History
Founded in 1857 by philanthropist George Peabody, it is the second-oldest continuously operating conservatory in the United States, next to the Oberlin Conservatory of Music. Completion of the Grecian-Italian building housing the Institute, designed by Edmund George Lind, was delayed until 1866 due to the Civil War. Under the direction of well-known musicians, composers, conductors, and Peabody alumni, the Institute grew from a local academy into an internationally-renowned cultural center through the late 19th and the 20th centuries.
Since 1985, the institute has operated as a division of The Johns Hopkins University. Prior to being granted divisional status, Peabody and Hopkins worked together under an affiliation agreement (1978 to 1985).
Peabody is one of 156 schools in the U.S. that offer a Doctorate of Musical Arts Degree. It houses two libraries: the historical George Peabody Library established when the institute opened in 1866, and the Arthur Friedheim Library, a music library includes more than 100,000 books, scores, and sound recordings.
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