the matter too far. Of this we will give an instance.
In the year 1782 Dr. Christian Mueller of Bremen organised
concerts among the members of his family, and, already
at the beginning of the nineteenth century, Beethoven’s
name figured on the programmes. A friend of the
family, Dr. Carl Iken, who took part in the musical
proceedings, was an ardent admirer of Beethoven’s
music, and he ventured to draw up explanations and
picture-programmes of the master’s works; and
these were read out before the performances of the
works in question. It seems, indeed, that he
was the first who felt impelled to give utterance to
the poetical feelings aroused by Beethoven’s
music. Dr. Iken’s intentions were of the
best, and he may often have succeeded in throwing his
audience into the right mood. A poetical programme,
if not too fantastic, would often prove of better
effect than the most skilful of analyses. These
“Iken” programmes so delighted Dr. Mueller
that he sent several of them to the master at Vienna.
Beethoven read, but his anger was stirred. He
sent for Schindler, and dictated a letter to Dr. Mueller.
It was a friendly but energetic protest against such
treatment of his or anyone else’s music.
He drew attention to the erroneous opinions to which
it would give birth.
If explanations were needed,
he declared,
let them be limited to the general
characteristics of the compositions,[99] which
it would not be difficult for cultured musicians to
furnish. Thus relates Schindler, and there seems
no reason to doubt his word. It is to be hoped
that Dr. Mueller’s letter will one day be discovered.
It was not the plan to which Beethoven objected, but
the manner in which it was carried out.
Before quitting this subject, let us refer to one
or two sonatas concerning which there are well authenticated
utterances of the master. Schindler once asked
him for the key to the Sonatas in D minor (Op. 31,
No. 2) and F minor ("Appassionata"), and Beethoven
replied: “Read Shakespeare’s Tempest.”
The reply was laconic. Beethoven, no doubt, could
have furnished further details, but he abstained from
so doing, and in this he was perfectly justified.
Then Schindler, growing bold, ventured a further question:
“What did the master intend to express by the
Largo of the Sonata in D (Op. 10, No. 3)?” And
the latter replied that everyone felt that this Largo
described the condition of the soul of a melancholy
man, with various nuances of light and shade.
Beethoven’s quiet, dignified utterances deserve
special attention in these days of programme-music.
It is perhaps well that he did not carry out his idea
of furnishing the clue to the poetic idea underlying
his sonatas. It would, of course, have been highly
interesting to know the sources of his inspirations,
but it is terrible to think of the consequences which
would have ensued. Composers would have imitated
him, and those lacking genius would have made themselves
and their art ridiculous. Berlioz went to extremes,
but his genius saved him; and Schumann, a true poet,
though inclined to superscriptions, kept within very
reasonable lines.