LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN.

My kind regards to your dear, and, as I understand, beautiful wife.

15.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, April 30, 1819.

My dear Ries,

I could not ere this answer your last letter of the 18th of December.

Your sympathy does me good. It is impossible to get to London for the

present, entangled as I am in various ways; but God will assist my plans

of reaching it certainly next winter, when I shall bring the new

Symphonies. I am in expectation of the text for an Oratorio which I am

to write for our Musical Society, and which may likewise serve us in

London. Do for me what you can, for I stand in need of it. I should

gladly have accepted any orders for the Philharmonic Society; Neate's

reports, however, of the all but failure of the three Overtures have

vexed me; they have not only been successful here, each in its own way,

but those in E flat and C have even produced a powerful effect; so that

the fate of these compositions in the Philharmonic Society is a riddle

to me. You will have received the arrangement of the Quintetto and the

Sonata. Pray let them both be engraved immediately, especially the

Quintetto. The Sonata may follow a little more at leisure, but that too

not later than two or three months hence. I had not received your former

letter which you mention, and therefore did not scruple to strike a

bargain for both these works in this place too--that is to say, only for

Germany. It will be three months before the Sonata comes out here, but

you must hurry with the Quintett. As soon as you send me a cheque for

the money I shall let you have an agreement for the publisher, securing

him the property of these works for England, Scotland, Ireland, France,

&c.

The _Tempi_ of the Sonata, according to Maelzel's Metronome, will reach

you by the next post. The Quintett and Sonata are gone by De Smidt,

courier to Prince Paul Esterhazy. I shall send my portrait by the

earliest opportunity, as I understand that you really wish for it.

Farewell! think kindly of your friend

BEETHOVEN.

_My_ best love to _your_ best love!!!

16.

Vienna, April 16, 1819.

Here, dear Ries! are the _Tempi_ of the Sonata (Op. 106). First Allegro,

_Allegro_ alone, strike out the _assai_, and add

Maelzel's Metronome

[Illustration: musical note, half note][185] = 138

Second movement Scherzoso, M. M.

[Illustration: musical note, half note] = 80

Third movement, M. M.

[Illustration: musical note, eighth note] = 92

Observe that another bar should be prefixed to this movement, viz.:--

[Illustration: musical notation][A]

Fourth movement, _Introduzione largo_ M. M. [Illustration: musical note,

sixteenth note] = 76

Fifth and last movement, 3/4 time

[Illustration: musical notation][B]

Excuse the mistakes; if you knew my circumstances you would not be

surprised at them, but would wonder at what I produce in spite of them.

The Quintett cannot be delayed any longer, and will shortly appear; not

so the Sonata, about which I anxiously expect to hear from you,

inclosing the terms. The name of the courier, through whom you have to

receive the Quintett and Sonata, is De Smidt. I beg to have a speedy

answer, and shall soon write more at length.

In haste, yours,

BEETHOVEN.

17.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, April 19, 1819.

Dear Friend,

Excuse the trouble which I am giving you. I cannot account for the

numerous mistakes which have found their way into the copy of the

Sonata, unless, indeed, they proceed from the circumstance of my not

being able any longer to keep a copyist of my own; events have brought

this about, and may the Lord help me until ... become better off. This

will take another twelvemonth. It is most shocking how this matter has

been brought about, and what has become of my salary, and no one can say

what _may_ become of it, until the above-mentioned twelvemonth comes

round. Should the Sonata (Op. 106) not do for London, I might send

another, or you may leave out the Largo and begin with the Fugue of the

last movement, or else the first movement, the Adagio, and for the

third, the Scherzo and the Largo and Allegro risoluto. I leave it to you

to manage this as you think proper.[186] This sonata was written in time

of need; for it is hard to write almost for one's daily bread; thus far

am I reduced. We must correspond further upon my visit to London. It

would certainly be the only means of saving me from my miserable and

needy condition, which ruins my health, and will never permit my

faculties to act as they might under more favourable circumstances.

BEETHOVEN.

18.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, May 25, 1819.

* * * I was all the while oppressed with such cares as I had never

known, and all through my excessive benevolence to others. Write on

industriously. My dear little Archduke Rudolph and I, we often play your

works, and he says the former pupil does his master credit. Now fare you

well. I content myself with embracing your wife--who, I understand is

very handsome--in fancy only, for the present, but hope to have that

pleasure in reality during next winter. Do not forget the Quintett, and

the Sonata, and the money--I meant to say the _honoraire, avec ou sans

honneur_. I trust to hear from you not only as fast as _allegro_, but

_veloce prestissimo_, and good tidings too. This letter reaches you

through a right clever Englishman; they are a powerful race for the

most part, and I should like to spend some time amongst them in their

own country.

Prestissimo--Responsio, il suo amico e maestro

BEETHOVEN.

19.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, November 10, 1819.

Dear Ries,

I write to let you know that the Sonata is out, that is to say, only

about a fortnight; and it is about six months since both were sent to

you--the Quintett and the Sonata. I shall despatch in a few days through

a courier who leaves this, the Quintett as well as the Sonata, so that

you will be able to correct both works. Not having heard from you of the

receipt of either, I thought the matter had fallen to the ground. Have I

not been wrecked once before in this year through Neate? I wish you

could try to get me the fifty ducats; I have reckoned upon receiving

them, and, indeed, have many ways for my money. Enough for to-day, only

let me tell you that I have almost concluded a new Mass; let me know

what you could do with it in London; but that soon, very soon, and soon

too let me have the money for both the works. I will write more fully

another day. In haste, your true and sincere friend,

BEETHOVEN.

20.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, April 6, 1822.

My dearest Ries,

I have been ill again for the last six months and more, and thus could

never answer your letter. I have received the £26, and am sincerely

obliged to you for them, but your Symphony dedicated to me has not

arrived. My greatest work is a grand Mass, which I have lately written,

&c. &c. Time presses to-day, so I say only the needful; what might the

Philharmonic Society offer me for a Symphony?

I will think of coming to London, if my health would but permit

it--perhaps next spring! You would find in me a master who truly

appreciates the pupil, in his turn become a great master, and who knows

how, and in what way, the art might be benefited from our acting

jointly. I am as ever completely devoted to my muses, and this alone can

ensure me happiness. I act for others, too, as best I may. You have two

children--I have one (my brother's son)--but you are married,

consequently your two cannot be as expensive as my one.

Now, farewell; kiss your fair lady, until I may perform this solemn act

in person.

Your sincere friend,

BEETHOVEN.

P.S. Be quick in letting me have your dedication, that I may show off in

return, which I mean to do as soon as I have received yours.

21.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, December 20, 1822.

My dear Ries,

I have had so much business on hand, that I could not send you a reply

to your letter of the 15th of November. I gladly accept the request of

the Philharmonic Society to write a new Symphony for them; although the

terms offered are not what they ought to be, and what the English might

afford, in comparison to other nations.

If I _could_ but get to London, what would I not write for the

Philharmonic Society! for, Heaven be praised, Beethoven _can_ write,

although he can do nothing else. If it please God to restore my health,

which is somewhat improved, I may yet avail myself of the several

proposals made to me from the different parts of Europe, and even from

North America, and thus might I once more be put in a flourishing

state.

Yours, &c.,

BEETHOVEN.

22.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

[Extract of a letter, the beginning of which is nowhere to be found.]

* * * Do get matters speedily arranged for your poor friend; I expect

your travelling plan too;[187] I can bear up no longer; I am in for it,

deeper than ever; should I not go, look you, there is a _crimen læsæ_!

Since you seem to wish for a dedication of mine, I am quite ready to

gratify you; much more ready than I should be for any great man--for the

greatest, _entre nous_.

The d----l knows where one might fall into their hands. You will

receive the new Symphony (the ninth with choral parts) with the

dedication to yourself. I hope at length to get possession of yours to

me. "B" is to open the letter to the king (George the Fourth) he took

charge of, and he will see what has been written to the king about the

Battle of Vittoria; the enclosed letter to him[188] contains the same;

but there is no longer a question about the Mass. Let our amiable friend

B. try and get me at least a battle-axe or a turtle; the printed copy of

the score of the Battle is, of course, also to be given to the King.

This letter puts you to great expence,[189] pray deduct it from what you

have to send me; how much I regret being so troublesome to you! The Lord

be with you. Best love to your wife, until I come myself. Have a care;

you think I am old; I am an old youngster.

Ever yours,

BEETHOVEN.

23.

BEETHOVEN TO MR. NEATE.

Vienna, February 25, 1823.

My dear friend,

Ries tells me you wish to have three Quartetts of me, and I now write,

to beg you will let me know about what time they are to be ready, as I

am fully satisfied with your offer of a hundred guineas for them; only

let me beg of you, to send me a cheque for that sum, upon one of our

banking-houses, so soon as I shall let you know that the Quartetts are

finished, and I will, in my turn, deliver them to the same banker upon

the receipt of the hundred guineas. I trust you are enjoying to the full

the blessings of a family life; would I could have the pleasure of

becoming an eye-witness to your happiness! I have sent Ries a new

Overture for the Philharmonic Society, and am only waiting the arrival

of a cheque for the new Symphony, to forward him that too, through our

Austrian embassy. You will find in the bearer, Mr. A. Bauer, a man

equally intelligent and amiable, who can give you a full account of my

doings. Should my health improve,[190] I mean to visit England in 1824;

let me know what you think about it. I should be delighted to write for

the Philharmonic Society, to see the country and all its distinguished

artists; and as to my pecuniary circumstances, they too might be

materially benefited by this visit, as I feel that I shall _never_ make

anything in Germany. My name on the address of letters is sufficient

security for their reaching me. With every kind wish for your welfare,

believe me

Your sincere friend,

BEETHOVEN.

24.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, April 25, 1823.

Dear Ries,

The cardinal (Archduke Rudolph) has been staying here for a whole month;

and as I had to give him two hours and a half's lesson per day, I was

robbed of much time, besides feeling, the day after such lessons,

scarcely able to think, much less to write.

My distressed circumstances, however, require that I should instantly

write that which will procure money, sufficient for the moment. What a

sad discovery this must be to you! And, moreover, all my troubles have

caused me to be unwell--have given me sore eyes. But do not be alarmed;

you will shortly receive the Symphony. Indeed it is all brought on by

these miserable circumstances. You will also receive, a few weeks hence,

thirty-three new Variations on a subject (a Valse Op. 120) dedicated to

your wife. Bauer (first secretary to the Austrian embassy) has the score

of the "Battle of Vittoria," which was dedicated to the then Prince

Regent, and for which I have still to receive the copying expenses. Now

I beg of you, dear friend, to send me, as soon as possible, a draught

for the amount of whatever you may be able to get me for it. You and I

know the publishers well.

With regard to your tender conjugal point, you will always find me in

direct opposition to yourself, and decidedly taking the lady's part.

Ever your friend,

BEETHOVEN.

25.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Hetzendorf, near Vienna, July 16, 1823.

