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head; then turning to the orchestra, with a feeling truly German, he raised his hands to heaven, and, with eyes filled with tears, pronounced his benediction on the ancient companions of his labours.'

Haydu had early accustomed himself to distinguish in music, 'what was good, what was better, and what was bad.' But, as his principles had been formed by his own observation and experience, when asked to explain his reasons for certain unusual transitions or modulations, he did not, like an inferior composer, refer to the rule, or the example, but merely answered,' I did it because it was best so.' This is exemplified in a ludicrous scene which took place in London between him and a noble amateur, who wished to take lessons in counterpoiut.

"When shall we begin?" said Haydn. "Immediately, if you please," replied the nobleman; and he took out of his pocket one of Haydn's own quartetts. "For the first lesson," continued he, "let us examine this quartett, and tell me the reason of certain modulations, and of the general management of the composition, which I cannot altogether approve, since it is contrary to the rules." Haydn, a little surprized, said he was ready to answer his questions. The nobleman began, and from the very first bar found something to remark upon every note. Haydn, with whom invention was a habit, and who was the opposite of a pedant, found himself a good deal embarrassed, and replied continually, "I did so, because it has a good effect. I have placed this passage here, because I think it suitable." The Englishman, in whose opinion these replies were nothing to the purpose, still returned to his proofs, and demonstrated very clearly that the quartett was good for nothing. "But, my lord, arrange this quartett in your own way! hear it played, and then you will see which of the two is the best!" "How can your's, which is contrary to the rules, be the best?" "Because it is the most agreeable!" My lord still returned to the subject. Haydn replied as well as he was able; but, at last, out of patience," I see, my lord," said he," that it is you who are so good as to give lessons to me, and I am obliged to confess, that I do not merit the honour of having such a master." The advocate of the rules went away, and cannot to this day understand how an author who adheres to them should fail of producing a matrimonio segretto.'

Haydn composed slowly and with difficulty; a symphony employed him a month, and a mass still longer. This did not arise from want of ideas, but from the delicacy of his taste. His rough scores are full of alterations, for he carefully considered the comparative merits of many different passages, before he finally decided which was the best. He never began a symphony invitû Minervâ; and when the hour of inspiration was come, he commenced with certain mechanical preparations, trifling in themselves, but which he considered absolutely necessary to the success of his undertaking. Like Buffon and Sterne, he began by bestowing unusual attention to his dress, and having his hair neatly arranged; and

he told our author, that often when he had forgot to put upon his finger a diamond ring presented to him by Frederick the Second, he could not summon a single idea. 'His paper must be the finest, and the whitest possible, and he wrote with such neatness and care, that the best copyist could not have surpassed him in the regularity and clearness of his characters; his notes were remarkable for such small heads and slender tails that he used to call them his flies legs.' After having settled his theme or principal subject, and the keys through which he intended it should modulate, he invented a little romance, or imaginary story, such as the embarkation, voyage, difficulties, various adventures, and final happy settlement of a family in America, and the movements in his symphony became lively or sad, placid or agitated, according to the changes in the events of his imaginary story.

The conclusion we should draw from this singular fact is, that much of the labour of composition had with Haydn become so merely mechanical, that he found it necessary to create an artificial excitement in his mind, by filling it with ideas of a continual succession of visible objects; just as an artist we are acquainted with, who, after having completely arranged the general composition of his pictures, finds it irksome to fill up the details, unless his mind is engaged in listening to some book of light reading. Our author, however, appears to suppose that the visible objects which formed the subject of Haydn's contemplation, are capable of representation, and are often actually represented in his musical compositions. In the course of his speculations on this subject, he has distinguished what he calls physical from sentimental imitation. The former is exemplified by the effect of two notes in Mozart's Nozze de Figaro, which, with the assistance of the words ' din din, don don,' represent the ringing of two different toned bells; and by a ridiculous scene in a German opera where the music, imitating the snoring of a sleeping husband, forms the bass to a duetto amoroso, between his wife and her gallant. In considering the latter species of imitation, our author pursues an idea suggested to Haydn by Baron Von Swieten, of describing objects of nature, by awakening the emotions which those objects occasion. For instance, we admire the sun; and, therefore, music that excites the highest admiration, would naturally recall the idea of the sun.'

The author of the Sacred Melodies has carried this idea a great deal farther in an elaborate note on the oratorio of the Creation, in which he attempts to prove the power of musical sounds to express visible objects. This note we shall insert, as a curious instance of the speculations of a scientific professor, exemplified by a composition familiar to most of our readers.

'Perhaps there is nothing in nature which is capable of being so

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well represented by sound, as light. The answer of the blind man, who, on being asked what idea he had of scarlet, replied that it was like the sound of a trumpet, is less absurd than may at first be apprehended. It should be observed, that the character of different instruments depends, not merely on the acuteness or gravity of their tone, but also on the degree of force with which sounds are produced by them. If, as Sir Isaac Newton supposed, the impulse upon the nerves of the eye, produced by colours, is similar in kind or degree to that produced upon the ear by sounds, the impression upon the sensor um, or seat of sensation in the brain, will probably be the same, or so nearly so, that the ideas of the respective external objects will be associated in the mind. According to this theory, the different musical instruments may be characterized by correspondent colours, so as to bẹ fancifully classed in the following manner:

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Flute

sky blue.

Diapason

deeper blue.

pink.

rose.

red.

Double bass deep crimson red.'

So much for the rule; and now for its application.

