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==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''Remembrances''}} | |||
{{Composer|Scott Villard}} | {{Composer|Scott Villard}} | ||
{{Lyricist|H.W. Longfellow, W. Whitman, P.B. Shelley}} | {{Lyricist|H.W. Longfellow, W. Whitman, P.B. Shelley}} | ||
{{Voicing|4|TTBB}} | {{Voicing|4|TTBB}} | ||
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | {{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|A cappella}} | {{Instruments|A cappella}} | ||
{{ | {{Pub|1|1997}} | ||
{{Descr|Example recording by Andreas Herrmann.}} | |||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, | Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, | ||
But never will be sung to us again, | But never will be sung to us again, | ||
Is thy remembrance. | Is thy remembrance. Now the hour of rest | ||
Hath come to thee. | Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling; it is best. | ||
2. Changed (H.W. Longfellow) | 2. Changed (H.W. Longfellow) | ||
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Now a stranger, looking down | Now a stranger, looking down | ||
I behold the shadowy crown | I behold the shadowy crown | ||
Of the dark and haunted wood. | Of the dark and haunted wood. | ||
Is it changed, or am I changed? | Is it changed, or am I changed? | ||
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But the friends with whom I ranged | But the friends with whom I ranged | ||
Through their thickets are estranged | Through their thickets are estranged | ||
By the years that intervene. | By the years that intervene. | ||
Bright as ever flows the sea, | Bright as ever flows the sea, | ||
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But alas! they seem to me | But alas! they seem to me | ||
Not the sun that used to be, | Not the sun that used to be, | ||
Not the tides that used to run. | Not the tides that used to run. | ||
3. Memories (W. Whitman) | 3. Memories (W. Whitman) | ||
How sweet the silent backward tracings! | How sweet the silent backward tracings! | ||
The wanderings as in dreams—the meditation of old times | The wanderings as in dreams—the meditation of old times | ||
resumed—their loves, joys, persons, voyages. | resumed—their loves, joys, persons, voyages. | ||
4. Time Long Past (P.B. Shelley) | 4. Time Long Past (P.B. Shelley) | ||
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead | Like the ghost of a dear friend dead | ||
Is Time long past. | Is Time long past. | ||
A tone which is now forever fled, | A tone which is now forever fled, | ||
A hope which is now forever past, | A hope which is now forever past, | ||
A love so sweet it could not last, | A love so sweet it could not last, | ||
Was Time long past. | Was Time long past. | ||
There were sweet dreams in the night | There were sweet dreams in the night | ||
Of Time long past: | Of Time long past: | ||
And, was it sadness or delight, | And, was it sadness or delight, | ||
Each day a shadow onward cast | Each day a shadow onward cast | ||
Which made us wish it yet might last | Which made us wish it yet might last | ||
That Time long past. | That Time long past. | ||
There is regret, almost remorse, | There is regret, almost remorse, | ||
For Time long past. | For Time long past. | ||
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse | 'Tis like a child's belovèd corse | ||
A father watches, till at last | A father watches, till at last | ||
Beauty is like remembrance, cast | Beauty is like remembrance, cast | ||
From Time long past.}} | From Time long past.}} | ||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Modern music]] | [[Category:Modern music]] |
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- Editor: Scott Villard (submitted 2016-07-16). Score information: Letter, 10 pages, 651 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Remembrances
Composer: Scott Villard
Lyricist: H.W. Longfellow, W. Whitman, P.B. Shelleycreate page
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: TTBB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1997
Description: Example recording by Andreas Herrmann.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
1. Delia (H.W. Longfellow)
Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,
When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives,
Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,
But never will be sung to us again,
Is thy remembrance. Now the hour of rest
Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling; it is best.
2. Changed (H.W. Longfellow)
From the outskirts of the town
Where of old the mile-stone stood,
Now a stranger, looking down
I behold the shadowy crown
Of the dark and haunted wood.
Is it changed, or am I changed?
Ah! the oaks are fresh and green,
But the friends with whom I ranged
Through their thickets are estranged
By the years that intervene.
Bright as ever flows the sea,
Bright as ever shines the sun,
But alas! they seem to me
Not the sun that used to be,
Not the tides that used to run.
3. Memories (W. Whitman)
How sweet the silent backward tracings!
The wanderings as in dreams—the meditation of old times
resumed—their loves, joys, persons, voyages.
4. Time Long Past (P.B. Shelley)
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.
There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last
That Time long past.
There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.