My dear Ries,

The receipt of your letter, the day before yesterday, gave me great

pleasure. I suppose you have got the Variations by this time. I could

not write the dedication to your wife, as I do not know her name. Pray

make it in the name of your own and your wife's friend, and let her be

surprised with it, on its coming out. The fair sex is fond of that sort

of thing. Between ourselves, the great charm of the _beautiful_ lies in

its coming upon us unawares.

With regard to the Allegri di Bravura, I shall pardon yours. To say the

truth, I am no friend to that species of writing, calculated to promote

mechanism all too much, in those at least which I know. I have not

looked at your's yet, but shall inquire for them at ----, with whom I beg

you will not communicate without great prudence. Might I not be your

agent here for many things?

These publishers are certainly acting up to their name by _publishing_

your works; but you get nothing by such publicity, which is only a

_reprint_. Matters might perhaps be differently managed. I shall

certainly send you a few chorusses; and, if required, produce a few new

ones. They are quite my hobby.

Many thanks for the produce of the _Bagatelles_. I am quite content with

it. Do not give anything to the King of England. Take whatever you can

get for the Variations: I shall be satisfied anyhow. But one thing I

must stipulate, that I shall positively take no other reward for the

dedication to your wife than a kiss to be received by me in London. You

sometimes write guineas, whereas I receive but pounds sterling, and I

understand there is a difference.[191] Do not be angry at this, with a

_pauvre musicien autrichien_; but indeed my situation is a difficult

one. I am likewise writing a new violin Quartett. Might that too be

offered to the musical or unmusical London Jews?--_en vrai juif_. With

the sincerest embrace,

Your old friend,

BEETHOVEN.

26.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES.

Vienna, Sept. 5, 1823.

My dear good Ries,

I still continue without news of the Symphony, yet you may depend upon

it ... will soon reach London. Were I not so poor as to be obliged to

live by my pen, I should not take anything of the Philharmonic Society.

As it is, I must certainly wait until my terms for the Symphony be made

payable here. Wishing, however, to prove my confidence and affection for

this Society, I have already sent off the new Overture. I leave it to

the Society to settle for it at its own rate. My worthy brother

(Johann), who keeps his carriage, thought fit to draw upon me too; and

has consequently offered this same Overture, unknown to me, to a London

publisher, Boosey. Pray tell him, my brother was mistaken with regard to

the Overture. He bought it of me to carry on usury with it, as I

perceive.--_O frater!_ As yet I have not seen anything of your Symphony

dedicated to me. Did I not consider this dedication as a kind of

challenge, demanding satisfaction on my side, I should by this time have

inscribed some work to you. As it is, I thought I ought by rights to see

your work first; and how I wish I could in any way show you my

gratitude! I am deep in your debt for so many proofs of attachment and

active kindness.

Should my health improve by a proposed course of bathing, I shall

embrace your wife in 1824 in London.

Ever yours,

BEETHOVEN.

[The following three letters are given as originally written in

French, not in Beethoven's own hand, but signed by himself:]--

27.

BEETHOVEN À MONSIEUR C. NEATE.

Vienne, le 15 Janvier, 1825.

Ce fut avec le plus grand plaisir que je reçus votre lettre du ... par

laquelle vous avez eu la bonté de m'avertir que la Société

Philharmonique distinguée d'artistes m'invite à venir à Londres. Je

suis bien content des conditions que me fait la Société, seulement je

désire de lui proposer de m'envoyer, outre les 300 guinées qu'elle me

promet, encore 100 guinées pour faire les dépenses du voyage; car il

faudra acheter une voiture; aussi dois-je être accompagné de quelqu'un.

Vous voyez bien que cela est nécessaire; d'ailleurs je vous prie de

m'indiquer l'auberge où je pourrai descendre à Londres.

Je prendrai un nouveau Quatuor avec moi. Quant au bruit dont vous

m'écrivez, qu'il existe un exemplaire de la 9^{ème} Symphonie à Paris,

il n'est point fondé. Il est vrai que cette Symphonie sera publiée en

Allemagne, mais point avant que l'an soit écoulé, pendant lequel la

Société en jouira.

Sur ce point il faut encore vous avertir de ne faire que de petites

preuves de cette composition, en Quatuor par exemple, car c'est la seule

manière d'étudier bien une belle oeuvre; les choeurs, avant tout,

doivent être exercés. Il y a encore quelques erreurs, dont je vous

enverrai le catalogue par la poste prochaine.

Il me semble avoir été oublié dans la 2de partie de la Symphonie,

qu'à la répétition du minor après le Presto il faut commencer de nouveau

du signe [Illustration: musical sign, "segno"] et continuer sans

répétition jusqu'à la Ferma, alors on prend aussitôt la Coda.

Je vous prie de me répondre au plus vite possible, car on demande de moi

une grande composition nouvelle, que je ne commençerai cependant pas,

sans avoir votre réponse. Il faut que j'écrive toujours, pas pour me

faire des richesses,--seulement pour pourvoir à mes besoins.

Or je dois avoir de la certitude sur ce point.--Je serai bien charmé de

vous voir, et de connoitre la noble nation Anglaise.

Je suis, avec la plus haute consideration,

Monsieur,

Votre sincere ami,

LOUIS VAN BEETHOVEN.

28.

BEETHOVEN À MONSIEUR NEATE.

Vienne, le 19 Mars, 1825.

Mon très cher ami!

Je ne pourrai guère venir à Londres durant le printemps, mais qui sait

quel accident m'y conduit peut-être en automne. J'espére que vous vous

trouvez bien dans votre famille, et en bonne santé. Quant aux Quatuors,

dont vous m'écrivez dans vos lettres, j'en ai achevé le premier, et je

suis à présent à composer le second, qui, comme le troisiéme, sera

achevé dans peu de temps. Vous m'offrez 100 guinées pour 3 Quatuors, je

trouve cette proposition bien généreuse. Il se demande seulement, s'il

m'est permis de publier ces Quatuors après un an et demie, ou deux

ans.[192] C'est ce qui serait tres avantageux pour mes finances. En ce

qui concerne la manière de simplifier l'envoiement des Quatuors, et de

l'argent de votre part, je vous propose de remettre les oeuvres à

Messrs. Fries & Co., qui témoigneront à vous même, ou à quelque banquier

de Londres, d'être possesseurs des Quatuors, et qui vous les remettront

aussitôt après l'arrivée de l'argent.

Voici une affaire, par laquelle vous pouvez me prouver votre amitié. Je

vous prie seulement de me répondre au plus-tôt possible. Je me fie

toujours à votre amitié pour moi, et vous assure que vous pouvez faire

de même à moi.

Je suis, avec la plus grande consideration,

Votre ami,

BEETHOVEN.

29.

BEETHOVEN À MONSIEUR NEATE.

Vienne, le 25 May, 1825.

Mon ami!

Je crois nécessaire de vous écrire encore une fois. Je vois dans la

lettre que vous m'avez écrite il y a deux ans, que l'honoraire des

Quatuors est £100 sterling. Je suis content de cette offre, mais il est

nécessaire de vous avertir, que le 1er Quatuor est si cherché par les

plus célèbres artistes de Vienne, que je l'ai accordé à quelques uns

d'eux pour leur benefice. Je crois tromper votre amitié en ne vous

avertissant point de cette circonstance, parceque vous pouvez aussi en

faire usage à Londres. Or si vous me repondez que vous êtes content des

propositions que je vous ai faites dans ma lettre dernière, je vous

enverrai aussitôt le 1er Quatuor; cependant je vous prie d'accélerer

votre resolution, puisque les éditeurs desirent vivement de le posseder.

Cependant vous n'avez point de remettre l'honoraire qu'après avoir reçu

l'assurance de ma part, que les 2 autres Quatuors sont achevés.

Seulement je vous prie d'ajouter à votre lettre l'assurance de votre

contentement en ce qui concerne mes offres. Voilà ce que j'ai cru devoir

vous dire. Je crois vous avoir fait une complaisance, et je suis

certain que vous ferez le même envers moi. Conservez votre amitié pour

moi.

Je suis, avec le plus grand estime,

Votre ami sincère,

LOUIS VAN BEETHOVEN.

30.

BEETHOVEN TO RIES AT BONN.

Vienna, April 9, 1825.

Dear worthy Ries,

The needful in all haste! In the score of the Symphony which I sent you

(it is the ninth with choruses), there stands, as far as I remember, in

the first oboe in the 242nd bar,--

It should be thus:

[Illustration: musical notation]

instead of

[Illustration: musical notation]

I have looked over the whole of the parts, with the exception of the

brass band--that only in part--and I trust they must be tolerably

correct. I would willingly have sent you the score,[193] but I have a

concert before me, and the only score I possess is my manuscript. The

concert, however, depends upon my health; for I must soon set off to the

country, where alone I can prosper at this time.

You will soon receive the _Opferlied_, copied a second time; and I beg

you will mark it as corrected by myself, that it might not be used

together with the one you have already by you. This song gives you an

idea of the miserable copyist I have had ever since _Schlemmer's_ death.

There is scarcely a note in which I can trust him. As you have already

had all the written parts of the finale of the Symphony, I have now sent

you the second choral parts. You can easily have these scored from

before the beginning of the chorus; and at the commencement of the

vocal, it will be quite easy to have the instrumental parts prefixed to

the second vocal ones: it will require a little reflection. It was

impossible to write all this at once; and, had we hurried such a

copyist, there would have been errors upon errors. I have sent you an

Overture in C, 6/8 time, not yet published: the printed parts, too, you

will receive by the next post. The _Kyrie_ and _Gloria_ (two of the

principal pieces of the _Messe Solemnelle_), in D major, are likewise on

their way to you, together with an Italian vocal Duet. You will receive,

besides these, a grand March with chorusses, well fitted for grand

musical performances.[194] Another grand, and as yet unknown, Overture

might come forth, but I fancy you have enough of these.

Farewell, in the land of the Rhine, ever dear to me.[195] Every

enjoyment of life attend you and your wife. The most friendly

remembrances to your father.

From your friend,

BEETHOVEN.

No. III.

ACCOUNT OF A CONCERT GIVEN BY BEETHOVEN AT THE KAERNTHNERTHOR THEATRE,

VIENNA.[196]

* * * * *

On the 7th of May, 1824, a grand musical performance took place at the

Kärnthnerthor Theatre. The leaders of the music were Kapellmeister

Umlauf and M. Shuppanzigh, and the great composer himself assisted on

the occasion. He took his place at the side of the principal leader,

and, with his original score before him, indicated the different

movements and determined the precise manner in which they were to be

given; for, unfortunately, the state of his hearing prevented him from

doing more. The theatre was crowded to excess, and the sensation caused

by the appearance of this great man was of a kind that is more easy to

imagine than to describe. The arrangement of the pieces performed was as

follows:--1st, Beethoven's Grand Overture in C major; 2nd, Three Grand

Hymns, with solo and chorus parts, from his New Mass, never before

performed; 3rd, a Grand New Symphony, with a finale, in which are

introduced a solo and chorus part from Schiller's _Lied an die Freude_

(Song of Joy). This also was performed for the first time, and is

Beethoven's last composition. We shall offer a few observations on each

of these in the order of their performance.

