Chapman University Chapman University Digital Commons Printed Performance Programs (PDF Format) Music Performances 9-8-2015 Faculty & Guest Artist Recital: Love, the Fair Day Rebecca Sherburn Chapman University, [email protected] Louise Thomas Chapman University, [email protected] Kimberly James University of Montana Tod Fitzpatrick University of Nevada - Las Vegas Follow this and additional works at: http://digitalcommons.chapman.edu/music_programs Recommended Citation Sherburn, Rebecca; Thomas, Louise; James, Kimberly; and Fitzpatrick, Tod, "Faculty & Guest Artist Recital: Love, the Fair Day" (2015). Printed Performance Programs (PDF Format). Paper 941. http://digitalcommons.chapman.edu/music_programs/941 This Faculty Recital is brought to you for free and open access by the Music Performances at Chapman University Digital Commons. It has been accepted for inclusion in Printed Performance Programs (PDF Format) by an authorized administrator of Chapman University Digital Commons. 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FACULTY & GUEST ARTIST RECITAL: Love, the Fair Day Rebecca Sherburn, soprano Louise Thomas, piano with guests Kimberly James, mezzo-soprano, University ofMontana Tod Fitzpatrick, baritone, University of Nevada - Las Vegas September 8, 2015 ••CHAPMAN •• UNIVERSITY COLL EG E OF PER FOR M ING ARTS 1 calendar highlights FALL 2015 CHAPMAN UNIVERSITY september november September 17 November 12-15 Keyboard Conversations® with Eurydice Jeffrey Siegel: The Passionate Love by Sarah Ruhl Music of Robert Schumann Theresa Dudeck, Director Hall-Musco Conservatory of Music october November 13 University Choir & presents October 1-3, October 8-10 Women's Choir in Concert Rent Stephen Coker, Conductor; Book, Music and Lyrics by Jonathan Larson; Chelsea Dehn, Conductor Loosely based on Puccini's La Boheme; Matthew McCray, Director; Diane King Vann, November 14 Music Direction The Chapman Orchestra & October 10 Wind Symphony in Concert Love, the Fair Day The Chapman Orchestra & Daniel Alfred Wachs, Music Director and Wind Symphony in Concert Conductor; Christopher Nicholas, Music Daniel Alfred Wachs, Music Director and Director and Conductor Conductor; Christopher Nicholas, Music November 17 Rebecca Sherburn, soprano Director and Conductor Big Band & Jazz Combos October 16-18, October 23-25 Albert Alva, Director Louise Thomas, piano Opera Chapman presents: Shakespeare in Opera december Peter Atherton, Artistic Director; Carol December 4 & 5 Neblett, Associate Director; Christian Nova, 52"d Annual Holiday Wassail Banquet with Assistant Director; Janet Kao and Paul Floyd, and Concert Musical Direction I<imberly James, mezzo-soprano December 9-12 October 30 Fall Dance Concert Tod Fitzpatrick, baritone University Singers in Concert Stephen Coker, Conductor Follow us online! @ChapmanCoPA September 8, 2015 • 7:30P.M. CHAPMAN For more information about our events, please visit our website at UNIVERSITY chapman.edu/copa, call 714-997-6519, or send an email to Salmon Recital Hall COLLEGE OF PERFORMING ARTS [email protected] Program Program I IV Love, the Fair Day Mabel W Daniels Three Songs opus 60 Edward MacDowell (1878 - 1971) (1861 - 1908) Love Has Turned His Face Away Arthur Foote Tyrant Love The Voice of Spring (18 53 - 19 3 7) Fair Springtide I Fly Like a Bird To the Golden Rod Ms. Sherburn, Ms. James Ms.James II v Good Night George W Chadwick Bedouin Love Song (1854 -1931) A Canadian Boat-Song Amy Cheney Beach So Far Away Sing, Maiden, Sing Arthur Foote Mr. Fitzpatrick Ms. Sherburn, Mr. Fitzpatrick III VI A Ballade of June Roses Henry K. Hadley A Song From The Persian Arthur Foote (18 71 - 19 3 7) . ·;;:Summet;:~::~ght The Night Sea Amy Cheney Beach The Skylark Sea Song (1867 - 1944) Ms. James, Mr. Fitzpatrick Come Live With Me and Be My Love Arthur Foote Ms. Sherburn, Ms. James VII Wouldn't That Be Queer? Amy Cheney Beach Mr. Fitzpatrick, Ms. James, Ms. Sherburn r--1 Intermission r--1 Texts Texts Love, the Fair Day The Lily tall, Good Night Earths gloomy shadows round me close Love, the fair day is drawing to a close, And May flowers, pink and white The moon is sinking fast, my love, The very heavens seem dark to me The stars are rising and a soft wind blows, As any lass, The stars now shine less bright. My heavy heart finds me repose The gates of heaven are opening in a dream, Sprang up, for heart's delight, With a heavy heart must I depart, And hope swoons dead in yonder sea. The nightingale sings to the sleeping rose. Among the grass. Good night, my love, good night. So