One of the finest Philharmonics on record, at which we had the literally magic performance of the wonder of the world, Liszt, the Paganini of the pianoforte, whom I had previously heard on the 8th, when he made his début at Parry's concert; and whom I knew when a boy in England fifteen years ago. To describe his energy, effect, and execution, baffles all the public writers. In short, no one can compete with him in wildfire and electric effect, and his graces are of the highest order. So let us place him and Thalberg as the Gog and Magog of the piano, like two super-exquisite paintings; Thalberg as the sunshine, and Liszt as the storm, surpassing all other artists.