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557922bk Rutter US 14/2/06 4:46 pm Page 12 Also Available RUTTER Mass of the Children The Choir of Clare College, Cambridge Farnham Youth Choir Timothy Brown 8.555869 8.557200 8.557922 12 557922bk Rutter US 14/2/06 4:46 pm Page 2 John Rutter (b. 1945) To serve her, to please her, # VII - Close thine eyes Mass of the Children • Shadows • Wedding Canticle that time I did endeavour, Close thine eyes, and sleep secure; But, when I awoke, there was but I alone. Thy soul is safe, thy body sure. He that guards thee, he thee keeps Mass of the Children 35:43 Such goodly sports all night endured I Who never slumbers, never sleeps. for mixed choir, children’s choir, soprano and baritone soloists, chamber ensemble and organ Unto the morrow, that day came to spring. A quiet conscience in a quiet breast 1 Kyrie 6:40 So glad I was of my dream, verily, Has only peace, has only rest. That in my sleep loud I began to sing. The music and the mirth of kings 2 Gloria 7:16 And when I awoke, by Heaven King, Are out of tune unless she sings. 3 Sanctus and Benedictus 6:48 I went after her, and she was gone; Then close thine eyes in peace, and rest secure, 4 Agnus Dei 6:02 I had nothing but my pillow in my arms lying, No sleep so sweet as thine, no rest so sure. 5 Finale (Dona nobis pacem) 8:57 For, when I awoke, there was but I alone. (Francis Quarles, 1592–1644, altered) Shadows 25:06 (Anon., 16th century) Song cycle for baritone and guitar 6 I - Shadows (Samuel Daniel) 4:27 7 II - Gather ye rosebuds (Robert Herrick) 1:32 8 III - Sonnet (Samuel Daniel) 3:54 9 IV - The Epicure (Thomas Jordan) 2:15 0 V - Sic vita (Henry King) 2:02 ! VI - O Death, rock me asleep (Anon, 16th cent.) 4:55 Wedding Canticle @ VII - In a goodly night (Anon, 16th cent.) 3:17 $ Blessed are all they that fear the Lord Lo, thus shall the man be blessed # VIII - Close thine eyes (Francis Quarles) 2:44 and walk in his ways. that feareth the Lord. For thou shalt eat the labours of thine hands: The Lord from out of Sion shall so bless thee: $ Wedding Canticle (Psalm 128) 5:55 O well is thee, and happy shalt thou be. that thou shalt see Jerusalem for mixed choir, flute, and guitar Thy wife shall be as the fruitful vine in prosperity all thy life long. upon the walls of thine house. Yea, that thou shalt see thy children’s children: Thy children like the olive branches and peace upon Israel. round about thy table. (Psalm 128) 8.557922 2 11 8.557922 557922bk Rutter US 14/2/06 4:46 pm Page 10 Your most beautiful bit that hath all eyes upon her, Farewell, my pleasures past, John Rutter (b. 1945) That her honesty sells for a hogo of honour; Welcome, my present pain! Mass of the Children • Shadows • Wedding Canticle Whose lightness and brightness I feel my torment so increase doth shine in such splendour That life can not remain. Mass of the Children was written towards the end of which is the one recorded here. That none but the stars are thought fit to attend her, 2002, and received its first performance in February Shadows, written in 1979, is so far my only song Though now she be pleasant Cease now, thou passing bell; 2003 in Carnegie Hall, New York. The seed of the work cycle, and was commissioned by the baritone and guitar and sweet to the sense, Ring out my doleful knoll, probably lay in the inspiring experience I had back in duo Christopher Keyte and John Mills. The theme of the Will be damnably mouldy a hundred years hence. For thou my death dost tell: 1963 singing as a member of the boys’ choir in the first eight chosen poems, all drawn from the sixteenth and Lord, pity thou my soul! recording of Benjamin Britten’s War Requiem. The seventeenth centuries, is the transient, dream-like Then why should we turmoil in cares and in fears, Death doth draw nigh, effect of combining children’s and adults’ voices is quality of life and our perception of it, not necessarily a Turn all our tranquillity to sighs and to tears? Sound dolefully: unique, and I wanted to write a work that would bring melancholy subject and one which inspired some Let’s eat, drink and play till the worms do corrupt us, For now I die. them together in a more joyful context than a Requiem. especially memorable English poetry at that time. In ’Tis certain that post