Behold the Roses – the Music of Paul Mealor
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Mark Singleton, Artistic Director Paul Mealor, Composer-In-Residence presents: Behold the Roses – The music of Paul Mealor Featuring Primi Voci of the Connecticut Children’s Chorus Mark Singleton, Conductor Saturday, May 20th 2017 – 7:30pm St. Patrick-St. Anthony Church, 285 Church St, Hartford, CT 06103 Sunday, May 21st 2017 – 5:00pm Cathedral of Saint John the Divine, 1047 Amsterdam Ave, New York, NY 10025 Best Wishes for Another Terrific Season of Voce Quality you can see and service you can trust for over 125 years. Schedule an appointment today at one of our 9 Connecticut locations. HarveyandLewis.com All eye examinations are performed by independent doctors of optometry. Bristol Canton Downtown Hartford Enfield Farmington Glastonbury Hartford Hospital Kensington West Hartford SKY-VoceAd_VOCE-SKYad 10/8/15 12:07 PM Page 1 Free yourself ... ...from the concerns associated with managing your investments. At SKY Investment Group, we build SKY Investment Group LLC custom portfolios to help families One Financial Plaza, Suite 2010 pursue their passions. Hartford, CT 06103 • (860) 761-9700 Bob Bingham • John Wright • Bill Newman www.skyig.com PROGRAM All works composed by Paul Mealor (b.1975) I. Traditional prayer Ave Maria The Beatitudes II. Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal 1. Now sleeps the crimson petal Text by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) 2. Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting Anonymous 3. Upon a bank with roses set about Text by John Ward (1571-1638) 4. A Spotless Rose Anonymous III. Shine Forth a Path of Stars Two Jacobite Songs on Poems by Peter Davidson 1. Lord Derwentwater’s Rose - Jack Pott, tenor (1928-2004) 2. Jacobite Song - Jared Gravely, baritone IV. Text by Paul Mealor In My Dreams I am the Gentle Light V. She Walks in Beauty Text by Lord Byron (1788-1824) ~ Intermission ~ VI. Between Eternity and Time – Liz Bologna, soprano Text by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) 1. Come slowly, Eden! 2. The Bequest 3. The heart asks pleasure first VII. To Seek Where Shadows Are (U.S. Premiere) Text by Christina Rossetti (1830- 1894) 1. Dreamland 2. Dreaming 3. In the Bleak Midwinter VIII. Wherever You Are The Military Wives’ Prayer Ubi Caritas Traditional hymn text ~ Fini ~ Texts & Translations Ave Maria Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, Blessed art thou among women, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus. and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, Holy Mary, Mother of God, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, pray for us sinners, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. now and in the hour of our death. Amen. The Beatitudes Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heav’n. Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, And say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heav’n: For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you. Amen. Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal 1. Now sleeps the crimson petal 3. Upon a bank with roses set about Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Upon a bank with roses set about Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Where pretty turtles joining bill to bill, The firefly wakens: waken thou with me. And gentle springs steal softly murmuring out, Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost, Washing the foot of pleasure’s sacred hill. And like a ghost she glimmers onto me. There little love sore wounded lies. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, His bow and arrows broken, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Bedewed with tears from Venus’ eyes. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, O grevious to be spoken. And slips into the bosom of the lake: So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip 4. A Spotless Rose Into my bosom and be lost in me. A Spotless Rose is growing, sprung from a tender root, Of ancient seers’ foreshowing, of Jesse promised fruit. 2. Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting Its fairest bud unfolds to light amid the cold, cold Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting, winter, and the dark midnight. Which clad in damask mantles deck the arbours, The Rose which I am singing, whereof Isaiah said, And then behold your lips where sweet love harbours, Is from its sweet root springing in Mary, purest Maid; My eyes present me with a double doubting; Through God’s great love and might For, viewing both alike, hardly my mind supposes The Blessed Babe she bare us Whether the roses be your lips or your lips the roses. Amid the cold, cold winter and the dark midnight. Shine Forth a Path of Stars 1. Lord Derwentwater’s Rose 2. Jacobite Song The north is gone now. Vict’ry in loss, The falcon flown, far in the starving air Devotion to the best most injured King So many lost, this long, half secret war. The scaffold stairs shine forth a path of stars. The regiments like snow all over bourne The blade the rose’s thorn in the hand of God. The boat rowed far from the cold shore, long gone. The blackbird taken in the fowler’s snare He is no far who will return no more The burn is frozen and the bird is flown The rose is withered and the tower is down. Snow, falcon, blackbird, water, rose and tower; Faded, flown, taken, frozen, fallen, gone. In My Dreams As I lie here at night, as my eyes give in to sleep, As I dream of you, here in my arms, I’m holding you, loving you. As you sleep there, my love, as your eyes give in to rest, As you dream of me, there in your arms, I’m holding you, loving you. In my dreams, you’re in my arms, In my dreams, my heart is holding you, feeling you, loving you, In my dreams, you’re always there, In my dreams our love will never die; Always you, always love, in my dreams. All alone here I lie, as the darkness falls around, As I think of you, and your warm embrace, I’m home again, ever safe. I’ll dream of you for evermore, I’ll dream of holding you, feeling you, always in my dreams. I am the gentle light She walks in beauty I am the gentle light, She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless The stars at night, the morning bright; climes and starry skies; and all that’s best of I am the still, small voice, dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes: The living choice, the heart’s rejoice. Thus mellow’d to that tender light And if you follow me, I’ll be Which heav’n to gaudy day denies. With you for all eternity; One shade the more, one ray the less, I will hold onto you, my love will set you free. Had half impair’d the nameless grace I am forever love, Which waves in ev’ry raven tress, Light from above; the peaceful dove; Or softly lightens o’er her face; I am your loving friend, Where thoughts serenely sweet express Your heart I tend, until the end. How pure, how dear their dwelling place. And if you follow me, I’ll be And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, With you for all eternity; So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, I will hold onto you, my love will set you free. The smiles that win, the tints that glow, I am forever, my love will set you free. But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent. Between Eternity and Time 1. Come slowly, Eden! 2. The Bequest Come slowly, Eden! Lips unused to Thee, You left me, sweet, two legacies of love Bashful, sip thy jasmines, A Heav’nly Father would content, As the fainting bee, Had He the offer of; Reaching late his flower, You left me boundaries of pain Round her chamber hums, Capacious as the sea, Counts his nectars Between eternity and time, Enters, and is lost in balms! Your consciousness and me. 3. The heart asks pleasure first The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; The heart asks pleasure first, And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die. To Seek Where Shadows Are (U.S. Premiere) 1. Dreamland And round about him the May bushes are white. Where sunless rivers weep Away to poppied death; cool shadows deepen Their waves into the deep, Across the sleeping face: She sleeps a charmed sleep: So fails the summer with warm delicious breath; Awake her not. So what has autumn to give us in its place? Led by a single star, A Song of Cherished lips.