The southern press. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1850-1852, 1851-03-27

II We lind the following peetical and dis
eliminating cirtique on the Swedish sonpstress
in the Mobile Tribune We think we cannot
be mistaken In attributing il TO the gifted
Madame LIZ vERr Of that city
JENNY ASp Tonight viii be the last OPP
poStuniiy our citizens will have Of hearing this
delightful aud wonderful songstress To-mcr-
row she quits us forever leaving, however i'm
pressions on thousands Of hearts, which no time
can ever eliace. Many eulogies have been written
upon her style, and glowing descriptions given
1t The effect OF her singing upon the listeners.
Among them, none appears to Us to be written
with more enthusiastic spirit, and at the same
time discriminating taste, than the following,
which is the production of |, lady of AfDbe pos
sessing one of the most cultivated minds in the
country, aud admired for her grace and accom-
pshments. The sketch Was made in her note
book Immediately OH returning from the first
concert, and being subsequently produced in
order to compare with the impressions of others,
a copy was permitted to be published
Words cannot shadow forth the resistless
charm Of her won !erful voice; music gushes
from her throat in rills Of song, until the whole
threatre is full of melody.
I'm the trio with the flutes, her voice scars far
above their sweetest or clearest tones With
merry gee, she seems to revel and sport amid
the higher notes, and mocks, with playful grace,
all efforts of the Instruments to follow her wan
derings, in her own realm of song
"rhe Mountain Song" is miracle of sound.
In it, she initiates the herdsman's call to his
flocks, and the echo which the hills give back
again. The last long sustained note is enchant-
ing. 1t is low, soft, and wild. 1t swelIs around
yon--now above. now below--until the air rings
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Of earth or of air, have ever listened to, save
the "mysterious music" which haunts the shores
of Pascagoua bay.
The "Birding Song" is exquisite. The joyous
warbling of the bird is as perfectly heard rs
though you wandered amid the deep forest
glades of Sweden. When she sings this melody
her face is lighted up with beautiful smile, and
the sweet words, g am singing, must be sing
ing" fall like precious gems from her rosy lips
| Her Italian music is rendered with science and
the artistic skill Of perfect musician. Wonder
is excited at the remarkable power of her clarion
| like voice the tones are delightful, but they do
not warm the heart. Like the aurora borealis
Of Northern climes, it is exquisite in its beauty
but it is cold as moonlight upon the SNOW
Hence, in Italian music, would not style her the
Queen Of Song" but in the melodies of her
native land, in the wild music of Germany, she
is pre-emnent, and reaches heights unat.ainable
by any but herself In the uniqueness-in the
sparkling brightness of her own music, there is
perfection which no other vocalist has ever
approached. It's irresistibly charming A pure
and gentle feeling possesses the heart as you
listen. The tones of her voice come upon the
senses like the flaming of the rai,l-drops-like the
moonlight of snmmer-like the breeze from
Southern seas. Her music never awakens pas
sionate emotions in the soul, or induces the
"pulses' wild play. It's influence is soothing
and refined.
At all the concerts, her opening song is in
Italian, and am persuaded no one has ever
heard her first song without sensation Of dis
appointment, which, however, quickly changes
into admiration when her own songs come to
the ear She steals into the heart-she does moi
take it by coup de main