Part 11 (2/2)

Of hobbies or recreations he appears to have had none, though, to relieve the dull monotony of life at Eisenstadt or Esterhaz, he occasionally indulged in hunting and fis.h.i.+ng and mountain rambles. A leading trait in his character was his humour and love of fun. As he remarked to Dies: ”A mischievous fit comes over me sometimes that is perfectly beyond control.” The incident of the removal of the fellow chorister's pig-tail will at once recur to the memory. The ”Surprise”

Symphony is another ill.u.s.tration, to say nothing of the ”Toy” Symphony and ”Jacob's Dream.”

His Generosity

Of his generosity and his kindness to fellow artists there are many proofs. In 1800 he speaks of himself as having ”willingly endeavoured all my life to a.s.sist everyone,” and the words were no empty boast. No man was, in fact, more ready to perform a good deed. He had many needy relations always looking to him for aid, and their claims were seldom refused. A brother artist in distress was sure of help, and talented young men found in him a valuable friend, equally ready to give his advice or his gold, as the case might require. That he was sometimes imposed upon goes without saying. He has been charged with avarice, but the charge is wholly unfounded. He was simply careful in money matters, and that, to a large extent, because of the demands that were constantly being made upon him. In commercial concerns he was certainly sharp and shrewd, and attempts to take advantage of him always roused his indignation. ”By heavens!” he writes to Artaria, ”you have wronged me to the extent of fifty ducats.... This step must cause the cessation of all transactions between us.” The same firm, having neglected to answer some business proposition, were pulled up in this fas.h.i.+on: ”I have been much provoked by the delay, inasmuch as I could have got forty ducats from another publisher for these five pieces, and you make too many difficulties about a matter by which, in such short compositions, you have at least a thirty fold profit. The sixth piece has long had its companion, so pray make an end of the affair and send me either my music or my money.”

The Haydn of these fierce little notes is not the gentle recluse we are apt to imagine him. They show, on the contrary, that he was not wanting in spirit when occasion demanded. He was himself upright and honest in all his dealings. And he never forgot a kindness, as more than one entry in his will abundantly testifies. He was absolutely without malice, and there are several instances of his repaying a slight with a generous deed or a thoughtful action. His practical tribute to the memory of Werner, who called him a fop and a ”scribbler of songs,” has been cited. His forbearance with Pleyel, who had allowed himself to be pitted against him by the London faction, should also be recalled; and it is perhaps worth mentioning further that he put himself to some trouble to get a pa.s.sport for Pleyel during the long wars of the French Revolution.

He carried his kindliness and gentleness even into ”the troubled region of artistic life,” and made friends where other men would have made foes.

Unspoiled by Success

His modesty has often been insisted upon. Success did not spoil him. In a letter of 1799 he asks that a certain statement in his favour should not be mentioned, lest he ”be accused of conceit and arrogance, from which my Heavenly Father has preserved me all my life long.” Here he spoke the simple truth. At the same time, while entirely free from presumption and vanity, he was perfectly alive to his own merits, and liked to have them acknowledged. When visitors came to see him nothing gave him greater pleasure than to open his cabinets and show the medals, that had been struck in his honour, along with the other gifts he had received from admirers. Like a true man of genius, as Pohl says, he enjoyed distinction and fame, but carefully avoided ambition.

High Ideals

Of his calling and opportunities as an artist he had a very high idea.

Acknowledging a compliment paid to him in 1802 by the members of the Musical Union in Bergen, he wrote of the happiness it gave him to think of so many families susceptible of true feeling deriving pleasure and enjoyment from his compositions.

”Often when contending with the obstacles of every sort opposed to my work, often when my powers both of body and mind failed, and I felt it a hard matter to persevere in the course I had entered on, a secret feeling within me whispered, 'There are but few contented and happy men here below; everywhere grief and care prevail, perhaps your labours may one day be the source from which the weary and worn or the man burdened with affairs may derive a few moments' rest and refreshment.' What a powerful motive to press onwards! And this is why I now look back with heartfelt, cheerful satisfaction on the work to which I have devoted such a long succession of years with such persevering efforts and exertions.”

With this high ideal was combined a constant effort to perfect himself in his art. To Kalkbrenner he once made the touching remark: ”I have only just learned in my old age how to use the wind instruments, and now that I do understand them I must leave the world.” To Griezinger, again, he said that he had by no means exhausted his genius: that ”ideas were often floating in his mind, by which he could have carried the art far beyond anything it had yet attained, had his physical powers been equal to the task.”

His Piety

Closely, indeed inseparably, connected with this exalted idea of his art was his simple and sincere piety. He was a devout Christian, and looked upon his genius as a gift from G.o.d, to be freely used in His service.

His faith was never a.s.sailed with doubts; he lived and died in the communion of the Catholic Church, and was ”never in danger of becoming either a bigot or a free-thinker.” When Carpani, antic.i.p.ating latter-day criticism, hinted to him that his Church compositions were impregnated with a light gaiety, he replied: ”I cannot help it; I give forth what is in me. When I think of the Divine Being, my heart is, so full of joy that the notes fly off as from a spindle, and as I have a cheerful heart He will pardon me if I serve Him cheerfully.”

