Paris in 1825. "Play me something," said the pale, sarcastic genius of twenty, the already famous Liszt. Von Lenz played Aufforderung zum Tanz* and then other music by Weber. The glitter of a dagger in the sun was in the eyes of Liszt, and he put down his long Turkish pipe, amazed. He had never heard of Weber's piano music, and he solemnly pledged eternal gratitude to Von Lenz from Riga for having introduced to him such beauty. He had known only Weber's universally popular opera Frieschütz. And young Weber had been dead...
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