Page images
PDF
EPUB

logue by Fr. Rochlitz, 369.

ton Collection of Church Music; Organist, The, and the Doctor, a Dia-
Review, 307,
Letter by, 170.

The Gentleman's Glee Book;
Review, 253.

Massachusetts Collection of Psalmody,
by Geo. J. Webb; Review, 139, 153.
Medical Powers of Music, 31, 45, 76.
Messiah, Handel's, by Fr. Rochlitz, 225,
241, 275.

Centennial Anniversary of, 48.
performed at the Handel and
Haydn Society, 12, 15.
Modern Composers of Church Music,
204.

Mozart's letter to a friend, 185.
Mueller, F. F., letter of, 199.
Music in America, 136.

in Boston, Winter Season, 1840,
1841, 173, 189.

Summer Season, 1841, 327.
in Boston, Winter Season, 1841,

1842, 414.

in England, 132.

in Germany, 145, 161.

in New York, 95, 337, 363.
in our Common Schools, 383.
Music in our Periodical Literature, the
Art of, 330.

Performed in the Boston Acad-
emy of Music's Concerts, during the
past Winter, 134.

Musical Cabinet, by Geo. J. Webb and
T. B. Hayward, Editors; Review,
201, 310, 335.

Convention of 1840, Proceed-

ings of the, 122.

Festivals of France and Ger-
many, 300.

Institute's Annual Meeting, 176
O Collection of Church Mu-
sic; Review, 139, 153.

Concert, 29.
Intelligence, Foreign, 133, 207.
March of Intellect, 320.
Reporter, Edited by Asa Fitz,

and E. P. Dearborn, 16.

Societies, London, 206.

[blocks in formation]

Paine, D. Portland Sacred Music So-
ciety's Collection of Church Music,
Review, 139, 153.

Pasta, Giudetta, 361.

Pastoral Symphony, Beethoven's, 392.
Philharmonic Society, London, 280.
Power's Lectures on Music, 32, 77, 90.
Proceedings of the Musical Convention
of 1840, 122.

Readers, To our, 95, 240.

Review, 139, 153, 201, 253, 307, 335.
Review, Our late, on Church Music,
169.

Rochlitz, Fr., Handel's Messiah, 225,
241.

The Organist and the Doctor, a
Dialogue, 369.

Romberg's Song of the Bell, 14.
Symphony, 29.

Scraps from the Musical World, 206,
256.

Sloman, Miss Jane, 368.
Solemnity in Music, On, 111.
Spohr, Mad. Zahn, 365.
Spohr's New Oratorio, "The Fall of
Babylon," 207.

Oratorio, "The Last Judg.
ment," 407.
Study of Music, 303.
Symphonies, Beethoven's, 392.

[blocks in formation]

Webb, Geo. J., Letter, 171.

Massachusetts Collection of
Psalmody; Review, 139, 153.

and T. B. Hayward, The
Musical Cabinet, 201, 310, 335.
The American Glee Book;

Review, 253.
Weber, C. M. Von, Letters, 296, 321,
337, 353.

The Life of a Composer, an
Arabesque, 177, 193, 209, 235, 250,
280, 289.

Weber, Godfrey, Theory of Music,
translated by Mr. Warner, 57.
Weber, H. D., Biography, 129.

THE MUSICAL MAGAZINE.

NO. LIII.

BOSTON, SATURDAY, JANUARY 9, 1841.

PROSPECTUS.

WITH the year 1841 the third volume of the Musical Magazine begins.

The work will be continued on the same principles on which it has hitherto been conducted. It will be devoted to a true conception of the art in its influence on the mind and soul of man, and of the artist in his feelings and life. It will contain musical information and knowledge, such as our scant musical literature does not furnish. It will contribute to raise the standard of music among us by true but encouraging criticism, and finally, all its contents will refer to the art of music, as they have done hitherto, and in this respect it stands at present alone in the United States, as the only purely musical periodical.

Such a work is needed for the art, and it will be a great aid to its progress, if properly supported by those who have this progress at heart. The subscriber is happy to be allowed to say that H. R. Cleveland, Esq. the author of the "Address before the Pierian Sodality at Cambridge," in No. 46 of the second volume, has promised his occasional advice and assistance. The work will also be enriched by occasional contributions from S. A. Eliot, Esq., Rev. J. T. Dwight, and other eminent literary amateurs of music. Such assistance, the subscriber is assured will materially increase the

[blocks in formation]

value of the work; and he calls the more confidently on the friends of the art, to give it that support which alone can insure its permanency.

To make the work more accessible to all those interested in music it will be for the future put at $2 per year, in advance, and $2,50, if not paid within six months from the time of subscription; and copies of the first two volumes may be had for the same price.

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

Softest angel voices spake,

That from death's fertile, thick sown field, Every slumbering seed shall break,

New beauty and delight to yield.

NO. 3. CHORUS.

Resurrection! spread with flowers
Are thy solemn temples here;
And in brighter, heavenly bowers,
Thou thine earth-born plants shalt rear.
There where hearts no more are wrung,
There where unnumbered glorious spheres
In the deep blue vault are hung,
Thy joys shall fill the eternal years.

NO. 4. TENOR SOLO.

Yet affection's tears will flow;
Heart wounds they alone can heal.
To the quiet grave we 'll go-

Rest the loved ones there must feel.
They who slumber in the Lord,
The dead are safe-again are born;
Peace was promised in the word,
Peaceful greets them Easter morn.

No. 5. CHORUS.

Let sense and passion then be still.
Be all, like brothers, gentle, kind;
And let this solemn silence fill
With reverence every softened mind.
Hence, away with every thought
Of tempting sense this holy day;
Here the glorious change is wrought;
Plants from this seed know no decay.

No. 6. BASSO SOLO.

The morning sun's bright, golden ray
Looks mildly down on every grave;
And when the night succeeds to day,
Their flowers its dews perennial lave.
How cheerful is this quiet bed

To those whose weary souls need rest.
The guilty, numbered with the dead,
Even them, we trust, God's peace has blest.

NO. 7. TERZETTO, SOPRANI.

'T is good for us to be here now.
This buried world is calm and still;
No anger clouds the haughty brow,
Soft peace controls each fiery will.
Hallowed are all these lowly beds,
For here, when strength and joy are o'er,
Rest the weary, aching heads,

That shall toil and ache no more.

Brighter now is all the air

That the field of death enfolds.

Seek, each one, with tender care,

The spot some cherished lost one holds.
Freshest flowers now scatter round,—
Deck the place with garden hues ;—
Honor thus that little mound,-
'T is the last pillow we shall use.

No. 8. TENORE SOLO.

Breezes, murmur, gently sighing,
Like the breath of tender love,
O'er the precious relics lying
Where the turf is fresh above.
Here a tender heart has found
Rest from all its earthly toil.

« PreviousContinue »