- Born, Gunthard
Mozarts Musiksprache: Schlussel zu Leben und Werk
Kindler Verlag, , 1985, Cloth, , , Very Good /Good
423 pp. Wear to the extremities of the dj. With a forward by Wolfgang Plath editor of numerous volumes of the Neuen Mozart-Ausgabe. Contents: Vorwort; ERSTES BUCH: Die Szene: 1. O Engländer, seid ihr nicht Toren, 2. Viva la libertà!, 3. Königin der Nacht, 4. Ein Schloss vor den Mund, 5. Was von Mozart kommt, wird den Böhmen gewiss gefallen, Deutsch zu reden und gar deutsch zu singen, 7. Alla gloria militar!, 9. Die Zeit de guten Musik ist vorbei, 10. Moduliert so durch die Töne fort; ZWEITES BUCH: Die Sprache: 1. Ein grosser Meister der Modulation, 2. O wie ängstlich, o wie feurig, 3. Vorhang auf, 4. Doch niemand kommt, 5. Hast's verstanden? 6. Nur geschwinde!, 7. Wir andelten durch Feuergluten, 8. Ich will selbst den Herren machen, 9. Amore, 10. Sagt, ist es liebe?, Und ich soll dir Liebe meiden? 12. Tod und Verzweiflung, 13. Der listigen Schlange zum Opfer erkoren, 14. Dir Lippe lügt, falsch ist der Blick, 15. Den Weg der Tugend fortzuwandeln, 16. Auf Wiedersehn; LITERATURVERZEICHNIS; ANHANG, Nachwort. Second book illustrated with musical examples.
"Woman, the New Factor in Economics." by Rev. Augusta Cooper Bristol. from The Congress of Women: Held in the Woman's Building, World's Columbian Exposition, Chicago, U. S. A., 1893.. Chicago, ILL: Monarch Book Company, 1894. pp. pp. 80-86. at The Celebration of Women Writers, University of Pennsylvania Digital Library
"Rev. Augusta Cooper Bristol is a native of New Hampshire. She was born April 17,1835. Her parents were Otis Cooper and Hannah (Powers) Cooper. In 1866 she married Louis Bristol, a lawyer of Connecticut. She is a woman of big brain, well stored with valuable information, and one of the most graceful and profound writers and speakers of the present day. Her principal literary works are a volume of poems and various published lectures, some of which have been translated into French. She is a member of no special church at present, but in faith is Unitarian, and not infrequently speaks from the pulpit. Her postoffice address is Vineland, N. Y." Augusta Bristol [1835-1910]
"THIS IS MY HOUR"
I The ferries ply like shuttles in a loom, And many barques come in across the bay To lights and bells that signal through the gloom Of twilight gray; And like the brown soft flutter of the snow The wide-winged sea-birds droop from closing skies, And hover near the water, circling low, As the day dies. The city like a shadowed castle stands, Its turrets indistinctly touching night; Like earth-born stars far fetched from faerie lands, Its lamps are bright. This is my hour, - when wonder springs anew To see the towers ascending, pale and high, And the long seaward distances of blue, And the dim sky. II This is my hour, between the day and night; The sun has set and all the world is still, The afterglow upon the distant hill Is as a holy light. This is my hour, between the sun and moon; The little stars are gathering in the sky, There is no sound but one bird's startled cry, - One note that ceases soon. The gardens and, far off, the meadow-land, Are like the fading depths beneath a sea, While over waves of misty shadows we Drift onward, hand in hand. This is my hour, that you have called your own; Its hushed beauty silently we share, - Touched by the wistful wonder in the air That leaves us so alone. III In rain and twilight mist the city street, Hushed and half-hidden, might this instant be A dark canal beneath our balcony, Like one in Venice, Sweet. The street-lights blossom, star-wise, one by one; A lofty tower the shadows have not hid Stands out - part column and part pyramid - Holy to look upon. The dusk grows deeper, and on silver wings The twilight flutters like a weary gull Toward some sea-island, lost and beautiful, Where a sea-syren sings. "This is my hour," you breathe with quiet lips; And filled with beauty, dreaming and devout, We sit in silence, while our thoughts go out - Like treasure-seeking ships.Zoe Akins [1886-