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andreas hofer-第62部分

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representing the scene at the last performance of 〃The Creation;〃
when Haydn received the enthusiastic homage of the audience。 He then
showed them the large gold medal sent him; in 1800; from Paris; by
the two hundred and fifty musicians who; on Christmas evening in
that year; had performed 〃The Creation;〃 and thereby delighted all
Paris。 Then followed many other medals from musical societies and
conservatories; and valuable diamond rings; snuff…boxes; and
breastpins from kings and emperors。 Last; Haydn showed them; with
peculiar emotion; the diploma of citizenship which the city of
Vienna had conferred on him: It was contained in a silver case; and
its sight caused his eyes even now to flash with the most intense
satisfaction。

He had placed on the table before him every piece; after showing it
to them and explaining its meaning; and now that all the treasures
were spread out before him; he contemplated them with a blissful
smile; and nodded to them as if to dear old friends。

〃Do not laugh at me;〃 he said; lifting his eyes to Iffland; almost
beseechingly。 〃I am fondly attached to these things; and hence it
delighted me to look at them from time to time with my friends。 You
will say they are the playthings of an old man。 But they are more
than that to me; on beholding them; I think of my past life; and my
recollections render me young again for a few moments。 After my
death all these things will pass into dear hands; and I hope that;
when I am slumbering in my grave; my souvenirs will be carefully
preserved and honored if only for my sake。〃 'Footnote: Haydn
bequeathed all his trinkets and manuscripts to the Esterhazy family;
who had honored him so highly during his whole life。'

〃I hope the day is distant when Germany will have to lament the
death of her favorite; Joseph Haydn;〃 exclaimed Iffland。

〃That day is close at hand;〃 said Haydn; calmly; 〃I feel to…day more
distinctly than ever before that my end is drawing nigh。 My strength
is exhausted。〃

〃Let us go;〃 whispered Schmid; pointing to Haydn; who had feebly
sunk back into his easy…chair; and was leaning his pale head against
the cushions。

Iffland fixed his eyes for a long time with an expression of heart…
felt grief on the groaning; broken form reposing in the easy…chair。

〃And that is all that is left of a great composer; of a genius who
delighted the whole world!〃 he sighed。 〃Ah; what a fragile shell our
body is; a miserable dwelling for the soul living in it! Come; my
friend; let us softly leave the room。 Only I would like to take a
souvenir with me; a flower from the bouquet which Haydn held in his
hands。 May I venture to take one?〃

At this moment Haydn opened his eyes again; and fixed them with a
gentle expression on Iffland。 〃I heard all you said;〃 he remarked;
〃but I was too feeble to speak。 You wish to get one of my flowers?
No; you shall have them all。〃

He took the bouquet; looked at it tenderly; and buried his whole
face for a moment in the flowers; and then handed it to Iffland with
a gentle smile。

〃Farewell;〃 he said; 〃remember me on looking at these flowers。 I
would I had known you in happier days; when I should have been able
to enjoy your genius and admire your art。 You must be a great actor;
for you have a wonderfully sonorous and pliable voice。 I should like
to hear you declaim; even though you should recite but a few
verses。〃

〃Permit me; then; to recite the lines in which Wieland celebrated
your 'Creation;'〃 said Iffland; and; advancing a few steps; holding
the bouquet in his hand; and fixing his gleaming eyes on Haydn; who
gazed at him with a gentle smile; Iffland recited in his full
sonorous voice Wieland's beautiful lines:

 〃Wie stroem't dein wogender Gesang
 In uns're Herzen ein! Wir sehen
 Der Schoepfung maecht'gen Gang;
 Den Hauch des Herrn auf dem Gewaesser wehen;
 Jetzt durch ein blitzend Wort das erste Licht entstehen;
 Und die Gestirne sich durch ihre Bahnen drehen;
 Wie Baum und Pflanze wird; wie sich der Berg erhebt;
 Und froh des Lebens sich die jungen Thiere regen。
 Der Donner rollet uns entgegen;
 Der Regen saeuselt; jedes Wesen strebt
 In's Dasein; und bestimmt; des Schoepfers Werk zu kroenen
 Sehn wir das erste Paar; gefuehrt von Deinen Toenen。
 Oh; jedes Hochgefuehl; das in dem Herzen schlief;
 Ist wach! Wer rufet nicht: wie schoen ist diese Erde?
 Und schoener; nun ihr Herr anch dich in's Dasein rief;
 Auf dass sein Werk vollendet werde!〃