With respect to the Overture, it indisputably belongs to the most

finished of his compositions. The introductory _Andante_ is throughout

of the most simple, noble, and masterly kind, and the rather lengthened

_Allegro_ that follows is full of brilliant fancy: it is in the free

fugue style, in three parts, each of which is sustained with equal power

and effect. It is never monotonous, its form is constantly varying

without in any manner sacrificing unity of effect; without the smallest

rest point, the interest is constantly kept up; it flows along in a

stream of harmony always pure and limpid; but it certainly presents an

arduous task to the performer. It is thus that Handel would have

written, had he had at his disposal the rich orchestra of our times; and

it is only a spirit congenial with that of the immortal author of the

Messiah that could succeed in treading in the footsteps of this giant of

the art. The Three Hymns are principal portions of the New Mass which

Beethoven has lately composed. The first, which was the _Kyrie Eleison_,

is in D major, a movement full of fire and deep religious feeling. The

_Christe_ that followed is in triple time, and full of happy effects of

counterpoint; the return to the first measure of the _Kyrie_ is managed

in a masterly manner, and the whole terminates in harmonics of a very

singular and touching character. But altogether the effect is not so

much that of children supplicating a parent, which is the true intent of

the words, in the place in which they stand, as the deep and mournful

supplications of a people humbled in the dust.

The treatment of the _Credo_ that follows is in the highest degree

original and uncommon. Both the principal key, B flat major, as well as

the time, change perhaps too often, so that the ear is scarcely able to

comprehend the suddenness of the effects intended to be produced. At the

_consubstantialem patri_, a short but very powerful figure commences;

the _incarnatus est_ is a movement of very pathetic effect, and the

tender and touching passage, _passus et sepultus est_, with its well

placed dissonances in the violin accompaniment, is not to be described.

Well imagined and sustained, the strongly figured movement at the

entrance of the contra-theme is somewhat quickened, but the first

_moderato_ again returns. The Amen opens with a broad and richly

ornamented passage; it swells into splendid effect, and terminates in a

long dying fall. If it were permitted in a church composition to speak

of effect in the same manner as in a secular production, it cannot be

denied that this retarding kind of conclusion tends to weaken the

powerful impression produced by the preceding bolder results; especially

when no reasonable cause can be assigned for such a mode of conclusion,

unless it be the determination of a composer to differ from all the rest

of the world. Who does not feel himself inspired by those brilliant

Fugues with which a Naumann, a Haydn, and a Mozart terminate their

compositions of this kind, which seem as if on the wings of seraphs to

waft the soul towards heaven? The character of the _Agnus Dei_, in B

minor, is solemn and tender, and the introduction of four French horns

tends to heighten the effect in an extraordinary degree. The _Dona_ in D

major, 6/8 time, passes into an _Allegretto_ movement of feeling, and

advances in beautiful imitations, till suddenly the passage changes, and

the kettle-drums, like distant thunder, intone the deep _pacem_.[197] A

soprano solo introduces the second _Agnus Dei_ in a kind of recitative,

and a chorus, strengthened by trumpets, precedes the tremendous

_Miserere Nobis_. The effect of the latter is singular in the extreme,

and when we reflect upon the sentiments intended to be expressed, we

scarcely know whether to praise or blame.

With respect to the new Symphony it may, without fear, stand a

competition with its eight sister works, by none of which is the fame of

its beauty likely to be eclipsed; it is evidently of the same family,

though its characteristic features are different--

facies non omnibus una

Non diversa tamen, qualem debet esse sororum.--OVID.

The opening passage is a bold _Allegro_ in D minor, full of rich

invention, and of athletic power; from the first chord till the gradual

unfolding of the colossal theme, expectation is constantly kept alive

and never disappointed. To give a skeleton of this composition would be

scarcely practicable, and, after all, would convey but a very faint idea

of the body; we shall therefore only touch upon some of the more

prominent features, among which is a _Scherzo_ movement (D minor) full

of playful gaiety, and in which all the instruments seem to contend with

each other in the whim and sportiveness of the passage; and a brilliant

March in the vivid major mode, forms a delightful contrast with the

passages by which it is introduced. Whoever has imagined in hearing the

_Andante_ of the 7th Symphony, that nothing could ever equal, not to

say surpass it, has but to hear the movement of the same kind in the

present composition in order to change his sentiments. In truth, the

movement is altogether divine, the interchanges and combinations of the

motives are surprising, the tasteful conduct of the whole is easy and

natural, and in the midst of the rich exuberance of the subject, the

simplicity that prevails throughout is truly admirable. But it is in the

Finale that the genius of this great master shines forth most

conspicuously. We are here, in an ingenious manner, presented with a

return of all the subjects in short and brilliant passages, and which,

as in a mirror, reflect the features of the whole. After this a singular

kind of recitative by the contra-basses introduces a _crescendo_ passage

of overwhelming effect, which is answered by a chorus of voices that

bursts unexpectedly in, and produces an entirely new and extraordinary

result. The passages from Schiller's "Song of Joy" are made admirably

expressive of the sentiments which the poet intended to convey, and are

in perfect keeping with the tone and character of the whole of this

wonderful composition. Critics have remarked of the Finale, that it

requires to be heard frequently in order to be duly appreciated.

At the conclusion of the concert Beethoven was unanimously called

forward. He modestly saluted the audience, and retired amidst the

loudest expressions of enthusiasm. Yet the feeling of joy was tempered

by a universal regret, to see so gifted an individual labouring under an

infliction the most cruel that could befal an artist in that profession

for which Nature had destined him. We have no doubt but the master will

consider this as one of the proudest days in his existence; and it is to

be hoped that the testimony of general feeling which he has witnessed

will tend to soothe his spirit, to soften down some of its asperities,

and to convince him that he stands upon a pinnacle far above the reach

of envy and every malignant passion.

Both singers and instrumental performers acquitted themselves on this

interesting occasion in a manner that is deserving of the highest

praise. Of the worthy Kapellmeister Umlauf, who undertook the conduct of

this great work, and M. Shuppanzigh, a master of known abilities, who

led the band, it is but justice to say that their zeal, knowledge, and

talents deservedly obtained them the most conspicuous place and the

merited thanks of their brother artists. The impracticability of

devoting sufficient time for the number of rehearsals that were

necessary, in order to do justice to music which is at once new and of

so lofty a character, made it impossible to give it with that

precision, and those delicate shades of forte and piano, which are

required to do them justice.

The deep and general feeling which this concert, in honour of the great

master of the modern art in Germany, excited, together with the

disappointment experienced by many who were unable to obtain admission,

induced the Director of the Theatre to make an offer to the composer of

a certain consideration if he would condescend once more to appear in

public, and assist at a repetition of the same music. With this request

he complied; and in addition to the pieces before performed, he offered

them a manuscript Terzetto, with Italian words, which was accordingly

performed, and considered by the numerous Italian amateurs in Vienna as

a kind of compliment paid by the composer to themselves. The performance

went off with still greater _éclat_ than on the former occasion, and

this new composition was hailed by all with no less enthusiasm than the

other works.

No. IV.

CHARACTERISTICS OF BEETHOVEN, FROM WEGELER AND RIES'S "NOTIZEN."

When Beethoven's reputation had attained the highest point at Vienna,

his dislike to playing in society was so ungovernable that he used

completely to lose his temper in consequence; and would often come to

see me in the most melancholy mood, complaining that play he _must_,

although he felt the blood tingling in his fingers. By degrees I used to

draw him into a conversation of a more cheerful tendency, and always

succeeded in ultimately pacifying him. This object attained I used to

drop all discourse, sit down to my writing-desk, and thus oblige

Beethoven to take the chair next to me, for the purpose of further

conversation--that chair being the one used at the piano. The vicinity

of the instrument soon led him to strike some chords at random, whence

sprung the most beautiful melodies. Oh! why did I not more fully

understand him! Wishing to possess a manuscript of his, I more than once

put before him on the desk some music-paper, seemingly without

intention; it was always filled, but when he had done this, he folded

it and put it into his pocket, leaving me to laugh at my own

miscalculation. He never permitted me to say much, if anything, about

his playing on these occasions, and always went away an altered being,

ready to come back to me. His antipathy to playing in company, however,

remained unshaken, and was frequently the cause of the greatest quarrels

between him and his friends and patrons.

* * * * *

Haydn had been anxious that Beethoven should write on the titles of his

early works "_pupil of Haydn_;" to this Beethoven objected, saying, that

although he had received some instructions from Haydn, yet _he had never

learnt anything of him_. Beethoven during his first stay at Vienna had

been Mozart's pupil for a short time, but used to complain of this great

master never having played to him. Albrechtsberger gave him instructions

in counterpoint, and Salieri in dramatic music. I was well acquainted

with these three men; they all agreed in their regard for Beethoven, as

well as in their opinion of his mode of learning. Each said Beethoven

had always been so obstinate and self-willed, that his own hard earned

experience often had to teach him those things the study of which he

would not hear of; this was more especially affirmed by Albrechtsberger

and Salieri. The dry rules of the former, and the less important ones of

the latter on dramatic composition (in the old Italian school), would

not excite any interest in Beethoven; we may therefore be allowed to

doubt Seyfried's "incontrovertible evidence" as given in his Studies,

that "Beethoven devoted his two years' _apprenticeship_ with

Albrechtsberger with unremitting perseverance to his theoretical

studies."

* * * * *

Ries says, in his Notizen, page 87, Beethoven had promised the three

Sonatas for piano-forte solo (Op. 31), to Nägeli of Zurich, whilst his

brother Carl (Caspar), who alas! always would interfere in his affairs,

wanted to sell them to a Leipsic publisher. The brothers used to have

frequent disputes on this subject, Beethoven being determined to keep

his promise. At the time of sending off these Sonatas, Beethoven lived

in Heiligenstadt. He was one day walking with his brother when a new

quarrel arose between them on this subject, which actually ended in

blows. The next day he gave me the Sonatas to be sent off to Zürich

without delay; he had at the same time written to his brother, and sent

the letter under cover to Stephen Breuning for perusal. I never heard a

lecture given more forcibly and more good-naturedly than that which

Beethoven here preached to his brother, on his conduct of the preceding

day. He began by showing it to him in its true and most despicable

light--then forgave him everything--but warned him that if he valued his

own future happiness, he must alter his life and conduct altogether. His

letter to Breuning on this occasion was no less beautiful than the

above-mentioned.

* * * * *

As a proof of Beethoven's extraordinary faculties it may here be quoted,

that, at the first rehearsal of his piano-forte Concerto in C major,

which took place at his house, his piano proved to be half a tone lower

than the wind instruments. He immediately desired these to tune in B

instead of A, whilst he himself played his part in C sharp.

* * * * *

Ries gives us a curious instance of the manner in which the great master

showed his originality. He says it is in the first movement of the

Sinfonia eroica that Beethoven has vented his spleen upon the horn.

Previous to the motivo returning in the second part, he has indicated it

through the horn whilst the two violins hold on the chord of the second.

