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her Swedish songs. They were so peculiar and so 

 bewitching, that, uttered by such a purely feminine 

 being, they exercised an omnipotent sway. The 

 whole of Copenhagen was enraptured. The first 

 artist to whom the Danish students gave a serenade 

 was Jenny Lind. Torches blazed around the villa 

 where the serenade was given. She came out and 

 expressed her thanks by singing one of her Swedish 

 songs. I saw her then hasten into the darkest comer 

 of the room we were in, and weep from emotion. 

 ' Yes, yes,' she said, ' I will exert myself. You shall 

 see that I will be better qualified when I again visit 

 Copenhagen,' 



u In her public exhibitions she is the great artist 

 who rises above all that are around her. In her own 

 chamber she is a young and sensitive girl, possessed 

 with all the humility and piety of a child. In Copen- 

 hagen her advent made an epoch in the history of our 

 opera. She showed our art in all its sanctity. I 

 had beheld one of its vestals. She returned to 

 Stockholm. Thence Frederika Bremer wrote to me : 

 ' We are both of us agreed as to Jenny Lind as a 

 singer. She stands as high as any artist of our time 

 well can stand. But as yet you do not know her in 

 her real greatness. Speak to her of art, and you 