 'Footnote:
 〃Thy wondrous song in melting strains
 To our mute hearts swift entrance gains;
 By magical yet unfelt force;
 We see creation's mighty course:
 The firmament appears in space
 God breathes upon the water's face。
 One flashing word bids primal light appear;
 Revolving stars begin their vast career;
 Upheaving mountains now are seen;
 Tall trees and tender herbage green;
 Young animals to being rise;
 And animate by living cries;
 We hear the mighty thunder roar;
 And rains in gushing torrents pour。
 All creatures struggle into life; and stand
 Before our eyes; fresh from their Maker's hand;
 The first pair; led by thy sweet tones。
 Now waked by inspiration's art;
 Enthusiasm stirs our heart。
 Who cries not; 'Earth is passing fair!'
 Yet far more fair her Maker is;
 How perfect every work of his!〃

After concluding his recitation; Iffland approached the old man
quickly; knelt down before him and imprinted a kiss on his clasped
hands。 Then; without adding another word; he rose; and; walking
backward as if before a king; approached the door; opened it softly;
and went out; followed by Schmid。 'Footnote: The whole account of
this interview between Joseph Haydn and Iffland is in strict
accordance with Iffland's own report of it in his 〃Theatre…Almanac;〃
pp。 181…207。'

〃Farewell!〃 exclaimed Haydn; in a deeply…moved voice; and sank back
in the easy…chair。 Profound silence now reigned around him; but all
at once this silence was broken by a thundering crash; which caused
the windows to rattle and shook the walls。 The deafening noise was
repeated again and again; and rolled through the air like the angry
voice of God。

And now the door opened; and Conrad and Kate; the aged servant…
woman; rushed into the room。 〃Ah; master; master; it is all up now;
and we are all lost! The Austrians and the French are in force close
to Vienna; and the battle has already commenced。〃

〃The battle has commenced!〃 exclaimed Joseph Haydn; rising from his
easy…chair; and lifting his hand to heaven。 〃The battle has
commenced! Good and great God in heaven; protect our fatherland; and
grant Austria a glorious victory over her arrogant foe! Do not allow
Austria and Germany to succumb; help us to defeat the proud enemy
who has humiliated and oppressed us so long! O Lord my God; shield
the honor of Germany and Austria! Protect the emperor!〃

And Joseph Haydn walked through the room with the vigor and alacrity
of a youth; dropped his hands on the keys of the piano; and began to
play in full concords the melody of his imperial hymn; 〃Gott erhalte
Franz den Kaiser!〃 Conrad and Kate stood behind him; singing in a
low; tremulous tone; but outside; the booming of artillery continued
incessantly; and they heard also the cries of the people who were
hurrying in dismay through the streets; and the tolling of all the
church…bells; which called upon the Viennese to pray to God。

All at once Haydn paused in the middle of the tune; his hands
dropped from the。 keys; a long sigh burst from his lips; and he sank
fainting into the arms of his faithful Conrad。 His servants carried
him to his couch; and soon succeeded in restoring him to
consciousness。 He opened his eyes slowly; and his first glance fell
upon Conrad; who stood weeping at his bedside。

〃The nightingale was right; my end is drawing nigh;〃 he said; with a
faint smile。 〃But I will not die before learning that the Austrians
have defeated the enemy; and that my emperor has gained a battle。〃

And in truth Joseph Haydn's strong will once more over…powered
death; which had already touched him with its finger。 He raised
himself upon his couch; he would not die while Austria was
struggling on the reeking; gory field of battle for the regeneration
or her end。

Two days followed; two dreadful days of uncertainty and terror; they
heard incessantly the booming of artillery; but although the
Viennese gazed down from their church…steeples all day; they were
unable to discern any thing。 Tremendous clouds of smoke covered the
country all around; and wrapped the villages of Aspern and Essling
and the island of Lobau in an impenetrable veil of mist。

Joseph Haydn passed these days; the 21st and 22d of May; in silent
grief and gentle resignation; he prayed often; and played his
imperial hymn three times a day。

Thus the morning of the 22d of May had come。 Conrad had gone into
the street to ask for news; for the booming of artillery had ceased;
and the battle wars over。 〃Which side was victorious?〃 That was the
question which caused all to tremble; and which filled all hearts
with intense anxiety。

Haydn's heart; too; was full of grave anxiety; and; to overcome his
impatience till Conrad's return; he had caused Kate t
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