Those who are not initiated into this secret of the score, must ever

think the horn-player had miscounted, and made a wrong entry. At the

first rehearsal of this Symphony, which was a stormy one, and where the

horn-player came in correctly, I stood next to Beethoven, and, taking it

for granted that the horn-player was wrong, I said "Listen to that

stupid fellow--can he not count--it sounds wretchedly!" I think my ears

narrowly escaped being boxed, and Beethoven did not for some time

forgive me.[198] He played the same evening his piano-forte Quintett

with wind instruments. Ram, the celebrated oboe-player of Munich, played

also, and accompanied the Quintett. At one of the pauses in the last

Allegro, previously to the subject coming on again, Beethoven of a

sudden began to extemporize, taking the Rondo for his subject, thus

amusing himself and his audience for some time. Not so his wind

instruments; these lost their temper, particularly Mr. Ram, who was much

incensed. It was indeed ludicrous to see these gentlemen, who were

constantly expecting to recommence, putting up their instruments, and as

quickly taking them down again. At length Beethoven was satisfied, and

returned to the Rondo, the whole company being in raptures.

* * * * *

The Funeral March of the grand Sonata, Op. 26, in a flat minor,

dedicated to Prince Lichnowsky, owes its existence to the high encomiums

which were bestowed by Beethoven's friends on Paer's Funeral March in

his Opera of "Achilles."[199]

* * * * *

On Steibelt coming from Paris to Vienna, several of Beethoven's friends

were afraid lest the great reputation of the former should be injurious

to Beethoven. Steibelt did not call upon him, and they first met at

Count Fries's where Beethoven performed his new Trio in B major for

piano, clarionet, and violin (Op. 11) for the first time; the player not

having here an opportunity for display. Steibelt listened with a kind of

condescension, and paid Beethoven some every-day compliment, thinking

himself secure in his triumph. He played a Quintett of his own, and an

extempore Fantasia, and produced much effect by the novelty of his

tremulandos. Beethoven was not to be persuaded into a second

performance. At a concert, which took place a week later at Count

Fries's, Steibelt again played a Quintett with much success, and had,

moreover, got up for the occasion (as was palpably felt) a brilliant

Fantasia, upon the very subject of the variations in Beethoven's Trio:

this so incensed his admirers and himself that he was made to

extemporize; he went up to the instrument in his usual, I may say

uncouth manner, being half pushed towards it, took _en passant_ the

violoncello part of Steibelt's Quintett, laid it (intentionally?) upside

down on the desk, and drummed a subject, beginning at the first bars

with one finger; but having been excited and offended at the same time,

he gave us such a performance as to make Steibelt quit the room ere he

had done, declaring he would never meet Beethoven again, and indeed

making Beethoven's non-appearance a condition to those who desired to

have him.

* * * * *

Beethoven usually put off to the very last moment such compositions as

were to be ready at a stated period; thus he had promised the celebrated

horn-player, Ponto, to write a Sonata for piano-forte and French horn

(Op. 17), and play it with him at Ponto's concert; this had been

publicly announced, never having been commenced till the day before the

concert, and was terminated for the performance.

* * * * *

The celebrated Sonata in A minor, Op. 47, with violin-concertante,

dedicated to Kreuzer, had originally been written for Bridgetower, an

English performer, and much in the same manner, although the first

Allegro was finished in good time. Bridgetower urged him on to set about

it, his concert being announced, and he anxious to study his part. I was

suddenly called to Beethoven one morning at half-past four, and he

said--"Write out this violin part of the first Allegro with all haste"

(his usual copyist was already employed): he had but slightly sketched

the piano-forte part, and Bridgetower played that lovely subject with

variations in F major, from Beethoven's own manuscript, at eight in the

morning at his concert in the 'Augarten'--there being no time to copy

it. The last Allegro 6/8 A major, had, on the contrary, been beautifully

copied both in the violin and piano-forte part, having originally

belonged to the first Sonata, Op. 30, in A major, dedicated to the

Emperor Alexander; he deemed it too brilliant for this work, and

substituted those variations which we still find in it.

* * * * *

Beethoven esteemed Mozart and Handel most of all composers, and next to

them S. Bach. If ever I found him with music in his hand, or on his

desk, it was sure to be that of one of these mighty men. Haydn rarely

escaped without a side cut, partly perhaps from a former grudge he bore

him, and of which the following may be a cause:--Beethoven's three

Trios, Op. 1, were to be first ushered into the world of cognoscenti at

one of Prince Lichnowsky's soirées. All those distinguished in the art

had been invited, and Haydn amongst the number; _his_ judgment being

anxiously looked up to. The Trios were played and at once created a

great sensation. Haydn, too, expressed himself with much satisfaction to

Beethoven, advising him, however, _not_ to publish the third in C

minor, whilst he, considering this the best,[200] was much struck by

Haydn's advice, leaving him under the impression of being envied and

looked upon rather in jealousy than as a friend.

* * * * *

If, in playing to him, I made a mistake in passages, or if I happened to

strike a _wrong_ note where he required a particularly accentuated one,

he seldom said anything; but if I showed any want of expression, if I

omitted a _crescendo_, &c., or if I did not succeed in rendering the

character of the piece, he became incensed: the former, he said, was

chance; but the latter, want of knowledge, of feeling, or of attention.

Indeed, he himself might often be reproached with the former defect,

even when playing in public.

* * * * *

In the second Symphony in D major, the manuscript score of which

Beethoven gave me, something very striking occurs, in the Larghetto

quasi Andante. This Larghetto is so beautiful, so clear and bright, and

the harmony so pure, that the hearer could not imagine it had ever been

altered. The plan had indeed been the same from the beginning, but, in

the second violin, as well as in many parts of the tenor, there are

considerable alterations in the accompaniments, the original thoughts

having been so carefully effaced as to render it impossible for me to

trace them in spite of all the pains I took to that effect. On

questioning Beethoven about it, he drily retorted, "_It is better

thus._"

* * * * *

During a walk which I took with Beethoven, I was talking to him of two

consecutive fifths which occur in one of his earliest violin-Quartetts

in C _minor_, and which, to my surprise, sound most harmoniously.

Beethoven did not know what I meant, and would not believe they _could_

be fifths. He soon produced the piece of music-paper which he was in the

habit of carrying about with him, and I wrote down the passage with its

four parts. When I had thus proved myself to be right, he said, "Well,

and who forbids them?" Not knowing what to make of this question, I was

silent, and he repeated it several times, until I at length replied, in

great amazement, "Why, it is one of the very first rules." He, however,

still repeated his question, and I answered, "Marpurg, Kirnberger,

Fuchs, &c. &c.--in fact, all theorists." "Well, then, _I_ permit them,"

was his final answer.

* * * * *

While Beethoven was playing with me at Count Brown's his three Marches

for two performers, Op. 45, P---- was carrying on a loud and merry

conversation with a beautiful young lady seated in the doorway near the

ante-room. Beethoven made several attempts to silence them, and when

these proved fruitless, suddenly and in the midst of playing lifted my

hands off the keys, jumped up and said, loud enough to be heard by

everybody, "I do not play for such swine." All attempts to make him

return to the piano proved fruitless, nor did he permit me to play any

more. The music ceased accordingly, to the vexation of every person

present.

* * * * *

The following was the cause of his breaking with Himmel. They had met

one day, and Beethoven sat down to extemporise at Himmel's request,

afterwards desiring him to do the same; Himmel was weak enough to

consent, and, after having played for a considerable time, Beethoven

exclaimed, "Well, when are you going to begin in good earnest?" Himmel,

who had thought wonders of his own performance, started up at these

words, and both became rude to each other. Beethoven said to me, "I

thought Himmel had just been preluding." They made it up afterwards, and

Himmel could forgive but not forget; they even carried on a

correspondence for some little time, but at last Himmel played Beethoven

a sad trick. The latter always wanted to have the last news from

Berlin, which somewhat annoyed Himmel, who at length wrote to him--"The

latest piece of news is the invention of a lantern for the blind."

Beethoven carried this piece of intelligence abroad, and all the world

wished to know how this might possibly be. He immediately wrote to

_Himmel_, and reproached him with not having sent a full explanation.

The answer received, but which I cannot here impart, was such as finally

closed their correspondence; all that was ludicrous in the letter fell

to Beethoven's share, and yet he was so imprudent as to show it to

several persons.

One of our country excursions led us on so far that we did not return to

Döbling (Beethoven's residence) till eight o'clock. He had been humming

to himself the whole way, and keeping up a kind of howling, up and down,

without articulating any distinct sounds. Upon asking him what he meant,

by this, he said "I have just thought of a subject for the last movement

of the Sonata (in F minor, Op. 57). On entering the room, he ran up to

the piano without taking off his hat. I sat down in a corner, where he

soon forgot me, and for the next hour he went on storming over the keys

until the Finale, such as we now admire it, was struck out. At length he

got up, and, surprised at still finding me there, said, "I cannot give

you a lesson to-day, I must work."

Beethoven once laid down a serious plan for a joint and very extensive

tour, where I was to have arranged the concerts and played all his

Concertos and other works. He himself would have conducted and

extemporised only. The latter was in fact the most extraordinary

performance that could be witnessed, especially when he was in good

spirits, or otherwise excited. I never heard any one come near the

height which Beethoven had attained in this branch of execution. The

stores of thought which crowded upon him, the caprice by which he was

led on, the variety of treatment, and the difficulties, whether

accidental or called forth by himself, were inexhaustible.

* * * * *

As we were one day talking of subjects for Fugues at the conclusion of a

lesson, I sitting at the piano and he next to me, I began to play the

subject of the first Fugue of Graun's "Death of Jesus." Beethoven soon

played it after me, first with the left hand, and then bringing in the

right, he worked it up for more than half an hour without the slightest

interruption. I am still at a loss to think how he could bear his

uncomfortable position; but his inspiration made _him_ insensible to

external impressions.

On Clementi's coming to Vienna, Beethoven was going to call upon him;

but his brother persuaded him that Clementi ought to pay him the first

visit; this he would probably have done, although much the older of the

two, had there been no gossip about it. As it was, Clementi had been at

Vienna for some time, before he knew Beethoven even by sight. At one

time we used often to dine at the "Swan," at one and the same

table--Clementi with his pupil Klengel, Beethoven with me: we knew each

other, but did not speak or even bow, as by so doing we might either of

us have forfeited our lessons; for my own part, I know this must have

been the case, as Beethoven never held a middle course.

The Sonata in C major (Op. 53), dedicated to his first patron, Count

Waldstein, had originally a long Andante. A friend of Beethoven's

pronounced this Sonata to be too long, which brought him a volley of

abuse in return; upon quietly weighing the matter, however, my master

convinced himself of the truth of his assertion. He then published the

grand Andante in F major, 3/8 time, separately, and afterwards composed

the highly interesting introduction to the Rondo, such as it now stands.

This Andante will ever bring a sad recollection to my mind. When

Beethoven played it for the first time to his friend Krumpholz and me,

we were so delighted with it, that, by dint of begging, we got him to

play it over again. On my return home, as I passed Prince Lichnowsky's

door, I went in, to tell him of Beethoven's beautiful new composition,

and was now compelled to play the piece as far as I could remember it.

As I went on, I remembered more and more of it, so that the Prince made

me try the whole over again: by this means he too learnt part of it,

and, thinking to afford Beethoven a surprise, he walked into his room

the next day, saying, "I too have composed something which is not bad."