His reverent practice during the composition of ”The Creation” has been mentioned. ”Never was I so pious,” he said. There are many proofs of the same feeling in his correspondence and other writings. Thus he concludes an autobiographical sketch with the words: ”I offer up to Almighty G.o.d all eulogiums, for to Him alone do I owe them. My sole wish is neither to offend against my neighbour nor my gracious prince, but above all not against our merciful G.o.d.” Again, in one of his later letters, he says ”May G.o.d only vouchsafe to grant me the health that I have hitherto enjoyed, and may I preserve it by good conduct, out of grat.i.tude to the Almighty.” The note appended to the first draft of his will is also significant. Nor in this connection should we forget the words with which he inscribed the scores of his more important compositions. For the conclusion he generally adopted Handel's ”Soli Deo Gloria” or ”Laus Deo,” with the occasional addition of ”et B.V. Mae. et Oms. Sis. (Beatae Virgini Mariae et Omnibus Sanctis).” Even his opera scores were so inscribed, one indeed having the emphatic close: ”Laus omnipotenti Deo et Beatissimae Virgini Mariae.” The superscription was uniformly ”In nomine Domini.” It is recorded somewhere that when, in composing, he felt his inspiration flagging, or was baulked by some difficulty, he rose from the instrument and began to run over his rosary. In short, not to labour the point, he had himself followed the advice which, as an old man, he gave to the choirboys of Vienna: ”Be good and industrious and serve G.o.d continually.”

His Industry

The world has seen many an instance of genius without industry, as of industry without genius. In Haydn the two were happily wedded. He was always an early riser, and long after his student days were over he worked steadily from sixteen to eighteen hours a day. He lived strictly by a self-imposed routine, and was so little addicted to what Scott called ”bed-gown and slipper tricks,” that he never sat down to work or received a visitor until he was fully dressed. He had none of Wagner's luxurious tastes or Balzac's affectations in regard to a special attire for work, but when engaged on his more important compositions he always wore the ring given him by the King of Prussia. In Haydn's case there are no incredible tales of das.h.i.+ng off scores in the twinkling of an eye. That he produced so much must be attributed to his habit of devoting all his leisure to composition. He was not a rapid worker if we compare him with Handel and Mozart. He never put down anything till he was ”quite sure it was the right thing”--a habit of mind indicated by his neat and uniform handwriting [”His notes had such little heads and slender tails that he used, very properly, to call them his, flies'

legs.”--Bombet, p. 97.]--and he a.s.sures us: ”I never was a quick writer, and always composed with care and deliberation. That alone,” he added, ”is the way to compose works that will last, and a real connoisseur can see at a glance whether a score has been written in undue haste or not.”

He is quoted as saying that ”genius is always prolific.” However the saying may be interpreted, there does not seem to have been about him anything of what has been called the irregular dishabille of composers, ”the natural result of the habit of genius of watching for an inspiration, and encouraging it to take possession of the whole being when it comes.”

Habits of Composition

His practice was to sketch out his ideas roughly in the morning, and elaborate them in the afternoon, taking pains to preserve unity in idea and form. ”That is where so many young composers fail,” he said in reference to the latter point. ”They string together a number of fragments; they break off almost as soon as they have begun, and so at the end the listener carries off no definite impression.” The importance of melody he specially emphasized. ”It is the air which is the charm of music,” he remarked, ”and it is that which is most difficult to produce.

The invention of a fine melody is the work of genius.” In another place he says: ”In vocal composition, the art of producing beautiful melody may now almost be considered as lost; and when a composer is so fortunate as to throw forth a pa.s.sage that is really melodious, he is sure, if he be not sensible of its excellence, to overwhelm and destroy it by the fullness and superfluity of his instrumental parts.” [Compare Mozart's words as addressed to Michael Kelly: ”Melody is the essence of music. I should liken one who invents melodies to a n.o.ble racehorse, and a mere contrapuntist to a hired post-hack.”]

He is stated to have always composed with the aid of the pianoforte or harpsichord; and indeed we find him writing to Artaria in 1788 to say that he has been obliged to buy a new instrument ”that I might compose your clavier sonatas particularly well.” This habit of working out ideas with the a.s.sistance of the piano has been condemned by most theorists as being likely to lead to fragmentariness. With Haydn at any rate the result was entirely satisfactory, for, as Sir Hubert Parry points out, the neatness and compactness of his works is perfect. It is very likely, as Sir Hubert says, that most modern composers have used the pianoforte a good deal--not so much to help them to find out their ideas, as to test the details and intensify their musical sensibility by the excitant sounds, the actual sensual impression of which is, of course, an essential element in all music. The composer can always hear such things in his mind, but obviously the music in such an abstract form can never have quite as much effect upon him as when the sounds really strike upon his ear. [See Studies of Great Composers, by C. Hubert H. Parry, p.

109.]

No Pedant

Like all the really great composers, Haydn was no pedant in the matter of theoretical formulae, though he admitted that the rigid rules of harmony should rarely be violated, and ”never without the compensation of some inspired effect.” When he was asked according to what rule he had introduced a certain progression, he replied ”The rules are all my very obedient humble servants.” With the quint-hunters and other faddists who would place their shackles on the wrists of genius, he had as little patience as Beethoven, who, when told that all the authorities forbade the consecutive fifths in his C Minor Quartet, thundered out: ”Well, I allow them.” Somebody once questioned him about an apparently unwarranted pa.s.sage in the introduction to Mozart's Quartet in C Major.

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