The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-12-18

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Music Gains the soul. IKE a chased
dove Gains its painting heart under green
forest boughs.
think II I could have asked Shubert
when he composed his Serenade he
would have told me-"When l found my
self throbbing with indescribable emo
tons"
The angels stand in Gods presence.
and weep over the music Of their own
harps
Sometimes music is so sad it comes into
the soul Ike a bird borne over an abyss
on one bruised wing.
Then again. II enters the soul as
though hurled there by a giant and
brings thoughts too bright for human
keeping. then dies away into sweet
dreams, that pass on, with finger laid
on lip.
II makes the earth-wearied send fresh
hopes up to God.
II chains down the senses in their
cells, scourges the passions into meek
virtues. and converts the house where
worldly guests hold revel TO a cloister
trod by pure visions and upgiancing
prayers
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and the sound OF ehildren's steps.
Music is best loved-when love Is by.
1t stoopeth to tame the wild beast, yet
scars as high as God.
- II takes the cOmmOnest flesh. and
Grapes Il In the ernine of a queen.
It takes hold OF the wings of the soul,
and points them God-ward
1t is a mockingbird whose liquid full
ness pours in buoyant ecstasy.
It yearns to lead US 10 our best
Ii enters a mans soul to show him
how TO love a woman.
II is the sweet trilling of~fhe waves
low-toned and dim.
Ii is the bravery and courage on the
battleield-the little drummer boy, who
beats out. WAR TO the knife" does as
much TO win the battle, as the general
who leads his men into the fray.
1t puts into a mans soul that grand
/ conception that he shall stand forth as
| God pronounced him first.
1t is Passion. laden with memories
| tender.
II is weeping Repentance. with hands
uplifted
It is Love sobbing in his sleep.
It is the souls joy-bursting through
the body's sheath
| 1t is the lure and r.andate OF the wild.
II lies in wait for souls frail and tender.
| Crouched at the blaze OF their virginia.
splendor.
Souls to souls can never teach
What music teaches-eaeh 10 each.
ALLIE SHARPE BALCH.
We walk into the music hall and
take our seat The soft strains Of the
/ orchestra awakens within us the desire
/ to rush madly from where We are sitting
/ and upon the stage, where we can sen(
/ forth some thrilling song which viii be
witch and enthrall the audience. I dar,
/ say this is the feeling which permeate,
every one. at least every sentimental
/ person who enters a beautifully arranged
/ hall or ballroom, where the lights and
music are tremendously bent into rhythm
and where the fragrance of the soft per
/ fumed rose fills the room. and the gown;
/ displayed therein are in keeping with the
/ scene. There Is scarcely a person.
/ dare say. who has not a strong desir,
I 10 be able 10 either sing we'll or 10 per
/ form upon some instrument with skill
Unfortunately. however, music like al
/ the other fine arts, must receive az
abundance of study to render the arts
the master thereof. While we sit anC
listen to the melody of some sweet song
let Us be carried back into the studio
first with the composer Silently watcl
and listen to the intonations as they
| creep from his being, and rest beneath
/ his fingers on the keys of the instrument
4 First, il is as though some strange il
/ fusion has taken possession of him, and
/ he pOurs the feeling into his song. and
| like the wine dripping its golden drop.
/ into the glass. which sparkles and shine:
with the richness Of its mellow fruits
| he exuberantly fills the song with the
passions which sway his emotions. Nov
| then, we will step into the studio of TIT
artist who wishes TO render this compo
sition which has been lived by another
! for truly the composer lives his song
/ Like the poet he must feel his verse
| Now we will remain with the artist fol
/ while and watch the careful attention
/ he gives the minutest detail of the com
! position he wishes 10 render He will
/ go over the piece time and time again
| He will watch every feature Of the song
and he will produce every sound cor
! rectly, that is according TO the manne
| in which the song is written. but. doe
/ he live his song? The artist must stud!
| TO bring out the same feeling the com
| poser intended should be brought on
| in order to produce the emotions which
the theme Of the song intended shoult
| be produced. Music, correctly composed
/ has a theme just as a story has theme
| and. like the story. it must carry II
/ through the different phases until w
| feel its environments and become one ant
! the same Is it any wonder then tina
music plays so freely upon our emo
/ tons? Music is the succession and com
| binatiOn of sounds which please and ex
/ hilarate US; hence we see the beautiful
! dancer sweeping 10 and fro. swinging tn
i gauZe of her airy costume to the breeze
| 1t is music. Lightly she bends 10 an,
/ fro; gently she leaps from side, TO side
/ all the while her body sways to the en-
/ trancings strains Of the orchestra Yol
are dancing with her. Your heart /
| singing the strain over and over, as i
carries you WheresOever the strain be
/ longs. Perhaps it is TO your childhoo'
days, or. perchance, you are carried b.
| its sweet melody to where your hear
first plunged its treasures; or again, /
may take you back to some sad seem
you long to forget; and yet again.
may be, if the song is weird and Turing
| that there is awakened within you al
! indescribable longing for the cruel an,
vicious. because there is music which vii
produce savage desires. just as there i
music which viii inspire the gentle. ner
ciful. sympathetic, and beautiful senti
ments. Music is the embodiment of beau
/ tifuI thought, and the artist who wishe
most of thrill his listeners must en-
| deavcr to live the song just as the com
! poser did MAUDE BEATRICE TAYLOR.
| The following is true story and goei
| to show what power music has:
We were of Cape Hatteras on
| Charleston steamer one Sunday exyanin