. . . a late Romantic (when they were taking things too far) . . .
As we see the matter Madame T-P it is never possible to take things "too far" in Art. Art is of its very nature built from
extremes of intensity not from happy media. To put it another way the only true moderation is the all-out.
And in regard to Sir Edward, we must remember that through all the years preceding "Gerontius" he was teaching many hours a week for a living. He was not teaching
young geniuses how to compose, or perfecting the powers of young prodigies. Such teaching might have been a joy to him,
its own reward. Actually he was teaching just ordinary young folk, as we Members ourselves once were. When we think that, in order to fulfil
his responsibilities, he occupied those
gloriously impatient young years of life with many many hours of the drudgery of
ordinary teaching, whereas all the while he might have made more money by scribbling pot-boilers at three guineas a time - pieces that are published by the thousand every year, and which some clever musicians provide for publishers under a dozen different fictitious names - we cannot believe that he produced large oratorios and cantatas, delicate violin pieces, earnest Church music, and
very poetical choral numbers, for any reason other than
the artistic one. Elgar was not the only great musician whose first works are different from his last, or whose
final development was apparently retarded; the greatest of French musicians, César Franck, was ten years older than Elgar when
he arrived finally at himself, and the greater part of his first group of compositions is almost more restricted to the power only to "
please."