often expressed, on the exhumation of such music, that it

so long should have remained buried; but the wonder on this subject

will at once cease, when it is considered that music is now a _trade_,

carried on between professors and the shops.

* * * * *

The Andante of Beethoven has found its way to few piano fortes in

England. It is one of the composer’s early works, written when his

genius was in full vigour, and before he had got into the habit of

crowding his pages with passages which only few can execute.

* * * * *

We are not aware that any one composition by Kirnberger has ever before

been printed in this country. In fact, he was more distinguished as

a theorist than as a composer: as the former he ranks, among those

who read on the subject of music, who really study the science, as

the greatest writer Germany ever produced. The present trifle is from

Reichardt’s _Musicalisches Kunstmagazin_, there set to German words.

Kirnberger, born at Saalfeld in 1721, was a pupil of Sebastian Bach,

and died at Berlin in 1783. To him the world is indebted for most of

the articles on music in the first volume of Sulzer’s _Theory of the

Fine Arts_.

* * * * *

The lovely quartet of Mozart is from one of his Motets.

* * * * *

The Song presented to us by Mr. Satchell is new, and, in our opinion, a

most happy imitation of the best Scottish style.

* * * * *

Very little of Buononcini’s music is now known any where: the

formidable antagonist of Handel, the subject of Swift’s famous epigram,

would be, but for the latter, forgotten. The arietta, however, now

published for the first time in England, is alone sufficient to show

that he possessed an elegant taste for melody. Giovanni Buononcini was

born at Modena, about the year 1661, Dr. Burney conjectures. In 1748 he

was invited to Vienna, by the Emperor of Germany, and composed an opera

to celebrate the peace of Aix la Chapelle! The time of his death is not

known, but it is supposed that he attained nearly 100 years.

London: Printed by WILLIAM CLOWES, Duke Street, Lambeth.

ADDRESS.

With this Number the ~Harmonicon~ ceases,--at least for the present:

whether or not it will ever be revived, depends on circumstances on

which it would be utterly in vain now to calculate. A new era has

commenced in many things: publications at a cost which enables the

great mass of the people to enjoy the advantages resulting from a

knowledge of literature and science, absorb almost the exclusive

patronage of all classes; and the increased, and still increasing,

cultivation of music, its diffusion among those who formerly considered

it as an accomplishment only adapted to the more wealthy portion of

society, seem to demand that the best productions of the art should

be furnished on even less expensive terms than those on which the

~Harmonicon~ has been circulated. Hence, a cheaper work has been

announced. We yield to what it would be idle to oppose, and wish the

projected publication,--advertised in our present Number, and which it

appears will in some measure follow our plan, but be issued at a price

rendered impossible by our sale,--every success it may deserve, and its

proprietors can desire.

It has been observed, that to perform for the last time any action,

unattended by suffering or guilt, is affecting and painful, and we

cannot add these last words without sensibly feeling the truth of the

remark. We cannot take leave of those to whom we have so long addressed

ourselves without an emotion of sorrow. To such as have favoured us

with their friendly communications,--(indeed we have had to complain

of very few of a different description,)--we offer our grateful

acknowledgments; and in respectfully bidding our readers farewell,

indulge a belief that, during a long period of eleven years, we have

not incurred their disapprobation by any intentional neglect, and that

nothing has ever fallen from our pen which will be likely to leave an

unfavourable impression on their minds--at parting.

THE EDITOR.

PREPARING FOR PUBLICATION,

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The principle which has been so extensively applied in Literature and

the Graphic Art, of producing works at the lowest possible point of

cheapness without any abandonment of the qualities by which the popular

knowledge and taste may be advanced, has yet a wide field for its

employment in the department of ~Music~. This most delightful

of the arts was never so generally cultivated in this country as at

the present moment. The Pianoforte, especially, contributes to the

recreation and enjoyment of thousands of families throughout the United

Kingdom, and in our colonial possessions. And yet the publications

by which this taste ought to be kept up and improved are sold at a

price which, in many cases, amounts to a prohibition. An article in

universal demand is charged at the same rate, if not much higher, than

was paid for it when it was sought for only by the luxurious few. The

consequence has been that the musical taste of the country has not

grown in an exact proportion with the musical appetite. It has been

directed, in a great measure, by an interested tutelage; while the real

guides, the great classical masters of the art, have been rendered in a

remarkable degree inaccessible.

