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Updated: June 1, 2025
He recalled the fact that in its rear façade there was a secret door through which one might penetrate to the interior of the chamber where Muzio had been lying that morning. He stole up to that door, found it unlocked, and pushing aside the folds of a heavy curtain, darted in an irresolute glance. Muzio was no longer lying on the rug.
mumbled Muzio, in a singsong, as though in a state of unconsciousness. Fabio retreated a couple of paces, fixed his eyes on Muzio, meditated for a space ... and returned to his house, to the bed-chamber. With her head inclined upon her shoulder, and her arms helplessly outstretched, Valeria was sleeping heavily.
Muzio Clementi, the Earliest Virtuoso, strictly speaking, as a Pianist. Born in Rome in 1752. Scion of an Artistic Family. First Musical Training. Rapid Development of his Talents. Composes Contrapuntal Works at the Age of Fourteen. Early Studies of the Organ and Harpsichord. Goes to England to complete his Studies. Creates an Unequaled Furore in London. John Christian Bach's Opinion of Clementi.
One fine autumnal day Fabio was putting the finishing touches to the picture of his Cecilia; Valeria was sitting at the organ, and her fingers were wandering over the keys.... Suddenly, contrary to her own volition, from beneath her fingers rang out that Song of Love Triumphant which Muzio had once played, and at that same instant, for the first time since her marriage, she felt within her the palpitation of a new, germinating life.... Valeria started and stopped short....
Side by side with her mother sat Valeria in the centre of an elegant tribune, erected after drawings by Palladius on the principal square of Ferrara for the most honourable ladies of the city. Both Fabio and Muzio fell passionately in love with her that day; and as they concealed nothing from each other, each speedily learned what was going on in his comrade's heart.
Petersburg, and had not honored an Italian stage with a new work for ten years. But the suggestion that he state his terms embarrassed him. So he wrote to his friend Muzio and asked him what to do. Muzio had acquired much more worldly wisdom than ever came to the share of the great genius, and he replied sententiously: "Demand 4000 pounds sterling for your score.
On the following day Muzio disappeared early in the morning, and Valeria informed her husband that she intended to betake herself to the neighbouring monastery, where dwelt her spiritual father an aged and stately monk, in whom she cherished unbounded confidence.
In reply Muzio ordered the Malay to bring him his Indian violin. It resembled those of the present day, only, instead of four strings it had three; a bluish snake-skin was stretched across its top, and the slender bow of reed was semi-circular in form, and on its very tip glittered a pointed diamond.
"Then," pursued Muzio, "I woke up and played that song." "But who was the woman?" said Fabio. "Who was she? The wife of an East Indian. I met her in the city of Delhi.... She is no longer among the living. She is dead." "And her husband?" asked Fabio, without himself knowing why he did so. "Her husband is dead also, they say. I soon lost sight of them." "Strange!" remarked Fabio.
Three hours later Antonio presented himself before him with the report that everything was ready, all the things were packed, and Signor Muzio was preparing to depart. Without uttering a word in answer to his servant, Fabio stepped out on the terrace, whence the pavilion was visible.
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