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flattering to me; still I wish I could fly for a time to Vienna, to have
more peace to work, for the noise in the streets, and the cries of the
common people selling their wares, is intolerable. I am still working at
symphonies, as the libretto of the opera is not yet decided on, but in
order to be more quiet, I intend to engage an apartment some little way
out of town. I would gladly write more at length, but I fear losing this
opportunity. With kindest regards to your husband, Fraulein Pepi, and
all the rest, I am, with sincere esteem, etc.,

HAYDN.

P.S.--I have a request to make. I think I must have left my symphony in
E flat, that you returned to me, in my room at home, or mislaid it on
the journey. I missed it yesterday, and being in pressing need of it, I
beg you urgently to procure it for me, through my kind friend, Herr v.
Kees. Pray have it copied out in your own house, and send it by post as
soon as possible. If Herr v. Kees hesitates about this, which I don't
think likely, pray send him this letter. My address is, M. Haydn, 18
Great Pulteney Street, London.

To Frau v. Genzinger.

LONDON, Sept. 17, 1791.

MY HIGHLY ESTEEMED FRIEND,

I have received no reply to my two letters of July 3, entrusted to
the care of a composer, Herr Diettenhofer, by whom I likewise sent the
pianoforte arrangement of an andante in one of my new symphonies. Nor
have I any answer either about the symphony in E flat, that I wished to
get. I can now no longer delay inquiring after your own health, as
well as that of your husband, and all your dear family. Is that odious
proverb, "Out of sight, out of mind," to prove true everywhere? Oh no!
urgent affairs or the loss of my letter and the symphony are, no doubt,
the cause of your silence. I feel assured of Herr von Kees's willingness
to send the symphony, as he said he would do so in his letter; so
it seems we shall both have to deplore a loss, and must trust to
Providence. I flatter myself I shall receive a short answer to this.
Now, my dear, good, kind lady, what is your piano about? Is a thought of
Haydn sometimes recalled by your fair hand? Does my sweet Fraulein
Pepi ever sing poor "Ariadne"? Oh yes! I seem to hear it even here,
especially during the last two months, when I have been residing in
the country, amid lovely scenery, with a banker, whose heart and family
resemble the Genzingers, and where I live as in a monastery. God be
praised! I am in good health, with