Hodie Christus Natus
20 YEARS OF SWEET VOICES Saturday, September 7, 2013, 7:30 p.m. Holy Trinity Episcopal Church Program Surge amica mea .................................................................................................................................................. Anonymous (c. 1400) Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, show me your face, let your voice sound in my ears; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. Rise Up My Love, My Fair One .............................................................................................................. Healey Willan (1880 - 1968) Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away; for lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear upon the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come; arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. Když jsi v štĕsti ................................................................................................................. Jan Facilis Boleslavsky (16th century) When you are happy you have many friends. This is true, believe me. However, if there is misfortune, not one friend out of one hundred will stay. Belief, anger, unfaithfulness, all cause derision, which divides a friendship. Il bianco e dolce cigno .................................................................................................................. Jacob Arcadelt (c. 1500-1568) The white and gentle swan dies singing; and I, weeping, reach the end of my life. Destiny is ironic that he dies unconsoled and I die blessed. Death fills me full of joy and desire. If in dying I feel no other pain, I would be content to die a thousand deaths each day. The Silver Swan ................................................................................................................................ Orlando Gibbons (1583-1625) The silver Swan, who living had no Note, when death approached unlocked her silent throat. Leaning her breast against the reedy shore, Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more.
[Show full text]