"As I write I picture myself once again in the home of Gustave Doré, gazing upon that pallid face and those eyes that fascinated all listeners, whilst, beneath his apparently indifferent hands, in a wonderful variety of nuances, there moaned and wailed, murmured and roared the waves of the 'Légende de Saint François de Paule marchant sur les flots'! Never again will there be seen or heard anything to equal it."
Camille Saint-Saëns, "Liszt, the Pianist"* (в края)
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* "Outspoken Essays on Music", I, tr. Fred Rothwell
8-те минути и половина с György Cziffra, аудио:
Нечовешко
