Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Dear Reader,
You all probably know more about Mozart than I do but I looked him up and here, in short, is a small account of him.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was born on January 27th, 1756, in Salzburg, Austria. He is widely recognized as one of the greatest composers in the history of western music. Unlike any other composer in musical history he wrote in all the musical genres of his day and excelled in every one. His taste, his command of form, and his range of expression have made him seem the most universal of all composers, yet it may also be said that his music was written to accommodate the specific taste of particular audiences.
"The miracle which God let be born in Salzburg" was Mozart's father's description of his son, and he was keenly conscious of his duty to God, as he saw it, to draw the miracle to the notice of the world. And he did, taking Mozart as a child all over Europe. Yet even in this indulgent rendering of the Mozart legacy, his full-bloodied humanity at times emerges with haunting vividness.
One of the myths about Mozart is that even as adult he remained an inappropriately childish vessel for divinely inspired music and that his premature death was brought about by his composer rival, Salieri.
Mozart's Andante 21 is my favourite piece, and I would like to hear it when I lie dying.
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From Dorothy Wordsworth, June 4th, 1800 in Westmorland
'I brought home lemon thyme, and several other plants, and planted them by moonlight.'
From Francis Kilvert, June 7th, 1874 in Wiltshire
'Another glowing glorious day of sunshine and unclouded blue. But every day the drought grows drier and the predicted water famine is stealing upon us. Every day the pasture grows whiter and more bare and slippery....Later the warm soft night was laden with perfume and the sweet scent of the syringa.'
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Small Pleasures in Old Age
Listening to Mozart’s Andante 21
in front of a log fire
hearing the robin’s call
in early spring
spotting the first violets, first primroses,
walking in the woods
sitting under the trees
whilst the bagpipes utter
their unique spiritual sounds
watching the deer hurrying
through the undergrowth
following the antics
of the Archer family
eating peanut butter sandwiches
watching the goldfinch spitting
out seeds, and laughing
at the absurdity of life itself
exchanging family news
proudly loving the grandchildren
and their stories
small away holidays
with Francis, by the sea
in Dorset
And, perhaps, best of all, having the courage
not to say yes to things
when I mean no.
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With very best wishes, Patricia
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