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viernes, 10 de febrero de 2012

IMMORTAL BELOVED-"Letters for" by Ludgwig van Beethoven-Moonlight Sonata First Movement-

Letters for-"by Ludgwig van Beethoven

"The First Letter
July 6, in the morning

My angel, my all, my very self -
Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) -
Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time -
Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine -
Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be - Love demands everything and that very justly - thus it is to me with you, and to your with me. But you forget so easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united you would feel the pain of it as little as I -
My journey was a fearful one; I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking horses the post-coach chose another route, but what an awful one; at the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was made fearful of a forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I was wrong.
The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a bottomless mud road.
Without such postilions as I had with me I should have remained stuck in the road.
Esterhazy, traveling the usual road here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four -
Yet I got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully overcome difficulties -
Now a quick change to things internal from things external.
We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few days touching my own life -
If our hearts were always close together, I would have none of these.
My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all - Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours.
The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -
Your faithful LUDWIG.

The Second Letter
Evening, Monday, July 6

You are suffering, my dearest creature - only now have I learned that letters must be posted very early in the morning on Mondays to Thursdays - the only days on which the mail-coach goes from here to K. - You are suffering -
Ah, wherever I am, there you are also - I will arrange it with you and me that I can live with you.
What a life!!! thus!!! without you - pursued by the goodness of mankind hither and thither - which I as little want to deserve as I deserve it -
Humility of man towards man - it pains me - and when I consider myself in relation to the universe, what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest - and yet - herein lies the divine in man -
I weep when I reflect that you will probably not receive the first report from me until Saturday -
Much as you love me - I love you more -
But do not ever conceal yourself from me - good night -
As I am taking the baths I must go to bed -
Oh God - so near! so far!
Is not our love truly a heavenly structure, and also as firm as the vault of heaven?

The Third Letter
Good morning, on July 7

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us -
I can live only wholly with you or not at all -
Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits -
Yes, unhappily it must be so -

You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never -
Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life -
Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection?
My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once -
Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell.
Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
Ever thine
Ever mine
Ever ours"

Ludwig van Beethoven

Full Name: Ludwig van Beethoven
Date of Birth: Baptized December 17, 1770
Place of Birth: Bonn, Germany
Died: March 26, 1827
Place of Death: Vienna, Austria

Known at an early age by his father that his son was a piano virtuoso, Ludwig van Beethoven would play the piano, create music, and improvise both day and night. 
Finally able to escape the clutches of his alcoholic father, Beethoven moved to Austria where his art was not only appreciated, but also adored.
In his early 20s, Beethoven left his two younger brothers and headed off to Vienna, where he worked as a freelance musician and composer, playing at will and finding support from various contributors, aristocrats and patrons alike. 
He didn’t want to be funded by only one noble family or a church, which was a common practice during his time, so he decided that he would use his gifts at his own choosing.
He would then not feel ‘owned’ or ‘indebted’ to anyone.
He had been educated at an early age by his father, who was also a musician in Bonn. 
Upon moving to Vienna for the first time, it was said that he performed for Mozart at the age of 15. 
At 16, he had to return home because his mother was dying of tuberculosis, known as ‘consumption’ in that period. 
It would be in between five and ten years before he would return to Vienna, which he had always kept in the back of his mind in Germany, to continue studying and playing under Joseph Haydn. 
Even with such great composers and music teachers, Beethoven surpassed their playing level, creating ballads that mixed the Romantic and Classical styles of the day.
By the age of 27, Beethoven began to go deaf. 
Within a few years, he would not be able to hear at all. 
This almost led him to suicide, but he found that he could still ‘hear’ the music inside his head. 
So, he continued composing and writing music, often publishing and selling the rights to his work for profit. Before his deafness, he stuck to many of the contemporary styles of the day, but soon wrote Pathétique and Moonlight, which would bring him much acclaim.
In his latter years, he composed his only opera, called Fidelio and went on to write quartets, including his Ninth Symphony and Missa Solemnis
While his personal life was troubled and he never married, he became the world’s most renowned composer. Suffering from ill-health for nearly twenty years, what most recently has been believed to be led poisoning, Beethoven lives on as the most recognized composer and piano virtuoso the world has ever produced.
After Beethoven's death in March 1827 two documents were discovered in his desk. 
These were the Heiligenstadt Testament and the love letters shown above. 
The passionate feelings manifested in these letters where addressed to a person unknown. 
Many have speculated over whom might be the recipient, made more difficult by the fact that there is no year or place given on the letters.
But Solomon, following Beethoven's date on the letters, his movement during the period (1812) and studying the persons close to Beethoven, has come to the solution that Antoine Brentano must be the answer, now generally accepted as being correct.
Antonie Brentano
Antonie von Birkenstock was born in Vienna on May 28, 1780, thus 10 years younger than Beethoven. She underwent eduction with the Ursuline order in Pressburg.
On July 23, 1798 she married the Frankfurt merchant Franz Brentano, 15 years her senior.
Her first child was born in 1799 but died a year later.
She then had four surviving children.
Solomon states that her marriage was unhappy.
In June 1809, Antonie's father was seriously ill in Vienna and she went there with her children in early October.
Her husband followed a short time later and set up a branch of his firm in Vienna.
In May 1810, Antonie's sister-in-law Bettina Brentano introduced her to Beethoven for the first time.
The Brentano's remained in Vienna until late in 1812 - she didn't like Frankfurt much and was ill most of the time.
During her illnesses Beethoven would often play the piano for her.
The Immortal Beloved letters were written at a time when it was evident that she would be leaving Vienna. After her departure at the end of 1812 she and Beethoven,aparently, never met again.
Antonie Brentano died in 1869 at the age of 89.

My own experience
When I first heard this composition,I was 7 years old and it was so deeply melancholic,
it brought me to the soul, a deeply sadness, that I began tocry, tears was running over my face.
My father, who was listening to this music,he asked me what was wrong...
He always remember that moment, and he says that my answer was that I imagined that the person who has played,this music also crying .
Time passed and I became interested in the biography of Beethoven,and I found the letters to the "Immortal Beloved",in which the musician bares his soul,sensitive and powerful as his music, with
 the more passionate words of authentic love, so deeper than I've read in a reading
that did not belong to the world of fiction.
Many years passed and I still feel the same .
Every time when I hear the first movements of Moonlight Sonata,I immediately associate the chords,with the letters to the Immortal Beloved.
Moonligth Sonata First Movement
(Ludwig van Beethoven performed by Valentina Lisitsa)