The design of the Musical Library is to afford the same advantage to

amateurs in music that the lovers of literature are deriving from the

cheap publications for the advancement of real knowledge, that are now

distributed through every part of the empire, and are within the reach

of persons of every condition. It is proposed to publish a Collection

of Music, both vocal and for the piano-forte, by the best masters,

ancient and modern: the ancient in a state adapted to the improved

condition of our musical instruments; and the modern the best, and

only the best, that the continent of Europe and our own country can

supply. We shall revive and put into an inviting form the compositions

of the older classical masters, now only known to a few connoisseurs,

keeping in mind the saying of a famous French _modiste_,--‘nothing so

new as that which is forgotten;’ and thus endeavour to spread widely a

taste for what is excellent in the various departments of the art, and

available to the purposes of private society. At the same time it will

be our further object to naturalise the confessedly good productions of

the newest foreign composers, especially of the German masters, by the

adaptation of English words to their best vocal compositions; and also

by publishing movements, or extracts complete in themselves, from such

of their instrumental works as are of a length not suited either to

such a publication as ours is intended to be, or to the habits of the

people of this country. It is also our design, occasionally, to engage

composers of the first eminence to supply us with new compositions;

and we shall never neglect an opportunity of giving currency to such

productions of real genius as may be offered to us by those who have

no means of securing extensive circulation to them, and who might

be deterred from publishing them on their own account, from the

difficulties they have to encounter, and the number of chances against

them of ever obtaining a fair hearing.

In the prosecution of these objects, which we may not unjustly consider

likely to advance our national enjoyments, we propose to issue a

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depending on the length of the composition. The Price of each Number

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FOOTNOTES:

[1] All, except the first and last paragraphs, from Gerber’s

_Historisch-Biographisches_ Lexicon.

[2] In the tenth Number of this work (for October, 1823) we published a

lovely quartet from Righini’s _Enea nel Lazio_. And the present Number

contains his overture to _Tigrane_, which, if the score at all realizes

the expectations excited by the piano-forte adaptation, ought to have

been familiar to our orchestras long ago.--(_Editor._)

[3] In a work entitled _Historical Memoirs of Armagh_, by J. Stuart,

I find a charge against Handel that is stronger than any alleged by

Dr. Brown, and which I should feel it improper not to notice before I

quit the subject. Mr. Stuart says (p. 548)--‘Some objections may be

made to the church music composed by that eminent master, inasmuch as

it is sometimes discordant with the meaning of the passages for which

it is written. Thus, _exempli gratia_, in an anthem which comprises

the following sentences taken from the Psalmist, the sentiments of

David and the music of Handel are both sublime; but the rhythmus of

the latter does not correspond with the emphasis necessary for the

true enunciation of the former:--“_Who_ is the King of Glory? The

Lord of Hosts, _He_ is the King of Glory”--in singing this sublime

interrogatory and response, the emphasis is unnaturally laid on the

verb _is_; thus: Who _is_ the King of Glory, the Lord of Hosts, He _is_

the King of Glory. As the question and answer are often repeated, the

impression made on the mind of the hearer is, that the respondents are

warmly maintaining the claim of the Deity to pre-eminence in glory,

which the querists seem obstinately to doubt. Thus the music and the

sense of the passage are at variance, and the meaning is sacrificed to

the sound.’

[4] See musical portion of the present number.

[5] This Air is given in the German work with the critical

article, but, if we are entitled to judge from an arrangement,

is much over-praised by the writer, in a paragraph which we have

omitted.--_Editor._

[6] It was no wonder at all that the cannon made a great noise, and

broke the glass.

[7] The _Chaconne_ is an ancient, slow dance. M. Ginguené thinks

that the word originally was written _ciecona_, but gives rather a

far-fetched reason for this supposition.

