The Strand Magazine, Vol. 27, No. 161, May 1904Various
General
The Strand Magazine, Vol. 27, No. 161, May 1904
Various
English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"The first was Catel, and that was followed by Cherubini. The first real
sort of friendly leading I had, however, was from 'Mozart's
Thorough-bass School.' There was something in that to go upon--something
human. It is a small book--a collection of papers beautifully and
clearly expressed--which he wrote on harmony for the niece of a friend
of his. I still treasure the old volume. Ouseley and Macfarren followed,
but the articles which have since helped me the most are those of Sir
Hubert Parry in 'Grove's Dictionary.'"
"How did these various authorities mix?" I interrupted.
"They didn't mix," was Dr. Elgar's reply, "and it appears it is
necessary for anyone who has to be self-taught to read everything
and--pick out the best. That, I suppose, is the difficulty--to pick out
the best. How to forget the rubbish and remember the good I can't tell
you, but perhaps that is where his brains must come in.
"It would be affectation were I to pretend that my work is not
recognised as modern, and I hate affectation, yet it would probably
surprise you to know the amount of work I did in studying musical form.
Only those can safely disregard form who ignore it with a full knowledge
and do not evade it through ignorance.
"Mozart is the musician from whom everyone should learn form. I once
ruled a score for the same instruments and with the same number of bars
as Mozart's G Minor Symphony, and in that framework I wrote a symphony,
following as far as possible the same outline in the themes and the same
modulation. I did this on my own initiative, as I was groping in the
dark after light, but looking back after thirty years I don't know any
discipline from which I learned so much.
"So you insist on my telling you some more of my early struggles and my
early work? I was interested in many other things besides music, and I
had the good fortune to be thrown among an unsorted collection of old
books. There were books of all kinds, and all distinguished by the
characteristic that they were for the most part incomplete. I busied
myself for days and weeks arranging them. I picked out the theological
books, of which there were a good many, and put them on one side. Then I
made a place for the Elizabethan dramatists, the chronicles including
Baker's and Hollinshed's, besides a tolerable collection of old poets
and translations of Voltaire, and all sorts of things up to the
eighteenth century. Then I began to read. I used to get up at four or
five o'clock in the summer and read--every available opportunity found
me reading. I read till dark. I finished by reading every one of these
books--including the theology. The result of that reading has been that
people tell me I know more of life up to the eighteenth century than I
do of my own time, and it is probably true.
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