The symphony in the Creation, which represents the rising of the sun, is an exemplification of this theory. In the commencement of this piece our attention is attracted by a soft streaming note from the violins which is scarcely discernible, till the rays of sound which issue from the second violin diverge into the chord of the second; to which is gradually imparted a greater fulness of colour, as the violas and violoncellos steal in with expanding harmony.

'At the fifth bar, the oboes begin to shed their yellow lustre; while the flute silvers the mounting rays of the violin. As the notes continue ascending to the highest point of brightness, the orange, the scarlet and the purple unite in the increasing splendour; and the glorious orb at length appears, refulgent with all the brightest beams of harmony.'--p. 256.

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All this (with the exception of the 'silver' of the sky-blue' flute) the enthusiast may, perhaps, see with the mind's eye!' But suppose an antagonist should start up, and maintain that the sound of the violin is blue, and that of the flute yellow; and that when combined they both became pea green! How could this difference of opinion be settled? Doubtless by appealing to the public. What a glorious subject for volumes of metaphysical disquisition! The niusical world in this idle town might rauge themselves on opposite sides, and the spirit of party would soon make the opponents as inveterate as the ancient factions of the blues and the greens in Constantinople, or the bianchi and the neri in Florence, This power of expressing colour by sound is, however, we be

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lieve, a new discovery. At least it escaped the penetrating glance of the blind professor in the academy of Ladoga; for he was content to teach the art of mixing colours by the smell and feeling; little dreaming that the day would come when they might be distinguished, separated, and combined, by the sense of hearing alone.

Let us for a moment compare the ideas of visible objects connected with certain transitions in Haydn's symphonies, with the similar ideas of visible objects by which the Baron Von Feinagle impresses a series of events upon the mind of his pupils. The corresponding ideas will, it is true, always present themselves together to minds prepared for their association. But will any one gravely assert that there is any real resemblance between the Hen and Chickens and the Battle of Agincourt, or the Swan sailing with a red rag round his neck and the death of William Rufus? Our judgment rather than our inclination has led us to oppose this theory. Our sources of pleasure are so few, and those which arise from novelty have been so long exhausted, that we should gladly anticipate new delight from the representation of visible objects by music. Many of our readers will recollect how willingly they were led to believe that certain movements on the piano-forte described the attack, the cannon firing, the horses galloping, the cries of the wounded, and the Turkish music, in the Battle of Prague. In this instance, however, we only fancied we could hear certain sounds; but how much more delighted should we be if the professor could, at the same time, shew us certain sights. We remember, for instance, a sonata called the Journey to Windsor and the Return to London; and can imagine the effect of bringing before the eyes of our musical friends the objects and events of this little excursion. Thus, a hurried galloping movement might represent our escape from two ill-looking fellows on Hounslow Heath; and in a grand crash the audience might see the opposition Windsor coach overturned on Cranford Bridge.

We cannot, however, take leave of the author of the Sacred Melodies without expressing the gratification we have experienced from many of the other notes with which he has enriched the volume before us; particularly for his remarks on the peculiar excellence of Haydn's music as compared with that of Mozart and Bethoven; and for his plain and judicious rules for the management of the voice in learning to sing; and if we have ventured to amuse ourselves with his speculations on the connection between light and sound, he must attribute it to our abhorrence of the fashionable mataphysical sentimentality in music, which is quite as offensive as the cant of connoisseurship in painting; the purity of Domenichino, the grace of Raphael, and the correggiosity of Correggio.' In one of these notes we are told, that the ancient instrument

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called the Sackbut was discovered among the ruins of Herculaneum or Pompeii. It is thus described:

'The lower part is made of bronze, and the upper, with the mouthpiece, of solid gold. The king of Naples made a present of it to his present majesty; and from this antique, the instruments now called by the Italians Tromboni, have been fashioned. In quality of tone, it has not been equalled by any of modern make; and perhaps it has done more towards augmenting the sublime effects of the orchestra, than any of the known instruments.'

The consideration of this fact would lead to an interesting inquiry concerning the music and musical instruments of the ancients; a subject that is still involved in considerable obscurity, notwithstanding Dr. Burney's acute and elaborate investigation. What use did they make of such a powerful instrument as the trombone? Was it only used in religious ceremonies, or in war? or did it accompany voices, or other instruments on festive occasions? If the latter, what were those instruments that would bear so powerful an accompaniment? and what was the music? Has the art of composing symphonies and overtures, where each instrument, by turns, attracts the attention, been merely revived instead of invented by the moderns? Or did the compositions of the ancients resemble those performed in Italy till the end of the seventeenth century, where one instrument sustained the air, while the others were only used in accompaniment? These questions may perhaps be answered by future discoveries; from which the use as well as the form of the musical instruments of the ancients may be as correctly ascertained as those of the Italians of the age of Paul Veronese, preserved in his celebrated picture of the Cena di San Giorgio.* Here a concert is performed for the entertainment of the guests at the marriage of Cana, in which Titian is represented playing upon the double bass; and Tintoret and Paul Veronese himself upon (six-stringed) violoncellos, while a man with a cross upon his breast (probably an ecclesiastic) plays the violin; Bassano, the flute; and a Turkish slave the sackbut. With what delight should we view a similar picture, that contained as it were a living resemblance of the persons and the amusements of the ancients?

The life of MOZART is a singular instance of a child of remarkable precocity, who afterwards reached the highest point of perfection in his art. This is a rare occurrence, whether it be that we resemble plants, which lose their vis vita the sooner from having been early forced; or that the future progress of our talents in mature age is necessarily prevented by the very means used to create

We have lately been informed, that by some unaccountable accident, this inestimable picture is still suffered to remain in the Museum at Paris!

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