[8] The fact is, that his voice which had for years past been much

impaired, had now almost entirely deserted him.--_Editor._

[9] If they omitted their roulades, it must have been for the purpose

of enabling Rubini to introduce his own, for no singer was ever so

absurdly prodigal of them as this. And as to his ‘elocutionary style,’

he must have acquired it very recently; he shewed no symptom of it so

late as May last.--_Editor._

[10] This remark was, probably, aimed at the composer of _Der

Freischütz_, of whom Beethoven was somewhat jealous, rather than at

Mozart.--(_Editor._)

[11] A few years before his death, Beethoven received Arnold’s

edition of Handel’s works in score, as a present from M. Stumpff, the

well-known harp-maker, from which period his admiration of that great

composer seemed to have no bounds.--(_Editor._)

[12] _Manu propria_, with his own hand.

[13] The same civilizing improvements may also have been the means

of giving the swans lessons in singing, a possibility which our

correspondent seems to have overlooked.--_Editor._

[14] For the conditions, see _Harmonicon_, &c.

[15] But M. de Camus has talked of the _pizzicato_ of the voice! (page

61) a term never before applied to anything of a musical kind, except

stringed instruments, and the exact meaning of which he perhaps had not

duly considered.

[16] We shall give this song, with a full piano-forte accompaniment, in

our ensuing number. _Editor._

[17] Published in 8vo. from the original Manuscript, by André of

Offenbach, who vouches for its authenticity, which, in fact, has never

been called in doubt.

[18] ‘Asseyez-vous, mai enfans.’--‘Il n’y a pas de quoi, mon seigneur.’

[19] Balfe is of Irish birth, and his history somewhat romantic. While

yet a boy he played a violin concerto at a theatrical benefit in

London, but without any marked success. To sing, however, was always

the object of his ambition; and, not having the means of achieving his

purpose in any other way, he actually walked to Italy, that he might

have an opportunity of hearing and imitating the great singers of that

country. A few years ago he returned, for a short time, to London, when

we had an opportunity of hearing him in the great Scena of _Assur_,

from _Semiramide_, as well as in a rondeau of his own composition, and

some other pieces. His voice was then a bass of two octaves compass,

from ~F~ to ~F~, combining great power, and very considerable facility

of execution. If his subsequent improvement has been in equal ratio

to the advances he had made when we heard him; if he has realized the

prospects which his voice and style then held out,--the United Kingdom

may, at no distant period, claim the first bass singer of the day, as

she can already boast of having produced the greatest soprano and tenor

of their times.

[20] This opera, our readers are well aware, entirely failed in London;

it was hissed off the stage! (_Editor._)

[21] This was printed some time ago in our work, by consent of the

author, who would not allow any other part of the sonata to be

republished, fearing that the sale of his Opera VII. would be injured!

We give it again, that the sonata may appear in an entire state.

[22] _Account of the Commemoration of Handel_, page 61.

[23] _Ibid._

[24] _Present State of Music in Germany_, vol. i. p. 346. (1773.)

[25] _Ibid._

[26] It was with great difficulty, and only through the most resolute

perseverance, that a director of the Philharmonic Society, who had

early obtained a copy of this symphony, succeeded in getting it

performed at the Philharmonic Concerts.--_Editor._

[27] From his _Studien in Generalbasse Contrapuncte_, &c. See p. 6 of

our number for January last.

[28] Those, says the learned Albrechtsberger, who would dive deep into

such subtleties, which, he remarks, are now little valued, may consult

the second part of the _Traité de la Fugue_, &c. of Marpurg.

[29] Here the second voice comes in, beginning from the commencement.

[30] The third voice comes in here, beginning from the commencement.

[31] The Author should have used the past tense; Canons are no longer

written in this stenographic manner.--_Editor._

[32] Among these pamphlets may be mentioned ~Remarks upon Church

Reform~, by the Rev. Edw. Burton, Regius Professor of Divinity.

~Letters on Church Reform~, by the Rev. C. Girdlestone. Principles

of Church Reform, by the Rev. Dr. Arnold. A Plan for abolishing

Pluralities, by the Rev. G. Townsend, Prebendary of Durham. A few Words

on the Episcopal Church and Cathedral Clergy of England, by the Rev. W.

