excerpt from 'My Musical Life' pp. 478-9 (218 words)

excerpt from 'My Musical Life' pp. 478-9 (218 words)

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My Musical Life

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Is it a cloud passing over the sky? There seems to be a shuddering in the branches the light fades upon yonder sunny woodlands the foreground darkens apace. The whole scene is moving, but so slowly that it seems to change like a dissolving view. I see the two figures of Gurnemanz and Parsifal moving through the trees they are lost behind yonder rock. They emerge further off higher up. The air grows very dim; the orchestra peals louder and louder. I lose the two in the deepening twilight. The forest is changing, the land is wild and mountainous. Huge galleries and arcades, rock-hewn, loom through the dim forest; but all is growing dark. I listen to the murmurs of the "Grail” the "Spear”, the "Pain," the "Love and Faith" motives hollow murmurs, confused, floating out of the depths of lonely caves. Then I have a feeling of void and darkness, and there comes a sighing as of a soul swooning away in a trance, and a vision of waste places and wild caverns; and then through the confused dream I hear the solemn boom of mighty bells, only muffled. They keep time as to some ghostly march. I strain my eyes into the thick gloom before me. Is it a rock, or forest, or palace?

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