Beethoven firmly declared he would not hear it; but in spite of this the

Prince sat down and played the greater part of the Andante, to the

amazement of the composer. He was so incensed at this that he vowed he

never would play to me again; no, nor even in my presence, and often

required of me to leave the room on that account. One day, as a small

party were breakfasting with the Prince after the concert at the

"Augarten" (at eight in the morning), Beethoven and I being present, it

was proposed that we should drive to Beethoven's house to hear his new

opera "Leonora," which had never been performed. Upon our arrival,

Beethoven desired me to leave, and as the earnest solicitations of all

present were of no avail, I did go, but with tears in my eyes. The whole

party noticed it, and, Prince Lichnowsky following my steps, desired I

would remain in the ante-room, and he would make up the matter, of which

he considered himself to have been the cause. Of this, however, my

wounded pride would not hear. I learnt afterwards that Lichnowsky had

reproached Beethoven with great violence, as after all it was only the

Prince's love for the great composer's works which brought about the

whole occurrence, and consequently Beethoven's wrath too; but all this

tended only to make matters worse, as he now declined playing to the

company assembled.

* * * * *

The third of his Violin-Quartetts in _D major_ (Op. 18) was first

composed, and the one in F, now the first, had originally been the

third.

* * * * *

Beethoven had scarcely travelled at all; he had in his younger years,

towards the close of the century, been to Presburgh, Pesth, and once to

Berlin. Although his manner was alike to men, whether of the highest or

the lowest conditions, yet he was by no means insensible to the

civilities of the former. Whilst at Berlin he played several times at

court (in the reign of King Frederick William II.), and there composed

the two Sonatas with violoncello _obligato_ (Op. 5) for himself and

Duport, first violoncello to the king. Beethoven was presented, on his

departure, with a gold snuff-box filled with louis-d'ors, and he used to

relate with much complacency, that it was no common box, but such as is

usually given to ambassadors.

* * * * *

He used to see a good deal of Himmel, whom he set down as having a

pleasing talent, but nothing more; his piano-forte playing he called

elegant and agreeable, but said he must not be compared to Prince Louis

Ferdinand. He paid the latter, as he thought, a great compliment, by

telling him he did not consider him anything like a royal or princely

performer, but a famous piano-forte player.

* * * * *

During Prince Ferdinand's stay at Vienna, the old Countess ---- gave a

musical _soirée_ to a few friends,--Beethoven amongst the number; but at

supper there was a table laid for the Prince and the highest nobility

alone, and no cover for Beethoven. He took fire, uttered some coarse

expressions, and took his hat and left the house. A few days later

Prince Louis gave a dinner-party, to which the old Countess had been

invited. On sitting down, places were assigned to the Countess on one,

to Beethoven on the other side of the Prince, a distinction which he

always talked of with great pleasure.

* * * * *

My father's letter of introduction to Beethoven contained at the same

time a credit to a small amount, should I stand in need of it. I never

made use of it, but whenever he found my cash running low he sent me

money unsolicited, and never would allow me to refund it to him; he

really loved me, and in one of his absent fits gave me a singular proof

of it. On my return to Silesia, where I had been as pianist to Prince

Lichnowsky, upon Beethoven's recommendation, he was in the act of

shaving just as I entered his room, soaped up to his very eyes, to which

his excessively strong beard extended. On perceiving me, he started up

and embraced me with so much cordiality, that he effectually transferred

every particle of the soapy substance from his left cheek to my right.

How we did laugh at this!

* * * * *

One evening, on coming to Baden to continue my lessons, I found

Beethoven sitting on the sofa, a young and handsome lady beside him.

Afraid of intruding my presence, which I judged might be unwelcome, I

was going to withdraw, but Beethoven prevented me, saying, "You can play

in the mean time." He and the lady remained seated behind me. I had been

playing for some time, when Beethoven suddenly exclaimed, "Ries, play us

an _Amoroso_;" shortly after "a _Malinconico_;" then an

"_Appassionato_," &c. From what I heard I could guess that he had in

some way given offence to the lady, and was now trying to make up for it

by such whimsical conduct. At last he started up, crying, "Why that is

my own, every bit!" I had all along been playing extracts from his own

works, linked together by short transitions, and thus seemed to have

pleased him. The lady soon left, and I found to my utter astonishment

that Beethoven did not know who she was. I learnt that she had come in

shortly before me to make his acquaintance. We followed her steps to

discover her residence, and thence her rank; we saw her at a distance,

the moon shining brightly, but found that she suddenly disappeared. We

extended our walk through the lovely valley for the next hour and a

half; on leaving him that night, he said, "I _must_ find out who she is,

and you must help." I met her a long time afterwards at Vienna, when I

discovered her to be the mistress of some foreign prince. I communicated

the news to Beethoven, but never heard anything more concerning her,

either from him or any one else.

* * * * *

I never saw more of Beethoven than whilst I lodged at a tailor's, who

had three most beautiful daughters, of irreproachable conduct. It is to

this he alludes when he thus concludes his letter of July 24, 1804: "Do

not tailor too much, make my respects to the fairest of the fair, and

send me half-a-dozen needles."

Beethoven took lessons of Krumpholz, on the violin, at Vienna; and when

first I knew him,[201] we used to play his Sonatas with violin together.

This was, however, wretched music, for in his zealous ecstasy he did not

perceive that he had missed the right fingering of the passages.

* * * * *

Beethoven was most awkward and helpless, and his every movement

completely void of grace. He seldom laid his hand upon anything without

breaking it: thus he several times emptied the contents of the inkstand

into the neighbouring piano. No one piece of furniture was safe with

him, and least of all a costly one: he used either to upset, stain, or

destroy it. How he ever managed to learn the art of shaving himself

still remains a riddle, leaving the frequent cuts visible in his face

quite out of the question. He never _could_ learn to _dance_ in time.

* * * * *

Beethoven's Violin Quintett (Op. 29), in C _major_, had been sold to a

publisher at Leipzig, but was stolen at Vienna, and suddenly appeared at

Artaria & Co.'s. Having been copied in one night, it had innumerable

mistakes, and whole bars had been left out. Beethoven behaved on this

occasion with a degree of policy of which we in vain look for a second

example in his life. He required Artaria to send me fifty printed copies

for correction, but desired me at the same time to be so lavish of the

ink upon the coarse paper, and to draw my pen so thickly through some of

the lines, as to render it impossible for Artaria to sell or use any one

of these copies. The corrections applied chiefly to the _Scherzo_. I

kept strictly to Beethoven's request; and Artaria, to avoid a law-suit,

was compelled to melt down the plates.

* * * * *

Beethoven was very forgetful in most things. Count Browne having

presented him with a beautiful horse, in return for the dedication of

the Variations in A _major_ (No. 5, on a Russian air), he rode it a few

times, but soon forgot it, and, what is worse, its food also. His

servant, who became aware of this, began to hire out the horse for his

own profit; and, to avoid Beethoven's noticing this, he purposely kept

back the bills for provender until at last a tremendously long one

reached him. This at once recalled to his memory both his horse and his

forgetfulness.

* * * * *

Beethoven was at times exceedingly passionate. One day when I dined with

him at the "Swan," the waiter brought him a wrong dish. Beethoven had no

sooner uttered a few words of reproof (to which the other retorted in no

very polite manner), than he took the dish, amply filled with the gravy

of the stewed beef it contained, and threw it at the waiter's head.

Those who know the dexterity of Viennese waiters in carrying at one and

the same time numberless plates full of different viands, will conceive

the distress of the poor man, who could not move his arms, while the

gravy trickled down his face. Both he and Beethoven swore and shouted,

whilst all the parties assembled roared with laughter. At last Beethoven

himself joined the chorus, on looking at the waiter, who was licking in

with his tongue the stream of gravy which, much as he fought against it,

hindered him from uttering any more invectives; the evolutions of his

tongue causing the most absurd grimaces. The picture was worthy a

Hogarth.

* * * * *

Beethoven scarcely knew what money was, which frequently caused

unpleasant scenes; for, being suspicious by nature, he would fancy

himself deceived without a cause. Irritable as he was, he used to call

the people cheats, an appellation which had often to be atoned for by a

_douceur_ to the waiters. At those hotels which he mostly frequented

they became at last so well acquainted with his fits of absence or

eccentricity, that they would let him do anything, and even allow him to

leave without having paid his reckoning.

* * * * *

As to Beethoven's posthumous manuscripts, I have my doubts about, them.

The "OEuvres Posthumes" will not be acknowledged as such by me, unless

I see them attested in his own hand-writing. My reasons are the

following:--

Firstly. Because, during the time of my stay with him, from the year

1800 until November, 1805, and on my return to Vienna in 1809, there was

no one manuscript in his possession. Beethoven was in arrears with works

up to his death.

Secondly. All such trifles and things which he never meant to publish,

as not considering them worthy of his name, were secretly brought into

the world by his brothers. Such were the Songs, published when he had

attained the highest degree of fame, composed years before at Bonn,

previous to his departure for Vienna; and in like manner other trifles,

written for albums, &c., were secretly taken from him and brought out.

Thirdly. As most of his letters addressed to me whilst in England speak

of pecuniary distress, why should he not have sent me manuscripts, if

possessed of any?

Again. After having succeeded--and that not without trouble--to get the

Philharmonic Society of London to order three Overtures of him, as their

exclusive property, he sent me three, not one of which we could use. The

public was naturally led to anticipate great things from such a name as

Beethoven's: he was expected to produce works of no common order for

these concerts, and such alone could the Society bring forward. He

published the three Overtures three years later, and the Society did not

think this worth a prosecution. The Overture to the "Ruins of Athens"

was one of the three. I think it unworthy of him.

Had Beethoven possessed better productions amongst his manuscripts, he

would doubtless have sent them to this Society: this his letters clearly

prove. His frequent assertion too, that he could live by his pen, makes

me doubt the genuineness of the three posthumous piano-forte Quartetts

published by Artaria. I never could convince myself that they were his.

Beethoven could not possibly have cobbled together from old themes his

gigantic work, the Three Sonatas, Op. 2, which he dedicated to Haydn,

and which at once excited so great a sensation in the musical world, any

more than he could in later years have misapplied those themes for

flimsy, ill-written Quartetts; for, till his death, his genius was

incessantly productive of originality.

No. V.

ADDITIONAL CHARACTERISTICS, TRAITS AND ANECDOTES OF BEETHOVEN.

(Extracted from Seyfried's Work, "Beethoven Studien," &c.)

Beethoven should by no means be offered as a model for directors of

orchestras. The performers under him were obliged cautiously to avoid

being led astray by their conductor, who thought only of his

composition, and constantly laboured to depict the exact expression

required by the most varied gesticulations. Thus, when the passage was

loud, he often beat time downwards, when his hand should have been up. A

diminuendo he was in the habit of making by contracting his person,

making himself smaller and smaller; and when a pianissimo occurred, he

seemed to slink, if the word is allowable, beneath the conductor's desk.

