Scan 6
The heart of music; the story of the violin, 1921
2 lines. Read by computer on 10 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1"Now . . . my stringed instruments come in. These to the left of the orchestra break into a soft slow movement, the music swaying drowsily, from side to side as it were, with a noise like the rustling of boughs. It must not be much, however, for my stringed instruments to the right have begun the very song of the morning. The bows tremble upon the strings, like the limbs of a dancer, who, a-tip-toe, prepares to bound into her ecstasy of motion. Away! The song soars into the air as if it had the wings of a kite; here swooping, there swooping, wheeling upward, falling suddenly, checked, poised for a moment on quivering wings, and again away. It is waltz time, and you hear the hours dancing to it!" — William Makepeace Thackeray.
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