Ludwig von Beethoven may have thought that in his music he was ex- pressing the misty complexities of the Rights of Man. In fact, he was trans- literating for his age the spirit of Soph- oclean tragedy. The pensive Beethoven was an Oedipus half awm:e of his pa- ternity, and pondering man’s fate. The thundering Beethoven was Oedipus alone, his eyes’ gore drenching his beard.
It is the reflective. Beethoven who dominates the Concerto in D Major for Violin (Opus 61). Tovey found in it a “sublime calm,” but he overstated the case-sublimity came in the last quru.·- tets or in Opus 111. But the calm and the inh’ospective are ah-eady there in a work which after long familiarity is still fresh, still moving. It speaks in long, limpid, rising figures which break and descend before they are resolved.




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