Currently I am grooving to Fauré’s Pavane. I had heard it years before without knowing what it was called, and carried the tune in my head for about 5 years until it came on the radio and I found out what it was. Sweeetly sad and achingly beautiful; it sounds like the memory of a lost world. The same goes for the middle part of Dvorak’s Humoreske–the part in a minor key.
The Moldau (Vltava), In the Steppes of Central Asia, and Scheherazade–I second that emotion! Are you thinking of the section titled “The Young Prince and the Young Princess”? I like the whole thing, especially “The Sea and Sindbad’s Ship”.
At my first wedding the harpist played Grieg’s “Wedding Day at Trondheim”.