PIETRE METASTASIO.

This celebrated Italian lyric and dramatic poet was born at Rome, in

1698, of parents in humble life, whose names were Trapassi. At ten years

of age, he was distinguished by his talents as an _improvvisatore_. The

eminent jurist, Gravina, who amused himself with writing bad tragedies,

was walking near the Campus Martius one summer’s evening, in company

with the abbé Lorenzini, when they heard a sweet and powerful voice,

modulating verses with the greatest fluency to the measure of the canto

_improvviso_. On approaching the shop of Trapassi, whence the melody

proceeded, they were surprised to see a lovely boy pouring forth elegant

verses on the persons and objects which surrounded him, and their

admiration was increased by the graceful compliments which he took an

opportunity of addressing to themselves. When the youthful poet had

concluded, Gravina called him to him, and, with many encomiums and

caresses, offered him a piece of money, which the boy politely declined.

He then inquired into his situation and employment, and being struck

with the intelligence of his replies, proposed to his parents to educate

him as his own child. They consented, and Gravina changed his name from

Trapassi to Metastasio, and gave him a careful and excellent education

for his own profession.

At fourteen years of age, Metastasio produced his tragedy of “Giustino,”

which so pleased Gravina, that he took him to Naples, where he contended

with and excelled some of the most celebrated improvisatori of Italy. He

still, however, continued his study of the law, and with a view to the

only two channels of preferment which prevail at Rome, also assumed the

minor order of priesthood, whence his title of abate. In 1718, death

deprived him of his patron, who bequeathed to him the whole of his

personal property, amounting to fifteen thousand crowns. Of too liberal

and hospitable a disposition, he gradually made away with this provision

and then resolved to apply more closely to the law. He repaired to

Naples, to study for that purpose, but becoming acquainted with

Brugnatelli, usually called “the Romanina,” the most celebrated actress

and singer in Italy, he gave himself up entirely to harmony and poetry.

The extraordinary success of his first opera, “Gli Orti Esperidi,”

confirmed him in this resolution, and joining his establishment to that

of “the Romanina” and her husband, in a short time he composed three new

dramas, “Cato in Utica,” “Ezio,” and “Semiramide.” He followed these

with several more of still greater celebrity, until, in 1730, he

received and accepted an invitation from the court of Vienna, to take up

his residence in that capital, as coadjutor to the imperial laureate,

Apostolo Zeno, whom he ultimately succeeded. From that period, the life

of Metastasio presented a calm uniformity for upwards of half a century.

He retained the favour of the imperial family undiminished, for his

extraordinary talents were admirably seconded by the even tenor of his

private character, and avoidance of court intrigue. Indefatigable as a

poet, he composed no less than twenty-six operas, and eight oratorios,

or sacred dramas, besides cantatas, canzoni, sonnets, and minor pieces

to a great amount. The poetical characteristics of Metastasio are

sweetness, correctness, purity, simplicity, gentle pathos, and refined

and elevated sentiment. There is less of nature than of elegance and

beauty in his dramas, which consequently appear insipid to those who

have been nourished with stronger poetic aliment.

Dr. Burney, who saw Metastasio at the age of seventy-two, describes him

as looking like one of fifty, and as the gayest and handsomest man, of

his time of life, he had ever beheld. He died after a short illness at

Vienna, in April 1782, having completed his eighty-fourth year, leaving

a considerable property in money, books, and valuables. Besides his

numerous works, which have been translated into most of the European

languages, a large collection of his letters, published since his death,

supplied copious materials for his biography.[97]

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Mrs. Piozzi gives an amusing account of Metastasio in his latter days.

She says:--

“Here (at Vienna) are many ladies of fashion very eminent for their

musical abilities, particularly mesdemoiselles de Martinas, one of whom

is member of the academies of Berlin and Bologna: the celebrated

Metastasio died in their house, after having lived with the family

sixty-five years more or less. They set his poetry and sing it very

finely, appearing to recollect his conversation and friendship with

infinite tenderness and delight. He was to have been presented to the

pope the very day he died, and in the delirium which immediately

preceded dissolution, raved much of the supposed interview. Unwilling to

hear of death, no one was ever permitted to mention it before him; and

nothing put him so certainly out of humour, as finding that rule

transgressed. Even the small-pox was not to be named in his presence,

and whoever did name that disorder, though unconscious of the offence he

had given, Metastasio would see no more.”

Mrs. Piozzi adds, “The other peculiarities I could gather from Miss

Martinas were these: that he had contentedly lived half a century at

Vienna, without ever even wishing to learn its language; that he had

never given more than five guineas English money in all that time to the

poor; that he always sat in the same seat at church, but never paid for

it, and that nobody dared ask him for the trifling sum; that he was

grateful and beneficent to the friends who began by being his

protectors, but who, in the end, were his debtors, for solid benefits as

well as for elegant presents, which it was his delight to be perpetually

making. He left to them at last all he had ever gained, without the

charge even of a single legacy; observing in his will, that it was to

them he owed it, and that other conduct would in him have been

injustice. He never changed the fashion of his wig, or the cut or colour

of his coat, so that his portrait, taken not very long ago, looks like

those of Boileau or Moliere at the head of their works. His life was

arranged with such methodical exactness, that he rose, studied, chatted,

slept, and dined, at the same hours, for fifty years together, enjoying

uninterrupted health, which probably gave him that happy sweetness of

temper, or habitual gentleness of manners, which was never ruffled,

except when his sole injunction was forgotten, and the death of any

person whatever was unwittingly mentioned before him. No solicitation

had ever prevailed on him to dine from home, nor had his nearest

intimates ever seen him _eat_ more than a biscuit with his lemonade,

every meal being performed with even mysterious privacy to the last.

When his end approached by rapid steps, he did not in the least suspect

that it was coming; and mademoiselle Martinas has scarcely yet done

rejoicing in the thought that he escaped the preparations he so dreaded.

Latterly, all his pleasures were confined to music and conversation; and

the delight he took in hearing the lady he lived with sing his songs,

was visible to every one. An Italian abate here said, comically enough,

‘Oh! he always looked like a man in the state of beatification when

mademoiselle de Martinas accompanied his verses with her fine voice and

brilliant finger.’ The father of Metastasio was a goldsmith at Rome, but

his son had so devoted himself to the family he lived with, that he

refused to hear, and took pains not to know, whether he had in his

latter days any one relation left in the world.”

We have a life of Metastasio, chiefly derived from his correspondence,

by Dr. Burney.

[97] General Biog. Dict. Dict. of Musicians.

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