The Whig standard. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1843-1844, 1844-01-15
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Mr.. HEWITT'S CONCERT FOR THE POOR

uidis III his I" MASK OF COmus, makes the hero
wiic-had been listening to the raptures" Of
The Lady's" song, exclaim:
How sweetly did they Airt upon the wings
OF Silence through the empty yaulted night;
At every fall smoothing the raven down 81
OF Darkness-till it smiled! have oft heard
MY mother Gree and the Syrens three,
Among the Aower-kirtIed Naides
Culling their potent herbs and baleful drugs,
Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul
And lap it in Elysum.'
Never have we felt strongly the poetry of
this passage from the old minstrel Of Paradise, as
on Thursday evening last, at the concert for the
benefit of the poor" by the young ladies' (and
gentemcn) of Mr. Hewitts Academy of Music
The large assemblage of little girls and young
ladies', "a dressed in spotless white," at once
prepossessed the mind in favor Of the programme
Of the placard.
The preliminary miscellaneous pieces were ac-
complished chiefly by the !. little ones" encour-
aged by the presence of their good and amiable
teacher; and they were done with remarkable
skill, and with winning modesty and grace. The
concluding chorus of the miscellanies, "To the
Mountain" came like the thrilling melody Of
voices, which, a long time ago." in the sunny
Sabbath's OF the summer time, were wont to
cheer the greenwood of our own sweet mountain
home. a
THE SEASONS.
How beautiful oh, how beautiful is the broad
green earth of our Inheritance. Its beauty and
its loneliness, through all the changes "of the
rolling year," were most wildly portrayed to
our minds, eye, Horatio,'' in the progress of
that delightful oratorio, of " the Seasons" The
opening chorus Farewell! farewell!" at once
awakened wish, and hope, and half convic-
ton, that the shade of Thomson might be "amongst
US" sitting complacently in some corner unseen,
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his qualification to himself
Come gentle SPRING-ethereal mildness, come,
And from the bosom Of yon dripping cloud,
While music wakes around, yelled in shower
vi shadoWing roses, on our plains descend"
Or, softly soliloquizing:
"'Ts beauty all, and grateful song around''
The several choruses chosen in the representa-
ton of 6 the Seasons" through the medium of a
choir, were all SO excellently adapted to their
specific season, in the spirit of the poetry and of
music, that we forget our favorite. The fact is,
we were completely magnetzed. Mr.. Webster's
man Friday, yclept the "Great Frederick" never
saw in one of his stupid Mesmeric visions, the
half that REQUIRED to our memory under the mag
netic influence Of the concert herein beforemen-
toned. "See the summer sun is shining" by
Strauss, reminded us of the "wild and winding
Rhine - and of its frequent feudal towers -
and of = it's Wales of vintage bowers and of their
singing girls; while the chorus, by Hewitt, Of
softly with noseless tread" brought to our
mind the chorus Of amelia" of Louisville:
/" Oh! my heart is away where my infancy flew
On the green messy banks where the butter-cups
grew"
$50 where the bee,'' from Auber, carried us
off to the enchanted Island of the Tempest, to
the innocent and loving Miranda and created a
regret that we had been denied the pleasure of
that young ladys acquaintance. "The Echo cho-
rus and Solo-Down in yonder rocky vale,' from
Rossini-that most exquisite composition, was
very prettily done Yet strange as may seem the
association, we were at once by the side of Os-
sian. Il stood near the hall of my fathers-the
wind howled through its empty courts. Iasked,
the friend Of YOUTH where are they!' and echo
answered, Where vD
Birds in the wildwoods," to chorus from
Rossini, transported US to that little log school
house among the mountains of Virginia, and our
felow-scholars, nearly all married now excepting
your deponent; bnt NUNS the word. And there
was the little girl with the large blue eyes, that
we lifted out of the drink" and loved her ever
after until she stole those peaches from our white
wool hat. And there was the pug nosed g Clay
pole" OF an urchin we clicked" for robbing
"ficker's" nest in the old walnut tree for we
pride IN the "Reminiscences that we held when a
boy the robbery of BIRDS nest sufficient prov
ocation for declaration Of war. In short, though
the pieces Of the oratorio-the past of our own
history, of what we had seen, and felt, and read
and dreamed of, and enjoyed, and talked of, and
hoped for, and expected, and didn't get--all the
little sunny spots of the landscape developed
themselves to our imagination under the fascina-
tons of the sweet voices Of Mr. Hewitt's fair
pupils.
But, as Mrs. Montague was accustomed to say,
/" can't look over this horrid long letter without
praying your indulgence" Every part of the du-
ties Of the evening were agreeably accomplished,
excepting the unrectifed lard oil in the astrals.
The smoke from them arose like cloud of in.
cense; nor can we give certificate that it's in
halation lis as sovereign remedy" for the
grippe Pease's double-distilled, concentrated,
clarified essence Of the extract of the greyhound
candy. Enough said, quite enough.
Modesty, BACHELOR Boz
P.S. Though there was full house, we should |
say the concert was as great benefit to the Wis
tiers as it would have been to the poor at double
the price of the passport