The performance of The Creation at Exeter Hall on Wednesday
even- ing was Madame Goldschmidt's last appearance but one in England. There was a vast assemblage ; and the general excitement was greater, if possible, than ever. Jenny Lind has never appeared to greater advan- tage than in this most beautiful of oratorios. Her singing is loveliness itself—all grace, purity, •simplicity, and tenderness ; and never were these attributes more charmingly displayed than on this occasion. The audience seemed not to know how to give sufficient expression to their delight,—a delight which in every breast must have been mingled with the-feeling that it was now enjoyed for the last time ; for never can we hope again to hear The Creation as Jenny Lind has sung it.