Passing the Baton
When Beethoven reverently kissed
The pre-teenaged brow of Franz Liszt,
A musical bond
From the muses beyond
Was said from that time to exist.
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Monomania
The Piano Sonata of Liszt,
With energy hard to resist,
Develops its theme
In a way that can seem
To insist and insist and insist.
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Of the People, By the People
The Rhapsodies labeled “Hungarian”
Had themes that Liszt thought were agrarian,
But as it turned out
There isn’t a doubt
They were bourgeois and not proletarian.
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Father Forgive
Was his music just tawdry display
In a flashy and unmeaning way,
Or was it profound
With a spiritual sound
As befitted a future abbé?
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