He had seen Gluck's works on the stage in his youth, but he could see nothing in them that was not "superannuated and childish." With all respect to Berlioz's memory, it deserved a kinder judgment than that.

When one reaches the depths of this music, although it may be at the price of some effort, he is well repaid for his pains.

There is real feeling, grandeur and even something of the picturesque in these works--as much as could be with the means at their disposal.
It is only right that we should pay tribute to Delsarte's memory.

He was a pioneer who, during his whole life, proclaimed the value of immortal works, which the world despised.

That is no slight merit..