Scan 422
The violin, its famous makers and their imitators, 1887
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1Th' exceeding mystery of the loveliness
2Sadden'd delight; and with his mournful look
3Dreary and gaunt, hanging his pallid face
4'Twixt his dark flowing locks, he almost seemed
5Too feeble, or, to melancholy eyes,
6One that has parted with his soul for pride,
7And in the sable secret lived forlorn."
9"To show the depth and identicalness of the impression which he made upon everybody, foreign or native, an Italian who stood near me said to himself, after a sigh, 'O Dio!' and this had not been said long when another person, in the same manner, uttered 'O Christ!' Musicians pressed forward from behind the scenes to get as close to him as possible; and they could not sleep at night for thinking of him."—Timbs's Anecdote Biography.
11THACKERAY ON ORCHESTRAL MUSIC.
13"I wish I were a poet; you should have a description of all this in verse, and welcome. But if I were a musician! Let us see what we should do as musicians. First, you should hear the distant sound of a bugle, which sound should float away; that is one of the heralds of the morning, flying southward. Then another should issue from the eastern gates; and now the grand reveille should grow, sweep past your ears (like the wind aforesaid) go on, dying as it goes. When, as it dies, 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 of a noise, however, for my stringed instru-
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