Crépuscules, Op.56 (Schmitt, Florent)

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Publisher. Info. Boston: Arthur P. Schmidt, 1913. Plate 14523.
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Work Title Crépuscules
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Composer Schmitt, Florent
Opus/Catalogue NumberOp./Cat. No. Op.56
I-Catalogue NumberI-Cat. No. IFS 26
Movements/SectionsMov'ts/Sec's 4 movements:
  1. Sur un vieux petit cimetière (Lent.  = ( = 51) environ. E minor.)
  2. Neige (Calme et doucement mélancolique.  = 59 environ. G minor.)
  3. Sylphides (Rapide et léger.  = de 158 à 182. C minor.)
  4. Solitude (Lent.  = 49 environ. F minor.)
Year/Date of CompositionY/D of Comp. 1898-1911
First Publication. 1913
Dedication Various :
  1. à Ralph Vaughan Williams
  2. à Mademoiselle Marguerite Moulins
  3. à Pierre Lucas
  4. à Madame Louis Lion
Composer Time PeriodComp. Period Early 20th century
Piece Style Romantic
Instrumentation piano

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Epigraph of N° 4. Solitude :
Mais ce qu'on aime finit toujours par se décider à vous quitter... On est seul. On est toujours seul. Tout a pour but la solitude...
Léon-Paul Fargue