L. Bowles. Remarks on the prospective and past Benefits of Cathedral

Institutions in the promotion of sound Religious Knowledge, by Edward

Bouverie Pusey, Canon of Christ Church. A ~Letter~ to ~Lord Henley~, by

the Hon. and Rev. ~A. P. Perceval~.

[33] Lord Henley, Plan, p. 17.

[34] At Oxford, these benefits are not merely past and prospective.

The three choral schools of Christ Church, St. Mary Magdalen, and New

College, are conducted on a liberal and judicious plan, in accordance

with the will of the founder. In those of the sister university, every

inferior scale of education has been adopted.

[35] Gal. iv. 26.

[36] 2 Heb. viii. 5.

[37] Exod. xv. 20, 21.

[38] Judges v. 1.

[39] Rev. xiv.

[40] Ut vero pueros supradictos habeat capitulum rite institutos,

tam morum modestia, quam canendi peritia, vobanus et statuimus, ut

unus, qui sit honestæ famæ, vitæ probæ, et cantandi peritus, ipsis

pueris choro destinatis, præficiatur magister et rector chori, qui

eis docendis et instituendis organis suo tempore pulsandis aliisque

ecclesiasticis muniis in choro obeundis studiose vacabit, qui congruam

habeat operæ suæ mercedem annuam per capitulum designandam et per

dictum receptorem exolvendam.

Prospiciat etiam puerorum salute: quorum et in literis, et in mensa

et convictu, educationem et liberalem institutionem illius fidei et

industriæ committimus. (Qui si negligens, aut in munere suo fungendo

desidiosus, aut in salute puerorum et recta eorum educatione, (ut

verbum Dei postulat) minime providus et circumspectus inveniatur, post

trinam admonitionem nisi resipuerit ab officiis deponatur et privetur.)

[41] Query, _moonlit flowers_?

[42] ‘Maria illuminatrix, sine Stella maris.’--_Isidor._

[43] Pacchierotti had not yet visited England.

[44] Afterward, Lord Cardigan.

[45] Afterwards Lord Malmsbury.

[46] Printed in an early number of the Harmonicon.

[47] By the way--though it is not common to descend from the artist

to his instrument--the piano-forte played on by Mr. Cramer (one of

Broadwood’s) was the most powerful and rich-toned we ever heard. Had

the alteration in the orchestra anything to do with the effect produced?

[48] We do not forget the song of ‘Mad Tom’ introduced in the first

concert, but scarcely feel warranted in considering it a legitimate

production of this great composer; indeed, it has never generally been

received as such, though not wanting in strong points of resemblance.

[49] The practice of beating time with the bow was introduced into this

country by M. Spohr, and he, being a great musician as well as leader,

has been, of course, imitated, for we are most industrious imitators

of what is foreign: and, in truth, quackery is so much the order of

the day, that without a due share of it success is hardly to be hoped

for. How many small persons, singers, _soi-disant_ composers, &c., are

now-a-days raised to something like importance by grossly open as well

as artful and disguised _charlatanerie_ and puffing!--(_Editor._)

[50] By the Countess of Tankerville.

[51] Afterwards George the Fourth.

[52] There is some great mistake in this. From the year of the

Commemoration it was resolved to enlarge, not contract, the scale,

and each succeeding season saw an augmentation, till the number of

performers was gradually increased from between 500 and 600, to nearly

1000. (_Editor of Harmonicon._)

[53] We cannot understand by what process of reasoning the author of

this article would set about to prove that the hero of a lyric drama

should have a base in preference to a tenor voice. We admit that he

should not on any account be a soprano; that it would be better that he

be not an alto; but here our objections cease. (_Editor of Harmonicon._)

[54] ‘The reason that moved the king to this act of munificence was

a singular one. The parish had chosen him their churchwarden, and he

executed the office for two months; but at the end thereof he grew

tired of it, as he well might, and presented the parish with that noble

instrument which is now in the church.’--_Hawkins’s Hist._ v. 60.

