While Vivaldi penned hundreds of concertos, he is most famous for the set of four grouped under the title
Le quattro
stagioni
, or The Four Seasons. The work was popular in Europe throughout Vivaldi’s lifetime; as one critic wrote in
1740, “Who does not know the Four Seasons of Antonio Vivaldi?” Ironically, modern audiences didn’t—until the collection
was revived during the 1960s. The Four Seasons presents a fascinating tension between the standard musical structure
composers used during the Baroque era and Vivaldi’s creative instincts. All four concertos fulfill the basic
requirements of the genre: they consist of three movements (fast—slow—fast) with ritornello (returning or repeating)
sections for the orchestra and flashy solo passages. Sonnets published with each concerto drive the musical content,
however. While it is unknown whether Vivaldi wrote the sonnets before or after the music, each poem has a three-part
structure that corresponds nicely with the fast-slow-fast concerto form.
In the second concerto, L’estate (Summer), the opening Allegro con moto (Energetic, with motion) begins amidst
oppressive heat. A few birds manage to sing cautiously despite the blazing sun, yet their halting calls fill the
shepherd with dread. The second movement, Adagio e piano—Presto e forte (Slow and soft—Fast and loud), depicts the
shepherd’s growing awareness that a violent storm is approaching. The storm arrives in the concluding Presto, with
thunder, lightning, and violent hailstorms that flatten the ripened corn.
Allegro non molto
Under the heat of the burning summer sun,
Languish man and flock; the pine is parched.
The cuckoo finds its voice, and suddenly,
The turtledove and goldfinch sing.
A gentle breeze blows,
But suddenly, the north wind appears.
The shepherd weeps because, overhead,
Lies the fierce storm, and his destiny.
Adagio e piano
His tired limbs are deprived of rest
By his fear of lightning and fierce thunder,
And by furious swarms of flies and hornets.
Presto
Alas, how just are his fears,
Thunder and lightning fill the Heavens, and the hail
Slices the tops of the corn and other grain.