far away. If in this shadow land of life, The happy world is fain Heav'n guard thee through the tardy hours, Thou hast found one true heart to love thee, To hail the feet of Spring, And speed the morning's flight. A Ballade of June Roses hold it fast. Spring who comes again, I'll soon return to my heart's sojourn. Roses are climbing, roses are clinging, Love it again, give all to keep it thine, Spring that is sweet. Good night, my love, good night. Over the trellis they twine and try, For love like nothing in the world can last. Let us dear Heart rejoice, The moon has sunk at last, my love, Tendril and bud and blossom are swinging, -The Rabaiyat of Khayyam You, Love, and I; The stars will hold their light, Swinging slow as the soft winds sigh, We too have heard the voice, But e'en in my dreams thine eyes shall beam. Breathing sweets as the breeze blows by. Love Has Turned His Face Away Our Spring is neigh. Good night, my love, good night. And swaying tree tops are crooning a tune, Love has turned his face away, -Louise Chandler Moulton Bedouin Love Song And the gold green leaf is tossing on high, Weep sad eyes! From the desert I come to thee on a stallion And it's Ah! In my heart for a rose in June! Love is now of yesterday, shed with fire, Under my window the nightingales' singing, Time that flies. I Fly Like a Bird And the winds are left behind, with the speed of Singing Love's old gospel of melody, Bringing glad and grievous things, I fly like a bird to my home that lies my desire. Now the day that's dead is o'er the heaven Bears no more Love's shining wings Far in the West by a fair green hollow. Under thy window I stand and the midnight flinging Love was not all glad you say, The straight fine meadow line runs with the hears my cry. A glory of grief that the day must die. Tears and sighs skies: I love but thee with a love that cannot die. And heavy with dew, See! The roses lie, In the midst of kisses lay. A clear horizon for sight to follow, Till the sun grows cold and the stars are old, And night comes out of the sea, Were it wise, If we could to bid him come, To leave then rest where the zenith's blue, And the leaves of the judgement book unfold And the moon is round and red in the far off Making with us once more home. Blue of the bluesy, like my love's eyes! -Bayard Taylor sky, Yet, should we beseech Love stay, I leave the noise of the busy mart; And it's ah! In my heart for a rose in June! Sorrow dies. The small stream's mouth with its shining So Far Away At dayspring, Love's a sweet rosebud, And if love will but delay, shallows, So far away. Ay, and a full-hearted crimson glory at noon. Joy may rise. I go with its going; Till here, apart, Thy stars are not the stars I see Bourgeon and blossom, sweet roses, Since with all its thorns the rose Hid bu rushes and low white mallows, With me 'tis night with thee 'tis day each bringing strains to the chorus of rose Is the sweetest flower that blows. Hushed in its singing it lieth deep, And night and day are one to me, harmony! -Philip Bourke Marston Deep of the deepest like my love's heart! So far away. Soon the nightingale southward will be I will sleep and dream while the shadows I faint beneath these wandering airs wmgmg, The Voice of Spring move That all around the world go free Blow, roses, blush and blow till the fallen It was the voice of Spring, And the slant of the sunlight falleth yellow. I snatch at straws and whirlwind bears leaves fly That faint far cry I will wake to the note of the greenwood Touched they the land that blooms for thee In whirls of dust all yellow and dry. And birds began to sing, dove, So far away. For dropping and dying come soon, too soon. And winds blew by, As it calleth low to its distant fellow So far away. And the breeze through the branches will And up the blossoms got Where life of the fields and the woods is pure, The forms that near me breathe and move moan and cry, They knew the call: Pure as the purest like my love's love! Like visions rise like visions flee And it's Ah! In my heart for a rose in June The blue Forget-me-not, -Marie van V orst I cannot live to other love My soul has crossed the deep to thee Texts Texts The Night Sea Come Live With Me, and Be My Love To wake again the bitter joy of love grant us cool heavens and favoring airs! In the summer even Come live with me and be my Love, That mortal eye ne'er sees, Blow, breezes, blow! The stream runs fast, While yet the dew was hoar, And we will all the pleasures prove The bitter joy of love The rapids are near, the daylight's past.