[55] ‘In the time of the Duke of Somerset’s chancellorship at

Cambridge, during the discontents of several members of that university

at the rigour of his government and paucity of his patronage,

Tudway, himself a malecontent, and joining in the clamour, said,

“The chancellor rides us all, _without a bit in our mouths_.” Nor

did the wicked sin of punning quit him even in sickness; for having

been dangerously ill of a quinsy, and unable, for some time, to

swallow food, the physician who attended him, after long debates and

difficulties, at length turning to Mrs. Tudway, said, “Courage Madam!

the doctor will get up Mayhill yet--he has been able to swallow some

nourishment.” On which he exclaimed, “Don’t mind him, my dear, one

_swallow_ does not make a summer.”’--_Burney’s Hist._ iii. 459 note.

[56] In our next number, we shall give a very clever article from the

‘Westminster Review,’ on the subject of Harmonics, which really leaves

nothing more to be said on the subject, and saves us the trouble of

analysing the works now before us.

[57] The son of John Christopher Schmidt, Handel’s copyist and managing

man. Dr. Burney has given a list of four oratorios composed by Smith,

but takes no notice of _Gideon_, which is not mentioned in either his

or Hawkins’s History of Music.

[58] Hawkins’s Hist., v. 407.

[59] Burney’s Hist., iii. 619.

[60] Dr. Philip Hayes was, with the exception of Bright, the Essex

miller, the most corpulent man of his time, and his obesity, instead of

being the result of good temper, was the cause of rather an irritable

disposition; but he was an honourable man, and perfectly master of

what is commonly called the theory of music. He died very suddenly in

London, in 1797, aged about fifty-eight years, and was interred in St.

Paul’s Cathedral, the gentlemen of the King’s Chapel, and the choirs of

St. Paul’s and Westminster Abbey, attending the funeral.

[61] From the Restoration in 1660 to the year 1805, but seven persons

filled the office of Master of the Children; they were, Captain Henry

Cook, Pelham Humphrey, Dr. Blow, Dr. Croft, Bernard Gates, Dr. Nares,

and Dr. Ayrton. (_Editor._)

[62] These consist of two complete Services, each comprising a Te Deum,

Jubilate, Nicene Creed, Kyrie Eleison, Magnificat, and Nunc Dimittis,

and several Anthems. (_Editor._)

[63] ‘Instructions to my Daughter, for playing on the Enharmonic

Guitar, by a Member of the University of Cambridge.’

[64] Agreeing with our correspondent as to the paramount importance

of melody, we differ from him most materially on other points. We say

this, lest it should be inferred from our silence that our opinion on

German music generally, and on that of Handel and Mozart in particular,

is in unison with the sentiments Mr. D. Walker has here avowed. If he

had only said that the accompaniments to vocal music are too commonly

injurious, because almost always played too loud, we should at once

have agreed with him.--(_Editor._)

[65] In more vulgar minds, the combinations of harmony and the power

of the orchestra excite also notions of pomp and majesty, because such

minds are more readily excited in this way by noise than by nature and

truth; and the same persons would be more delighted by a large picture,

or a large palace, than by a small one, however exquisite.

[66] Or, I may add, than the beautiful and simple forms of their

letters with those hooks and angles with which Gothic taste has

decorated them and made them truly its own.

[67] The words and accompaniments are by John Crosse, Esq. F.S.A. late

of Hull; and the whole, in score, appears in our volume for 1825, p.

229.--_Editor._

[68] How much good music is to be found in our libraries, that is

utterly unknown to the public! It is a curious fact, that an entire

opera by Haydn, the full score in his own hand-writing, and which not

only has never been performed, but has never been seen, except by very

few persons, is now in the possession of a gentleman in London! It was

composed for the King’s Theatre, but never paid for, therefore never

delivered.--_Editor._

[69] The composer’s intention is, to bring to mind this consolatory

promise, by a musical phrase familiar to all lovers of Handel’s sublime

_Messiah_.

[70] The musical critic in the _Examiner_ makes himself merry with

our opinion of ~Rubini’s~ singing. To differ from so profound a judge

is, no doubt, a proof of great hardihood, not to say presumption, but

our temerity is not without other abettors besides the _Spectator_;

a Sunday print of the very day on which the _Examiner_ is pleased to

be jocular, had the boldness to handle the Signor rather roughly; and

two, if not three, other papers--not contemptible ones--have been

rash enough to hint that he is not quite so perfect a singer as a few

French journals and our facetious friend so unhesitatingly assert.