As the sounds increased in loudness, so did he gradually rise up, as if

out of an abyss; and when the full force of the united instruments broke

upon the ear, raising himself on tiptoe, he looked of gigantic stature,

and, with both his arms floating about in undulating motion, seemed as

if he would soar to the clouds. He was all motion, no part of him

remained inactive, and the entire man could only be compared to a

_perpetuum mobile_. When his deafness increased, it was productive of

frequent mischief, for the maestro's hand went up when it ought to have

descended. He contrived to set himself right again most easily in the

piano passages, but of the most powerful fortes he could make nothing.

In many cases, however, his eye afforded him assistance, for he watched

the movements of the bows, and, thus discovering what was going on, soon

corrected himself.

* * * * *

Among his favourite dishes was bread soup, made in the manner of pap, in

which he indulged every Thursday. To compose this, ten eggs were set

before him, which he tried before mixing them with the other

ingredients; and if it unfortunately happened that any of them were

musty, a grand scene ensued; the offending cook was summoned to the

presence by a tremendous ejaculation. She, however, well knowing what

might occur, took care cautiously to stand on the threshold of the door,

prepared to make a precipitate retreat; but the moment she made her

appearance the attack commenced, and the broken eggs, like bombs from

well directed batteries, flew about her ears, their yellow and white

contents covering her with viscous streams.

He never walked in the streets without a notebook, in which he entered

whatever occurred to him at the moment. If the conversation accidentally

turned upon this habit, he parodied the words of Joan of Arc,--"Without

my colours I must not come," and with undeviating firmness observed the

self-imposed law. But his regularity was confined to this: the most

exquisite confusion reigned in his house; books and music were scattered

in all directions; here the residue of a cold luncheon--there some full,

some half-emptied bottles; on the desk the hasty sketch of a new

quartett; in another corner the remains of breakfast; on the piano-forte

the scribbled hints for a noble Symphony, yet little more than in

embryo; hard by, a proof-sheet, waiting to be returned; letters from

friends, and on business, spread all over the floor; between the windows

a goodly Stracchino cheese, and on one side of it ample vestiges of a

genuine Verona salami; and, notwithstanding all this confusion, he

constantly eulogised, with Ciceronian eloquence, his own neatness and

love of order! When, however, for whole hours, days, and often weeks,

something mislaid was looked for, and all search had proved fruitless,

then he changed his tone, and bitterly complained that everything was

done to annoy him. But the servants knew the natural goodness of their

master; they suffered him to rave, and in a few moments it was all

forgotten, till a similar occasion renewed the scene.

* * * * *

He himself often joked about his almost illegible characters, and used

to add, by way of excuse, "Life is too short to paint letters or notes,

and fairer notes would hardly rescue me from poverty" (punning upon the

words _Noten_ and _Nöthen_). The whole of the morning, from the earliest

dawn till dinner-time, was employed in the mechanical work of writing;

the rest of the day was devoted to thought, and the arrangement of his

ideas. Scarcely had the last morsel been swallowed, when, if he had no

more distant excursion in view, he took his usual walk; that is to say,

he ran in double-quick time, as if hunted by bailiffs, twice round the

town. Whether it rained, or snowed, or hailed, or the thermometer stood

an inch or two below the freezing point--whether Boreas blew a chilling

blast from the Bohemian mountains, or whether the thunder roared and

forked lightnings played,--what signified it to the enthusiastic lover

of his art, in whose genial mind, perhaps, were budding, at the very

moment when the elements were in fiercest conflict, the harmonious

feelings of a balmy spring!

* * * * *

Beethoven permitted himself but rarely, even among his intimate

friends, to express his opinions of contemporary artists. His own words,

however will attest what he thought of the four following masters:--

"Cherubini is, in my opinion, of all the living composers, the most

admirable. Moreover, as regards his conception of the Requiem, my ideas

are in perfect accordance with his, and some time or other, if I can but

once set about it, I mean to profit by the hints to be found in that

work.

"C. M. Weber began to learn too late; the art had not time to develop

itself, and his only and very perceptible effort was, to attain the

reputation of geniality.

"Mozart's Zauberflöte will ever remain his greatest work, for in this he

showed himself the true German composer. In Don Giovanni he still

retained the complete Italian cut and style, and moreover the sacred art

should never suffer itself to be degraded to the foolery of so

scandalous a subject.

"Handel is the unequalled master of all masters! Go, turn to him, and

learn, with few means, how to produce such effects."

"What is Rossini?" he was once asked. He immediately wrote in answer, as

after he became deaf, he spoke but little,--"A good scene-painter."

During his last illness it was found necessary to draw off the water,

and during the operation he observed, "Rather water from my body than

from my pen."

* * * * *

He received a flattering invitation from a musical society to compose a

Cantata, the request being accompanied by a portion of the sum to be

paid for the work. Beethoven accepted it. For a very long time, however,

nothing more was heard of him. Then came, couched in the most delicate

terms, a letter to remind him of his engagement, signed, in consequence

of the absence of the president of the society, by his locum tenens

(_Stellvertreter_). The reply was--"I have not forgotten; such things

must not be hurried; I shall keep my word.--Beethoven, MP.[202]

(Selbstvertreter) se ipsum tenens!"

Alas! he _could not_ keep his word.

* * * * *

If he happened not to be in the humour, it required pressing and

reiterated entreaties to get him to the piano-forte. Before he began in

earnest, he used sportively to strike the keys with the palm of his

hand, draw his finger along the key-board from one end to the other, and

play all manner of gambols, at which he laughed heartily.

During his summer residence at the seat of a Mecænas, he was on one

occasion so rudely pressed to exhibit before the stranger guests, that

he became quite enraged, and obstinately refused a compliance which he

considered would be an act of servility. A threat that he should be

confined a prisoner to the house--uttered, no doubt, without the

slightest idea of its being carried into execution--so provoked

Beethoven, that, night-time as it was, he ran off, upwards of three

miles, to the next town, and thence travelling post, hurried to Vienna.

As some satisfaction for the indignity offered him, the bust of his

patron became an expiatory sacrifice. It fell, shattered into fragments,

from the book-case to the floor.

* * * * *

During one of my visits to Vienna, my brother, who is a resident of

Prague, made a journey expressly to see me; and one morning, finding I

had an appointment with Beethoven, was exceedingly anxious to get a

sight of a man of such celebrity, whom he had never yet had an

opportunity of seeing. It was very natural that I should wish to gratify

his curiosity, but I told him, that although he was my own brother, yet

I knew the peculiarities of the man so well, that nothing could induce

me to commit the indiscretion of an introduction. He was, however, too

intent upon his wish to let the opportunity escape without a further

endeavour, and said that, surely, I might allow him to call, as if in

furtherance of another appointment which we had mutually made. To this I

consented, and off we went to Beethoven's, where I left my brother in

the passage below to wait the issue of our arrangement. I remained with

Beethoven about half an hour, when taking out my watch and looking at

it, I hastily wrote in his conversation-book that I had a particular

appointment at that hour, and that I apprehended my brother was still

waiting below to accompany me. Beethoven, who was sitting at the table

in his shirt-sleeves, instantly started from his seat, and quitting the

room with precipitation, left me in no little embarrassment, wondering

what was to follow. In a minute afterwards back he came, dragging in my

brother by the arm, and in a hurried manner forced him into a seat. "And

is it possible," said he, "that you, too, could think me such a bear as

not to receive your brother with kindness?" My brother, who had before

received some vague insinuations that the renowned composer was not at

all times in his sober senses, looked as pale as ashes, and only began

to regain his self-possession on hearing the question which Beethoven so

kindly, yet so reproachfully, asked me; for it appeared that the latter

had rushed precipitately down the stairs, and, without saying a word,

seized my brother by the arm and dragged him up stairs as if he had

caught hold of a criminal. No sooner was my brother fairly seated than

he behaved in the most kind and obliging manner towards him, pressing

him to take wine and other refreshments. This simple but abrupt act

clearly shows, that however strange his manners were, he had at heart

that kindly and good feeling which ever accompanies genius. If we were

to take the external manner for the internal man, what egregious

mistakes should we often make!--ED.

No. VI.

BEETHOVEN'S LAST MOMENTS.

THE PROPERTY FOUND AFTER HIS DEATH. CORRESPONDENCE relative to the

gift made to Beethoven by the Philharmonic Society of London.

1.

MR. SCHINDLER TO MR. MOSCHELES.

Vienna, March 24, 1827.

My dear good Moscheles,

You must not be surprised at the difference of date between these two

letters. I wished to retain Beethoven's for a few days, because, on the

day after that letter was written, _i. e._ the 19th of March, we had

every reason to fear that our great master was about to breathe his

last. This event, however, has not yet happened, but by the time you

read these lines, my good Moscheles, our friend will be no longer among

the living. His dissolution approaches with rapid steps, and indeed it

is the unanimous wish of us all to see him released from his dreadful

sufferings. Nothing else remains to be hoped for. One may indeed say

that, for the last eight days, he has been more like a dead than living

man, being able only now and then to muster sufficient strength to ask a

question, or to inquire for what he wanted. His condition appears, to

all accounts, to be very similar to that which was lately endured by the

Duke of York. He is in an almost constant state of insensibility, or

rather of stupor; his head hanging down on his chest, and his eyes

staringly fixed for hours upon the same spot. He seldom recognises his

most intimate acquaintances, and requires to be told who stands before

him. This is dreadful to behold, but only for a few days longer can such

a state of things last: since yesterday all the natural functions of the

body have ceased; he will, therefore, please God, soon be released, and

we shall no longer have to behold his sufferings.

Crowds of people flock to his abode, to see him for the last time,

though none are admitted, except those who are bold and audacious enough

to molest the dying man in his last hours.

We have been so fortunate as to arrange everything respecting his last

will, though there is hardly anything left but a few pieces of old

furniture and some manuscripts. He had in hand a Quintett for stringed

instruments, and the tenth Symphony, of which he makes mention in his

letter to you. Of the Quintett there are two movements entirely

finished, and it was intended for Diabelli.[203]

The day immediately succeeding the receipt of your letter he was in

extremely good spirits, and talked much of the plan of the Symphony,

which was to have proved so much the more grand, as it was intended for

the Philharmonic Society. He has frequently spoken of a journey to

England as soon as he should recover, and had calculated how he and

myself could live most economically on the tour. But, good God! his

journey will probably lead him much further than to England. When he

found himself a little relieved, he amused himself with reading the

ancient Greek authors; also several of Walter Scott's novels. As soon as

your consolatory letter had reached him, all his melancholy thoughts,

and all his dread of future misery at once vanished. He cheerfully said,

"Now we may again occasionally treat ourselves with a merry day." His

funds had been already nearly exhausted, and he had consequently been

obliged for some time past to retrench his table, which grieved him more

than anything else. He immediately desired to have his favourite dish of

fish, even if it were only that he might taste of it. The exaltation of

his mind is indeed so great, that he at times borders upon the childish.

