Ov courze da myztery ov ‘pure muzik’ iz wikid in itzelf
but tiz intereztin to alzo cumpare/contrazt and enjoy da poetic/literary inzpirationz ov workz
Medtner’z NightWind wuz thuzly inzpired …
It is headed by an epigraph from Tyutchev’s poem Silentium , in which the poet sees chaos as man’s natural inheritance:
What are you wailing about, night wind, what are you bemoaning with such fury? What does your strange voice mean, now indistinct and plaintive, now loud? In a language intelligible to the heart you speak of torment past understanding, and you moan and at times stir up frenzied sounds in the heart!
Oh, do not sing those fearful songs about primeval native Chaos! How avidly the world of the soul at night listens to its favourite story! It strains to burst out of the mortal breast and longs to merge with the Infinite … Oh, do not wake the sleeping tempests; beneath them Chaos stirs!
Schumann’z op17 fantazie -
Schumann prefaced the work with a quote from Friedrich Schlegel:
Durch alle Töne tönet
Im bunten Erdentraum
Ein leiser Ton gezogen
Für den, der heimlich lauschet.
("Resounding through all the notes
In the earth’s colorful dream
There sounds a faint long-drawn note
For the one who listens in secret.")
And ov courze da moz INZANE(literally) haz to be da SCRIABIN
Try diz for hiz 4th Zonata -
Scriabin wrote a poem after composing this sonata that explains its meaning:[2]
In a light mist, transparent vapor
Lost afar and yet distinct
A star gleams softly.How beautiful! The bluish mystery
Of her glow
Beckons me, cradles me.O bring me to thee, far distant star!
Bathe me in trembling rays
Sweet light!Sharp desire, voluptuous and crazed yet sweet
Endlessly with no other goal than longing
I would desireBut no! I vault in joyous leap
Freely I take wing.Mad dance, godlike play!
Intoxicating, shining one!It is toward thee, adored star
My flight guides me.Mad dance, godlike play!
Intoxicating, shining one!Toward thee, created freely for me
To serve the end
My flight of liberation!In this play
Sheer caprice
In moments I forget thee
In the maelstrom that carries me
I veer from they glimmering rays.In the intensity of desire
Thou fadest
O distant goal.But ever thou shinest
As I forever desire thee!Thou expandest, Star!
Now thou art a Sun
Flamboyant Sun! Sun of Triumph!Approaching thee by my desire for thee
I lave myself in they changing waves
O joyous god.I swallow thee
Sea of light.My self-of-light
I engulf thee!
HAHAHAHAH daim!