The next day Hawver was found dead in his room, the violin at his neck, the bow upon the strings, his music open before him at
Chopin's funeral march.
The little piano is dumb night after night, its candles unlighted, and there is no one to play
Chopin to us now as the day dies, and the shadows stoop out of their corners to listen in vain.
They are engrossed by every one, by
Chopin Trouillefou, by the cardinal, by Coppenole, by Quasimodo, by the devil!
What's that little thing of
Chopin's she plays so magnificently: Tra-la-la-lira-lira-lay."
"What passion!" "What an artist!" "I have always said no one could play
Chopin like Mademoiselle Reisz!" "That last prelude!
tell her, that with my whole heart I wish for her what she wished for herself on Thursday evening, while she was listening to
Chopin's Ballade.
Joe and Delia met in an atelier where a number of art and music students had gathered to discuss chiaroscuro, Wagner, music, Rembrandt's works, pictures, Waldteufel, wall paper,
Chopin and Oolong.
The harsh intervals and shrill discords of barbaric music stirred him at times when Schubert's grace, and
Chopin's beautiful sorrows, and the mighty harmonies of Beethoven himself, fell unheeded on his ear.
She trifled away half an hour at the piano; and played, in that time, selections from the Songs of Mendelssohn, the Mazurkas of
Chopin, the Operas of Verdi, and the Sonatas of Mozart -- all of whom had combined together on this occasion and produced one immortal work, entitled "Frank." She closed the piano and went up to her room, to dream away the hours luxuriously in visions of her married future.
Bellman's book is an interesting, albeit controversial, interpretation of
Chopin's Op.
His pauses and rhythm bendings in the Mendelssohn could not imbue this piece with any weight or drama and in the essentially tight and constrained
Chopin he let the tensions escape.