outgivings of his talent, our native musical art was still little more than a pallid reproduction of European models. MacDowell did not at that time, of course, give positive evidence of the vital
possessed an artistic figure of constantly increasing stature. MacDowell commanded, from the start, an
ccent it was which, a score of years ago, set MacDowell in a place apart among native American music-makers. No one else was saying such charming and memorable things in so fresh and individual a way. We had then, as we have had since, composers who were entitled to respect by virtue of their expert and effective mastery of a familiar order of musical expression,-who spoke correctly a language acquired in the schools of Munich, Leipzig, and Berlin. But they had nothing to say that was both important and new. They had grace
piano pieces. Not greatly important music, this, measured beside that which he afterward put forth; but possessing an individual profile, a savour, a tang, which gave it an immediately recognised distinction. A new voice spoke out of it, a fresh and confident, an eloquent and forceful, voice. It betrayed Germanic influences: of that there was no question; yet it was strikingly rich in personal accent. Gradually his art came to find, through vari
that he has definitely passed beyond the reach of our praise, to say that he gave to the art of creative music in this country (I am thinking now only of music-makers
nned upon truly heroic lines; they are large in scope and of epical sweep and breadth; and his "Indian" suite is the most impressive orchestral work composed by an American. He wrote two piano concertos,-early works, not of his best inspiration,-a large number of poetically descriptive smaller works, and almost half a hundred songs of frequent loveliness and character. The three symphonic poems, "Hamlet and Ophelia," "Lancelot and Elaine,
of the Celtic imagination. He is unfailingly noble-it is, in the end, the trait which most surely signalises him. "To every man," wrote Maeterlinck, "there come noble thoughts, thoughts that pass across his heart like great white birds." Such thoughts came often to MacDowell-they seem always to be hovering not far from the particular territory to which his inspiration has led him, even when he is most gayly inconsequent; and in his finest and largest utterances, in the sonatas, their majestic trend appears somehow to have suggested the sweeping and splendid flight of the musical idea. Not often subtle in impulse or recondite in mood, his art has nothing of the impalpability, the drifting, iridescent vapours of Debussy, nothing of the impenetrable backgrounds of Bra
Pater felt in William Morris's "King Arthur's Tomb," the tyranny of a moon which is "not tender and far-off, but close down-the sorcerer's moon, large and feverish," and the presence of a colouring that is "as of scarlet lilies"; and there is the suggestion of poison, with "a sudden bewildered sickening of life and all things." In the music of MacDowell there is no hint of these matters; there is rather the infinitely touching emotion of those rare beings who are in their interior lives both passionate and shy: they know desire and sorrow, supreme ardour and enamoured tenderness; but they do not know either the languor or the dementia of eroticism; they are haunted and swept by beauty, but they are not sickened or oppressed by it. Nor is their passion mystical and detached. MacDowell in his music is full-blooded, but he is never febrile: in this (though certainly in nothing else) he is like Brahms. The passion by which he is swayed i
pectacle; he was most sensitively attuned to its tragedy and its comedy,-he was never more potent, more influential, indeed, than in celebrating its events. He is at the summit of his powers, for example, in the supe
the magniloquent passion, that are Strauss's; his art is far less elaborate and subtle than that of such typical moderns as Debussy and d'Indy. But it has an order of beauty that is not the
company of the greater dead; it is enough to avow the conviction that he possessed genius o
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for voice and piano
umber
1883): Pr?ladium--Presto--Andantino and
of Five Songs, f
1. My L
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the
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e and Fugue, f
no (1883): Pr?ludium--Fugato--Rhapso
, in A-minor, for pian
enata, for
ic Pieces, for pian
tches
tions, for piano (1
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s, for piano (1884)
of the
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or piano, four hands (
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male chorus (1890): 1.
prin
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er Goethe, for piano
Sie
the Mo
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lute
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phonic poem for or
Alda, two fragments (after the So
Heine, for piano (1887):
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Poems, for piano (
he B
oons
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, for voice and pia
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for voice and pia
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for violoncello a
oncert, in F-sharp
les, for piano (188
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tudies, for pian
ing
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for male chorus (18
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orchestra (1891-1893[21
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so Studies, for piano
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the
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d Rigaudon, fo
onata (Eroica),
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n Au
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a Wate
m Uncl
eserte
a Mead
ld at
es, for male voices
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e Cru
s, for male voices
Collier
male voices (1898): 1. A
summer
s, for piano (189
Wanderin
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m the
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Mid-
for voice and pian
n Bent Low
id Sing
Gloaming S
onata (Norse),
for voice and piano
Sun
y Maide
onata (Keltic),
for voice and piano (
r Spri
the Go
es, for piano (1902)
Br'er
a Germ
Sala
aunted
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Idyls, for piano (19
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ntury, for male chorus (1897): 1
Gloaming S
tno
opus number,-9,-were composed at a much later
under which these compositi
d concerning this designation, and preferred to entitle the work: "First Symphonic Poem (a. 'Hamlet'; b. 'Ophelia')." This alteration is written in MacDowe
's "Melpomene" overture, Paine's "Oedipus Tyrannus" prelude, a romance and polonaise for violin and orchestra by Henry Holden Huss, and songs by Margaret Ruthven Lan
r the publication of the rest of the music. The earlier portion, comprising four parts ("In a Haunted Forest
ayed by MacDowell in Boston on March 18, 1892, at the last of th
to this period is the set of "Woodland Sketches"; these were composed during the last par
n merely beautiful tones for their utterance. Music, for instance, that would give us the emotion-if I may call it that-of a series of exploding bombshells could hardly be called 'absolute music'; yet that is exactly what the opening of the last movement of the so-called 'Moonlight' Sonata meant to Miss Thackeray, who speaks of it in her story, 'Beauty and the Beast.'... If this is abstract music, it is bad. We know, however, that Beethoven had some poetic idea in his mind as he wrote this; but as he never gave the clew to the world, the music has been swallowed as 'absolute m
, is referred to. The original edition, wh
e "Sea Piece
ding piece were used again by MacDowell in two of
to this Orchestra and its fo
suite by several years, and of which I shall write in a
dependent for its complete understanding upon a knowledge of its literary basis? MacDowell exhibits
, like the "No
of the "Eight
p. 58,
es given here are those
Posth
afterward revised them extensively, rearranged their order, and added the
ents. The third, "In October," though composed at the same time as the others, and intended for inclusion i
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