Category: VOLUME II, No. 5

Was it for this…(Wordsworth, The Prelude) Hamlet: Give us the foils…King: Give them the foils…(Shakespeare, Hamlet) O joy! that in our embersIs something that doth live…… those obstinate questioningsOf sense and outward things,Fallings from us, vanishings;Blank misgivings of a CreatureMoving about in worlds not realized,High instincts, before which our mortal NatureDid

A New Exhibition at the Budapest Museum of Fine Arts Hundreds of mummies were bought in markets in Egypt in the late 19th century, and transported to North America and various European countries, including Hungary. That was easy in those days. Egypt seemed to be overflowing with mummies, and there

Music is a realm of the human spirit – a realm perhaps a bit undervalued at the moment – that can reveal a great deal to us and offer insights into matters of fundamental essence. This aspect of music was perhaps most spectacularly evident in the revolutionary periods of the

Over the course of the 20th century, and in particular in the latter half, Ferenc Liszt, who during his lifetime and even decades after his death had been known primarily as an unrivaled virtuoso, began to enjoy new fame as an innovative composer. Musicians and music historians began to discover

Now, not St. Gellért but St. Gellért’s maid,1 sing in my room – my mind – as twilight fades, your lips the first to sound Hungarian song under those twilit trees you sang among. The Tartar in your features, faint to trace, is still our secret, binds us to that