So we assembled the instruments, Stockhausen, the baritone, was made the leader of the little orchestra, and Madame Viardot sang the cantata.

I suspect that the author had never heard his work sung in any such manner.

I cherish the memory of that day as one of the most precious in my musical career.

My mother and M.Viardot were the only listeners to this exceptional exhibition.

We did not dare to repeat it before hearers who were not ready for it.