We were also obliged to procure for him a great arm-chair, which cost

fifty florins, on which he rests daily at least for half an hour, whilst

his room and bed are arranging. His caprice, or rather obstinacy, are,

however, excessive; just as ever: and this falls particularly hard upon

me, since he wishes to have absolutely nobody about him but myself. And

what remained for me to do in this, but to give up my teaching and my

whole business, in order to devote all my time to him? Everything he

eats or drinks I must taste first, to ascertain whether it might not be

injurious for him. However willingly I do all this, yet this state of

things lasts too long for a poor devil like myself. Whatever there

remains of the thousand florins, we intend to apply in defraying the

expenses of a respectable interment, which shall be performed without

parade in the churchyard near Döbling,[204] where he ever delighted to

roam.

As early as during your last visit to this city,[205] I stated to you

the condition of Beethoven's finances, but did not at that time

apprehend that we were to see this excellent man so soon arrive, and

thus miserably too, at his last moment.

[Interval of some hours.]

I have just left Beethoven. He is certainly dying; before this letter is

beyond the walls of the city, the great light will have become extinct

for ever. He is still in full possession of his senses. The enclosed

lock I have just cut from his head. I hasten to despatch the letter, in

order to run to him. God bless you!

Your most sincere friend,

A. SCHINDLER.

2.

MR. RAU TO MR. MOSCHELES.

Vienna, March 28th, 1827.

Dear Friend,

Beethoven is no more; he departed this life, in a most painful struggle

and with dreadful sufferings, on the 26th instant, between five and six

o'clock P.M., after having been insensible for the last twenty-four

hours.

And now as to the state of his affairs. My last letter to you spoke of

nothing but the extreme want and poverty in which he was, according to

his own statements, and yet, when an inventory of his effects was taken,

in my presence, we found, in an old, half-mouldy box, no less than

seven bank-shares. Whether Beethoven had hidden these intentionally (for

he was naturally mistrustful, and hoped for a speedy recovery), or

whether their possession had escaped his own memory, is a problem which

I do not venture to solve.

The sum of one thousand florins, as sent by the Philharmonic Society,

was found untouched. I laid claim to it in conformity with your

instructions, but was obliged to deposit it with the magistrates until

further notice from the Society as to its final disposal. I would not

consent to their defraying the burial expenses out of this money without

the Society's authorization to that effect. Should you have it in your

power to dispose of any part of the money, pray let it be done in favour

of the two old servants who have attended the patient with the utmost

care and devotedness, and who--poor faithful creatures!--have been

entirely forgotten in the will, Beethoven's nephew being named his sole

heir.[206] As to the present which Beethoven intended sending to the

Philharmonic Society, you will hear of it in due time from Mr.

Schindler. Let me know soon and circumstantially what steps I am to

take, and you may rely upon my conscientiousness in fulfilling your

wishes. Beethoven will be buried on the 29th, and an invitation to

attend the funeral has been sent to all professors of the different

chapels and theatres. The body will be borne by twenty composers, and as

many more will be torch-bearers; Grillparzer has written a most

affecting address to be spoken by Anschütz at the grave; indeed,

everything which could be done to render the solemnity worthy of the

deceased seems to be in preparation. * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Your friend,

RAU.

3.

Extract of a Letter from

MR. SCHINDLER TO MR. MOSCHELES.

Vienna, September 14th, 1827.

My dear Friend,

I avail myself of the departure for London of Mr. Levisey, the English

courier, to write, and also intrust to his care a memorial of our friend

Beethoven, since in your last you wished for a manuscript of some

well-known composition of the great master: well, here is the end of the

Scherzo of the last Symphony, and along with it one of those memorable

sketch-books which Beethoven used mostly to fill in the open air, and

afterwards to write his scores from them at home; I was so fortunate as

to rescue several of them, and to me they are of the deepest interest,

since they are scarcely intelligible to the uninitiated. I must tell you

that the one I send contains sketches of one of his last Quartetts; and

should you ever hear that work, you will no doubt recognise some of the

passages, written down at full length. I believe I cannot better prove

you my friendship than by sending you this relic, the first and only one

I shall ever part with. Mr. L----r informs me he has already sent you

Beethoven's portrait; I trust it is _that_ lithograph in which he is

represented sitting and writing, as all others are bad; on the sheet of

paper before him stands _Missa solemnis_. I meant to send you all this

together through Mr. Clementi, whose acquaintance I made at Baden, but

he left before I was aware of it. * * * * * * *

Most sincerely, your friend,

A. SCHINDLER.

4.

MR. RAU TO MR. MOSCHELES.

Vienna, February 15, 1828.

Dear Friend,

I send you enclosed a letter from the guardian of Beethoven's nephew,

who is named his sole heir, by which you will see that matters are

drawing to a close. I was requested, officially, to make a deposition

respecting the thousand florins which the Philharmonic Society of London

had given to Beethoven, but not having heard from you to that effect,

and not wishing to take any responsibility upon myself, I requested a

delay sufficient to allow of my writing and receiving your answer. The

guardian's letter will at once show you how matters stand.[207] And now

between ourselves. If you _could_ induce the directors to give up the

thousand florins it would save much trouble, and perhaps a lawsuit.

Even Dr. Eltz and Baron Eskeles think it would be most difficult to

identify the thousand florins found in Beethoven's possession at his

death with those sent by the Society, the more so as Hofrath Breuning,

who had been appointed to take the inventory, has died since. Should the

money, however, contrary to all expectations, be required back again, it

will be necessary for the Philharmonic Society to send Dr. Eltz a legal

writ, empowering him to proceed for them, and at their expense: this

might indeed eat up the whole sum. Pray write _soon_ and _most

explicitly_. * * * * * *

Your friend,

RAU.

No. VII.

FUNERAL HONOURS TO BEETHOVEN.

The 29th of March, 1827, was fixed upon for the funeral of the lamented

Beethoven. The following fac-simile of the card (on the opposite page)

relative to the funeral may not be uninteresting to the reader.

Translation of the Card.

"INVITATION

TO

LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN'S

FUNERAL,

Which will take place on the 29th of March, at three o'clock in

the afternoon.

* * * * *

The company will assemble at the lodgings of the deceased, in the

Schwarz-spanier House, No. 200, on the Glacis, before the

Scotch Gate.

The procession will thence go to Trinity Church, at the

Fathers' Minorites in Alser Street.

* * * * *

The musical world sustained the irreparable loss of this celebrated

composer about six o'clock in the evening of the

26th of March, 1827.

BEETHOVEN died of dropsy, in the 56th year of his age, after

receiving the Holy Sacraments.

The day of the exequies will be made known hereafter by

L. VAN BEETHOVEN'S

Admirers and Friends."

Einladung

zu

_Ludwig van Beethoven's_

Leichenbegängnisse,

_welches am 29. März um 3 Uhr Nachmittags Statt finden wird_.

* * * * *

Man versammelt sich in der Wohnung des Verstorbenen im

Schwarzspanier-hause, Nr. 200, am Glacis vor dem Schottenthore.

Der Zug begibt sich von da nach der Dreifaltigkeits-kirche

bei den P. P. Minoriten in der Alsergasse.

* * * * *

Die musikalische Welt erlitt den unerfeßlichen Verlust des

berühmten Tondichters am 26. März 1827 Abends gegen 6 Uhr.

Beethoven starb an den Folgen der Wassersucht,

im 56. Jahre seines Alters,

nach empfangenen heil. Sacramenten.

Der Tag der Exequien wird nachträglich bekannt gemacht von

L. van Beethoven's

Berehrern und Freunden.,

(Dieser Karte wird in Lob, <g>Haslingers</g> Musikalienhandlung vertheilt.)

This card having been largely distributed, all the necessary

arrangements for the funeral were made with the utmost zeal and

promptitude by Mr. Haslinger, the music publisher, and Messrs. Schindler

and Hart, friends of the deceased. The morning was fine; and at an early

hour crowds of people began to assemble on the Glacis of Alservorstadt,

the quarter of the town in which Beethoven resided. Towards the middle

of the day, the numbers had increased to upwards of twenty thousand

persons of all classes; and so great was the pressure round the

residence of the deceased, that it was found necessary to close the

gates of the court-yard, where, under an awning, stood the coffin raised

upon a bier, and surrounded by mourners. At half-past four the

procession began to move, the way having been cleared by a body of the

military. Eight principal singers of the Opera-house--Eichberger,

Schuster, Cramolini, A. Müller, Hoffmann, Rupprecht, Borschitzky, and A.

Wranitzky--had offered to carry the coffin on their shoulders. After the

priest had pronounced some prayers, the singers performed a highly

impressive Funeral Chant by B. A. Weber, and the whole procession moved

forward in the following order:--

1. The cross-bearer; 2. Four trombone-players--the brothers Böck, Waidl,

and Tuschky; 3. The master of the choir, M. Assmayer; and, under his

direction, 4. A choir of singers--M. Tietze, Schnitzer, Gross, Sikora,

Frühwald, Geissler, Rathmeyer, Kokrement, Fuchs, Nejebse, Ziegler,

Perschl, Leidl, Weinkopf, Pfeiffer, and Seipelt, which, alternately with

the trombone quartett, performed the Miserere. This walking orchestra

was immediately followed by, 5. The high priest; 6. The coffin, borne by

the above-mentioned opera-singers, and attended by the chapel-masters---

Eybler, Hummel, Seyfried, and Kreutzer, on the right, and Weigl,

Gyrowetz, Gänsbacher, and Würfel, upon the left, as pall-bearers. On

both sides, from the beginning of the procession to the coffin, were the

torch-bearers, thirty-six in number, consisting of poets, authors,

composers, and musicians, among whom were M. Grillparzer, Anschütz,

Bernard, Castelli, Mayseder, C. Czerny, J. Böhm, Linke, Hildebrand,

Schuppanzigh, Holz, Katter, Krall, Baron Lannoy, J. Merk, F. Schubert,

Riotte, Schoberlechner, Steiner, Haslinger, Sig. Lablache, David,

Radichi, Mechetti, Meric, Pacini, Meier, Schick, Schmidl, Streicher,

Weidman, Wolfmeyer, C. Graf, Raimund, Piringer, Grünbaum, &c.; the whole

in full mourning, with white roses and bunches of lilies fastened to the

crape on their arms. Next followed Beethoven's brother, and M. von

Breuning, (one of the earliest friends of the deceased, and the executor

of his last will,) the pupils of the Conservatorio, and the scholars of

Kapellmeister Drechsler, (the thorough-bass teacher of St. Ann's,) all

deeply lamenting the loss which the musical world had sustained.

As the procession approached the church, the _Miserere_[208] was entoned

to an original melody of the deceased, with an accompaniment of four

trombones. The history of this striking composition is as follows:--When

Beethoven was, in the autumn of 1812, visiting his brother, at the time

an apothecary in Linz, he was requested by M. Glögll; Kapellmeister of

the cathedral, to compose some movement of a solemn kind for the

approaching festival of All Souls. Beethoven willingly undertook the

task, and wrote a piece, entitled _Equale a quatro Tromboni_, remarkable

for the originality of the harmonies, and its faithful imitation of the

genuine antique style.[209]

On the morning of the 26th of March, 1827, when all hope of Beethoven's

recovery had been given over, Mr. Haslinger repaired with it to

Kapellmeister Seyfried, with a request that he would adapt the words of

the Miserere to this _Equale_, that, the body of the prince of musicians

might be accompanied to its everlasting rest by his own creations. M.

