The Life of Florence Nightingale, vol. 1 of 2Cook, Edward Tyas, Sir
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The Life of Florence Nightingale, vol. 1 of 2
Cook, Edward Tyas, Sir
Nightingale, Florence, 1820-1910
CARLTON HOTEL, REGENT STREET, _June_ 1 [1839].... We are enjoying
ourselves much, for the Nicholsons, our cousins, came up to town
the day after we did, and are living in the same hotel with us in
Regent Street, the best situation in London, I think, but some
people call it too noisy. As Marianne Nicholson is as music-mad as
I am, we are revelling in music all day long. Schulz, who is a
splendid player, and Crivelli, her singing master, give us lessons,
and the unfortunate piano has been strummed out of tune in a week,
not having even its natural rest at nights, as there are other
masters as well. We went to Pauline Garcia's début at the opera in
_Otello_. She was exceedingly nervous and trembled all over, but
her great improvement towards the end promised well. Her lower
notes are very fine indeed, and two shakes she made low down,
though too much like _instrumental_ to be agreeable, were very
extraordinary. Her voice, however, is excessively unequal, and
sometimes her singing is quite commonplace. She makes too much of
her execution, which is very uneven. It is very easy to say that
she will be another Malibran, but if they were side by side the
difference would be seen; so say wiser judges than we. Even Grisi
is quite superior to her in Desdemona, although P. Garcia's voice
is the most powerful, but then P. Garcia was excessively
frightened. We have heard her sing a duet with Persiani in which
both were perfect, and I heard Dohler for the first time at the
same concert. I was nowise disappointed, although I had heard so
much of him at Paris, his execution is extraordinary, but I think
one would soon grow tired of it, for both his music and his style
are very inferior to Thalberg's. Have you heard Batta on the
violoncello at Paris? His playing approaches more nearly to the
human voice than anything I ever heard. We are going to hear
charming Persiani to-night in the _Lucia di Lammermoor_. Tamburini,
the most good-natured of mortals, has volunteered to come and sing
two or three hours with my cousin Marianne every season, whenever
she thinks herself sufficiently advanced. We are going to hear him
at a private concert on Monday.
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