mortem nulla Voluptas. I had never written a Mass, and it seemed to me a perfect writing the music I paid homage to the guitar’s Let’s deal with our damsels, (Anon., 16th century) opportunity to interweave texts and music coming from illustrious ancestor the lute and to the English tradition that we may from thence the different perspectives of children and adults. The of lute song. Have broods to succeed us a hundred years hence. @ VII - In a goodly night Latin text of the Missa Brevis provided the framework, Wedding Canticle, a setting of one of the psalms . In a goodly night, as in my bed I lay, but I added a number of English texts to it which are used in the Anglican marriage service, was a present for 0 V - Sic vita Pleasantly sleeping, this dream I had: sung by the children or the soloists. To open the work, I Tim Brown in 2004 to mark his 25th anniversary as Like to the falling of a star, To me there came a creature, brighter than the day, chose Bishop Thomas Ken’s morning hymn for the Director of Music at Clare College. The choice of text Or as the flights of eagles are, Which comforted my spirits scholars of Winchester College Awake, my soul, and was his, and the unusual accompaniment medium of Or like the fresh spring’s gaudy hue, that were afore full sad. during the closing pages the children sing his evening flute and guitar came about partly because of the light, Or silver drops of morning dew, To behold her person, hymn Glory to thee (to the lovely melody associated airy sound quality I was seeking and partly because an Or like a wind that chafes the flood, God knows my heart was glad, with it, Tallis’s Canon) as a counterpoint to the Latin exceptionally fine flautist and guitarist were available Or bubbles which on water stood: For her sweet visage, like Venus gold it shone; ‘dona nobis pacem’ sung by the adults. Thus, the Mass from among Clare’s undergraduates that year. The Even such is man, whose borrowed light To speak to her I was right sore afraid, seems to reflect the events and feelings of a single whole guitarist, Stewart French, plays on this recording. Is straight called in, and paid to night. But, when I waked, there was I alone. day, from waking to falling asleep. The accompaniment The wind blows out, the bubble dies; to Mass of the Children exists in two versions, one for The spring entombed in autumn lies; Then when she saw that I lay so still, orchestra, the other for chamber ensemble with organ John Rutter The dew dries up, the star is shot; Full softly she drew unto my beddes side; The flight is past: and man forgot. She bade me show her what was my will, And my request it should not be denied. (Henry King, 1592–1669) With that she kiss’d me, but (and I should have been dead!) ! VI - O Death, rock me asleep I could not speak, my spirits were so far gone; O Death, rock me asleep, For very shame my face away I turned, Bring me to quiet rest; But, when I awoke, there was but I alone. Let pass my weary guiltless ghost Out of my careful breast. I prayed her hartely that she would come to bed. Toll on, thou passing bell; She said she was content to do me pleasure. Ring out my doleful knell; I know not whether I was alive or dead, Thy sound my death abroad will tell, So glad I was to have that goodly treasure. For I must die: I kiss’d her, I bass’d her, out of all measure. There is no remedy. The more I kiss’d her, the more her beauty shone. 8.557922 10 3 8.557922 557922bk Rutter US 14/2/06 4:46 pm Page 4 Angharad Gruffydd-Jones Shadows Angharad Gruffydd-Jones, born in Wales, was a student and choral scholar at Clare College, subsequently winning 6 I - Shadows Then be not coy, but use your time, a singing scholarship to the Royal College of Music in London. She has wide concert experience both in Britain and Are they shadows that we see? And while ye may, go marry: Europe, working with many well-known conductors. And can shadows pleasure give? For having lost but once your prime, Pleasures only shadows be, You may for ever tarry. Cast by bodies we conceive, Jeremy Huw Williams And are made the things we deem (Robert Herrick, 1591—1674) In those figures which they seem. The Welsh baritone Jeremy Huw Williams studied at St John’s College, Cambridge, and at the National Opera 8 III - Sonnet Studio.