Seyfried, in pursuance of this idea, undertook the work, which was

finished the night following Beethoven's death, with infinite judgment

and good taste. The movements were arranged for four voices (two tenors

and two basses) and four trombones.

On reaching the church, the body was placed on a bier at the foot of the

high altar, when, after the usual prayers, was sung the solemn anthem

_Libera me Domine, de morte eterná_, composed by Kapellmeister von

Seyfried, in the genuine ecclesiastical style. On quitting the church,

the coffin was placed in a hearse drawn by four horses, which proceeded

towards the burial-ground at Währing, followed by a line of more than

two hundred carriages. On reaching the gates of the cemetery, the

following poem, from the pen of Grillparzer, was recited by Anschütz,

the tragedian, in a very feeling manner:--

'Tis done! A master-spirit of the age

Has pass'd away to his eternal rest:

Henceforth his name belongs to history's page,

Enroll'd with men the noblest and the best.

Yet, though his name does to all time belong,

Ye lately heard and saw the wond'rous man,

Ye heard his living voice, his living song,

And to receive his dying accents ran.

Then deep in mem'ry treasure up his form:

That brow, though stern, with sweetest fancies fraught,

That eye with inspiration kindling warm,

That bosom labouring with the force of thought.

And ye, to whom it was not given to view

His living lineaments with wond'ring eye,

May in his tones behold him pictured true,

In breathing colours that can never die.

Yes: he could paint, in tones of magic force,

The moody passions of the varying soul--

Now winding round the heart with playful course,

Now storming all the breast with wild control.

Forthdrawing from his unexhausted store,

'Twas his to bid the burden'd heart o'erflow:

Infusing joys it never knew before,

And melting it with soft luxurious woe!

We came his funeral rite to celebrate,

Obedient to fond love and duty's call;

But on this moment such proud feelings wait,

It seems a joyous birthday festival.

He liveth! It is wrong to say he's dead:--

The sun, though sinking in the fading west,

Again shall issue from his morning bed,

Like a young giant vigorous from his rest.

He lives! for that is truly living, when

Our fame is a bequest from mind to mind:

His life is in the breathing hearts of men,

Transmitted to the latest of his kind.

Baron von Schlechta and M. Castelli read short but eloquent poems to the

sorrowing multitude, and, before the grave was closed, M. Haslinger put

into the hands of M. Hummel three wreaths of laurel, which were dropped

upon the coffin. The mourners waited till the earth was smoothed over

the grave. All the visitants in turn took a last farewell of the mortal

remains of a great genius, and returned home in silence, the shades of

evening having by this time gathered around.

On the 3rd of April, 1827, a solemn tribute was paid to the memory of

Beethoven at the imperial church of St. Augustin by the performance of

Mozart's _Requiem_, in which the great singer Lablache sung the bass

part, in a manner that produced a deep impression and shows him to be a

profound artist: the whole terminated with the solemn _Miserere_ and

_Libera_ of Kapellmeister von Seyfried. On the 5th of April, 1827, was

performed, in the church of St. Charles, the whole of Cherubini's

celebrated _Requiem_, admirably executed under the direction of

Kapellmeister Hummel. A musical performance also took place, by way of

opening a subscription for a monument to Beethoven. It commenced with

the celebrated Pastoral Symphony of the lamented master, which was

followed by a _Kyrie_ from his second Mass in D. From the Abbé Vogler's

celebrated _Missa pro defunctis_, were given the _Dies iræ_, the

_Sanctus_, and _Benedictus_. The whole closed with Catel's Overture to

_Semiramis_. The selection was admirably performed, and the object

proposed adequately fulfilled.

LATIN EPITAPHS

ON

BEETHOVEN'S TOMB.

1.

LUDOVICO . VAN . BEETHOVEN.

Cujus.

Ad . Triste . Mortis . Nuncium.

Omnes . Flevere . Gentes.

Plaudente.

Coelitum . Choro.

2.

IN TUMULUM LUDOVICI VAN BEETHOVEN.

FATO mortalis; VITA bonus; ARTE perennis,

MORTE suum MORIENS eximit ipse decus.

MISERERE,

PERFORMED AT BEETHOVEN'S FUNERAL, AT VIENNA, MARCH 29, 1827.

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LIBERA.

(BY SEYFRIED.)

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No. VIII.

CONCERT IN AID OF BEETHOVEN'S MONUMENT AT DRURY LANE THEATRE, JULY 19TH,

1837.

It was in the summer of the year 1837 that the citizens of Bonn, who had

for the last two years been actively engaged in raising funds for the

erection of a monument to Beethoven in his native city, addressed Lord

Burghersh, through the Baron von Schlegel, president of their managing

committee, in the following letter:--

My Lord,

Monsieur le Baron de Bulow has encouraged me to address your

Lordship on behalf of the proposed monument to Ludwig van

Beethoven, in his native town of Bonn. This project has been most

favourably entertained in Germany: we have received the profits of

many concerts given for this purpose in the small as well as large

towns, besides private subscriptions; nevertheless, our means are

still insufficient for the execution of a monument in all respects

worthy of this great genius. Besides, his glory would remain

imperfect if we did not obtain for it some conspicuous support

from abroad, and especially from London, which has become one of

the principal places in Europe in which music is cultivated in the

greatest perfection. A public concert, given in that capital, in

aid of the monument to Beethoven, would complete our wishes.

If a connoisseur and patron of talent like your Lordship would

deign to encourage such an undertaking, distinguished artists will

zealously assist, and the numerous admirers of Beethoven will not

refuse their aid to do honour to his memory.

Having had the honour, in former times, of being received by your

Lordship, and of being present at your brilliant musical

entertainments in Florence and in London, I gladly avail myself of

this occasion to recal myself to your kind recollection; and I beg

you to accept the expression of my devotion and of the great

respect with which

I have the honour to be,

My Lord,

Your most obedient and humble servant,

(Signed)

A. W. DE SCHLEGEL.

Bonn, May 21st, 1837.

Lord Burghersh, taking up the matter with the utmost zeal, addressed an

appeal to the principal musical institutions of London, which in their

turn showed their readiness to promote the object in view.

At a meeting of the professors belonging to the Ancient Concert, the

co-operation of the members of that body was unanimously granted, Mr.

Knyvett and Mr. Cramer being deputed to act as its representatives. A

like course was adopted by the Philharmonic Society, which nominated Sir

George Smart and Mr. Moscheles in a similar capacity; Mr. Mori and Sig.

Costa were appointed by the orchestra of the Italian Opera to express

the adherence of that body; and Messrs. Potter and C. Lucas, at the

suggestion of Lord Burghersh, on the part of the disposable forces of

the Royal Academy. Several of the principal English and foreign

vocalists then in London offered their co-operation with the utmost

willingness and liberality. Mr. Bunn granted the use of Drury Lane

Theatre, and on the 19th of July, 1837, under the management of a

committee presided over by Lord Burghersh, assisted by the Right Hon.

the Earl of Cawdor and the Right Hon. Sir Gore Ouseley, Bart., and

formed of the members of the musical bodies above specified, a grand

concert was given, the following account of which is extracted from the

musical journals of the day.

The performance which took place at Drury Lane Theatre on Wednesday

evening was but thinly attended, owing to a variety of causes, among

which may be noticed the dissolution of Parliament and the approaching

elections, the lateness of the season, and, we fear, the high terms

demanded for admission, namely, half-a-guinea the boxes, seven shillings

the pit, and five shillings the gallery. In a musical point of view it

realised the highest expectations that could have been formed of it; for

assuredly it was the noblest entertainment of this description that ever

was given in England. But considered with respect to its object, it has

unfortunately been a failure, the attendance having been too small to

produce any substantial contribution to the fund. This circumstance must

have, in some measure, diminished the enjoyment which the admirers of

Beethoven derived from the performance of some of his greatest

masterpieces. But it did not damp the ardour of the performers. They

evidently exerted themselves _con amore_; and we have never heard music

performed with greater care, energy, or effect.

Nothing could have surpassed the splendour of the orchestra on this

occasion, which was erected upon the stage, and the back of it was as

high as the second tier of boxes. The principal singers were arranged in

front; the chorus, consisting of 112 voices, on each side; the

conductor in the centre. The band consisted of fifty violins, twelve

violas, twelve violoncellos, eleven double basses, twenty-five wind

instruments, &c., making a total of 110 instruments, and a grand total

of about 230 performers. The soli performers were Mesdames Schroeder

Devrient, Bishop, Knyvett, Birch, Wyndham; Messrs. Braham, Bennett,

Balfe, Seguin, and H. Phillips. The conductors, Sir George Smart, Mr.

Moscheles, and Mr. Knyvett; the leaders, Messrs. F. Cramer, Loder, and

T. Cooke.

The selection combined: Part I. The Mount of Olives. Part II. The Choral

Symphony. Part III. Overture Egmont.--Canon from Fidelio.--Concerto in E

flat (pianoforte, Mr. Moscheles).--Grand scena in E.--And Finale from

Fidelio.

The Mount of Olives, which formed the first act, was given entire for

the first time in England. The solo parts were sung by Mrs. Knyvett,

Mrs. Bishop, Miss Birch, Mr. Braham, Mr. Phillips, and Mr. Bennett.

Braham was in perfect voice, and had his voice perfectly under his

command. He sang, indeed, so well, that the principal performers in the

orchestra could not refrain from offering him their friendly and hearty

congratulations. The band was led by F. Cramer, and conducted by Sir

George Smart.

Beethoven's great Choral Symphony formed the second act. It was

admirably performed, and received with immense applause. Schroeder

sang with a power and truth which only the music and a kindred genius

could have supported. Mr. Moscheles' performance of the noble Concerto,

and his conducting the Choral Symphony, have been already mentioned in

these pages. Both were beyond commendation. The choralists in "Here

seize him," and the "Hallelujah," were very effective; the former (which

is a similar movement to the pistol scene in the "Fidelio") was

unanimously encored.

So far the journals. That the pecuniary result of this concert should

have fallen short of what might be anticipated from such a cause and

such assistance, must have had its cause in the lateness of the season

and the recent death of King William the Fourth. The clear profits of

this concert, together with some donations, amounted to only 100_l._! No

doubt that many of Beethoven's admirers in England, who were prevented

from attending this solemnity, would have taken a pride in honouring the

memory of the great master under more favourable auspices.

As to the proceedings of the Committee for the Beethoven Monument at

Bonn, the following particulars may not be uninteresting. The President

of the Committee, Baron A. W. von Schlegel, having relinquished his

office, owing to an accumulation of private business, Dr.

Breidenstein[210] was elected in his stead. The Committee have been most

successful in their appeal to the musical world throughout Europe, so

that the expenses of the proposed Monument are now nearly covered. The

sums received are the produce of concerts in more than fifty different

towns, the receipts of a concert given by those eminent artists Thalberg

and De Beriot, at Bonn, for the same purpose, and the generous donation

of 10,000 francs from Liszt, who joined the Committee as an active

member. Promises of concerts for the same purpose have been received

from Vienna, Paris, Brussels, and other places.

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