Moreover, if the sprightly critic will condescend to consult some of

those who have made music the chief study of their lives, and have a

due portion of cerebral matter in their craniums, he will find that

our opinion is tolerably well backed though certainly it differs much

from that entertained by many members of ~Crockford’s~, and by divers

lady-singers who are deeply learned in the opera songs of the last

dozen years.

[71] We have inadvertently stated this to be from the 4th _Grand_

Concerto.

[72] Treatise on the Construction, Preservation, Repair, and

Improvement of the Violin, and all Bow-Instruments, together with

a Dissertation on the most eminent Makers, pointing out the surest

marks by which a genuine Instrument may be distinguished, by Jacob

Augustus Otto, Instrument Maker at the Court of the Arch-Duke of

Weimar. Translated from the German, with Notes and Additions, by Thomas

Fardely, of Leeds. 66 pages in 8vo. (Longman, Rees, Orme and Co.) 1833.

[73] _Repairing a damaged one_ would have been a more logical

expression; but whether the author or his translator is answerable for

the phrase, we cannot pretend to say.

[74] What _mathematics_ had to do in the matter, we cannot guess.

(_Reviewer._)

[75] An amateur of Liverpool.

[76] Of Liverpool.

[77]

J’allai à elle dans la prairie

Avec la vielle et l’archet.

[78] The melody of this is founded, the composer tells us in a note, on

the chimes of St. Mary’s clock, at Cambridge, which are as follows:--

[Illustration]

This tune was invented by the Rev. Dr. Jowett; and the drolls of

the University, from the moment or its birth, called it _Jowett’s

jig_.--_Editor._

[79] Since the above was _set up_, we have discovered that this is not

a new composition, though it may have been newly published. It is now

too late conveniently to take out the article.--(_Editor._)

[80] Master Frederick Arthur Gore Ouseley, son of the Right Honourable

Sir Gore Ouseley.

[81] He is, however, still living.

[82] In his _Præceptiones Musices Poeticæ_: see Ravenscroft’s _Brief

Discourse_, 1614, p. 1.

[83] Memoirs of Dr. W. Hayes, Dr. Arne, Lord Mornington, Dr. Cooke, Dr.

Nares, and Dr. Callcott, will be found dispersed throughout the eleven

volumes of the _Harmonicon_.

[84] In a memoir of Mr. Spofforth, written by a friend, and prefixed to

a collection of his glees now publishing, it is stated that he became

actually organist of Lincoln Cathedral, an error which the author will

doubtless be happy to rectify.

[85] Outre-meuse, at Liége.

[86] Orlando di Lasso, as the Italians and English call him.--_Editor._

[87] A circumstance which had escaped our recollection when we stated

this to be the first attempt since Dr. Cooke’s.

[88] Zelter was brought up as a builder. It may be interesting to

mention, that Felix Mendelssohn was his pupil. Goethe speaks of ‘the

incredible talent of Zelter’s most astonishing pupil.’ This was written

when Mr. Mendelssohn was a child.--_Translator._

[89] ‘Charles Sackville, eldest son of Lionel, Duke of Dorset, a Lord

of the Treasury,’ (in 1746).

[90] ‘Sapperment’ is a very common and rather homely German exclamation

of sudden surprise, scarcely susceptible of translation, but somewhat

similar to the English word ‘zounds.’ The Germans, moreover, as Mr.

Russell correctly states in his Travels, observe a regular degree of

_decimal_ gradation in the use of their ‘Sapperment;’ viz.--Sapperment

(simply) 1 Sap, _Hundert Sapperment_, 100 ditto. _Tausend Sapperment_,

1,000 ditto. _Hundert Tausend Sapperment_, 100,000 ditto: which latter

term, as may be supposed, is only applicable to a state of amazement

a hundred thousand times greater than what would be expressed by the

simple exclamation of ‘Sapperment.’ The Germans are a calculating

people, even in their oaths.

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