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:{{EdNotes|Copyright (c) J G Allan 2011. This edition can be fully distributed, duplicated, performed and recorded.}} | |||
==General Information== | ==General Information== | ||
{{Title|''The Turning Year''}} | |||
{{Composer|Geoff Allan}} | {{Composer|Geoff Allan}} | ||
{{Lyricist|Hilaire Belloc}}<br> | |||
'''Lyrics source:''' ''Verses and Sonnets'', 1886 | |||
{{Voicing|4|SATB}} | {{Voicing|4|SATB}} | ||
'''Soloists''' Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass | '''Soloists''' Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass | ||
{{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | {{Genre|Secular|Partsongs}} | ||
{{Language|English}} | {{Language|English}} | ||
{{Instruments|Wind: Flute, Oboe, Clarinet in B flat doubling Bass Clarinet}} | |||
{{Pub|1|2011}} | |||
{{Descr|The Turning Year is a choral song cycle set to poems by Hilaire Belloc. The work is in 15 short movements lasting about 1 hour in total. Each month of the year has a movement with a wordless setting for humming choir and solo oboe for midsummer and the whole work is framed by settings of a Belloc poem "Most Holy Night". | |||
The work is set for SATB choir, SATB soloists accompanied by Flute, Oboe and Clarinet in Bflat doubling Bass Clarinet. | The work is set for SATB choir, SATB soloists accompanied by Flute, Oboe and Clarinet in Bflat doubling Bass Clarinet. | ||
The work was performed in part by Myllburne Camerata in 2008 conducted by the composer. | The work was performed in part by Myllburne Camerata in 2008 conducted by the composer.}} | ||
{{#ExtWeb: | |||
http://www.camerata.org.uk | http://www.camerata.org.uk | ||
https://www.gutenberg.org/files/60263/60263-h/60263-h.htm#Page_53}} | |||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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{{Text|English | {{Text|English| | ||
'''The Turning Year''' | |||
The Turning Year | |||
Words : Hilaire Belloc | Words : Hilaire Belloc | ||
'''The Night''' | '''The Night''' | ||
Most Holy Night, that still dost keep | |||
The keys of all the doors of sleep, | |||
To me when my tired eyelids close | |||
Give thou repose. | |||
And let the far lament of them | |||
That chaunt the dead day’s requiem | |||
Make in my ears, who wakeful lie, | |||
Soft lullaby. | |||
And let the far lament of them | |||
That chaunt the dead day’s requiem | |||
Make in my ears, who wakeful lie, | |||
Soft lullaby. | |||
Let them that guard the hornàed Moon | Let them that guard the hornàed Moon | ||
By my bedside their memories croon. | By my bedside their memories croon. | ||
So shall I have new dreams and blest | So shall I have new dreams and blest | ||
In my brief rest. | In my brief rest. | ||
Fold thy great wings about my face, | Fold thy great wings about my face, | ||
Hide day-dawn from my resting-place, | Hide day-dawn from my resting-place, | ||
And cheat me with thy false delight, | And cheat me with thy false delight, | ||
Most Holy Night. | Most Holy Night. | ||
'''January''' | '''January''' | ||
It freezes- all across a soundless sky | It freezes- all across a soundless sky | ||
The birds go home. | The birds go home. The governing dark's begun: | ||
The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun; | The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun; | ||
The ultimate dark wherein the race shall die. | The ultimate dark wherein the race shall die. | ||
Death, with his evil finger to his lip, | Death, with his evil finger to his lip, | ||
Leers in at human windows, turning spy | Leers in at human windows, turning spy | ||
To learn the country where his rule shall lie | To learn the country where his rule shall lie | ||
When he assumes perpetual generalship. | When he assumes perpetual generalship. | ||
The undefeated enemy, the chill | The undefeated enemy, the chill | ||
That shall benumb the voiceful earth at last, | That shall benumb the voiceful earth at last, | ||
Is master of our moment, and has bound | Is master of our moment, and has bound | ||
The viewless wind it-self. | The viewless wind it-self. There is no sound. | ||
It freezes. | It freezes. Every friendly stream is fast. | ||
It freezes; and the graven twigs are still | It freezes; and the graven twigs are still | ||
'''February''' | '''February''' | ||
The winter moon has such a quiet car | The winter moon has such a quiet car | ||
That all the winter nights are dumb with rest. | That all the winter nights are dumb with rest. | ||
She drives the gradual dark with drooping crest, | She drives the gradual dark with drooping crest, | ||
And dreams go wandering from her drowsy star. | And dreams go wandering from her drowsy star. | ||
Because the nights are silent, do not wake: | Because the nights are silent, do not wake: | ||
But there shall tremble through the general earth, | But there shall tremble through the general earth, | ||
And over you, a quickening and a birth. | And over you, a quickening and a birth. | ||
The sun is near the hill-tops for your sake. | The sun is near the hill-tops for your sake. | ||
The latest born of all the days shall creep | The latest born of all the days shall creep | ||
To kiss the tender eyelids of the year; | To kiss the tender eyelids of the year; | ||
And you shall wake, grown young with perfect sleep, | And you shall wake, grown young with perfect sleep, | ||
And smile at the new world, and make it dear | And smile at the new world, and make it dear | ||
With living murmurs more than dreams are deep. | With living murmurs more than dreams are deep. | ||
Silence is dead, my Dawn; the morning's here | Silence is dead, my Dawn; the morning's here | ||
'''March''' | '''March''' | ||
The north-cast wind has come from Norroway, | The north-cast wind has come from Norroway, | ||
Roaring he came above the white waves' tips! | Roaring he came above the white waves' tips! | ||
The foam of the loud sea was on his lips, | The foam of the loud sea was on his lips, | ||
And all his hair was salt with falling spray. | And all his hair was salt with falling spray. | ||
Over the keen light of northern day | Over the keen light of northern day | ||
He cast his snow cloud's terrible eclipse; | He cast his snow cloud's terrible eclipse; | ||
Beyond our banks he suddenly struck the ships, | Beyond our banks he suddenly struck the ships, | ||
And left them labouring on his landward way. | And left them labouring on his landward way. | ||
The certain course that to my strength belongs | The certain course that to my strength belongs | ||
Drives him with gathering purpose and control | Drives him with gathering purpose and control | ||
Until across Vendean flats he sees | Until across Vendean flats he sees | ||
Ocean, the eldest of his enemies. | Ocean, the eldest of his enemies. | ||
Then wheels he for him, glorying in goal | Then wheels he for him, glorying in goal | ||
And gives him challenge, bellowing battle songs. | And gives him challenge, bellowing battle songs. | ||
'''April''' | '''April''' | ||
The stranger warmth of the young sun obeying, | The stranger warmth of the young sun obeying, | ||
Look! little beads of green begin to grow, | Look! little beads of green begin to grow, | ||
And hidden flowers have dated their tops to show | And hidden flowers have dated their tops to show | ||
Where late such droughty dusts were rudely playing. | Where late such droughty dusts were rudely playing. | ||
It's not the month, but all the world's a-maying! | It's not the month, but all the world's a-maying! | ||
Come then with me, I'll take you, for I know | Come then with me, I'll take you, for I know | ||
Where the first hedgethorns and white windflowers blow: | Where the first hedgethorns and white windflowers blow: | ||
We two alone,, that goes without the saying. | We two alone,, that goes without the saying. | ||
The month has treacherous clouds and moves in fears. | The month has treacherous clouds and moves in fears. | ||
This April shames the month itself with smiles: | This April shames the month itself with smiles: | ||
In whose new eyes I know no heaven of tears, | In whose new eyes I know no heaven of tears, | ||
But still serene desire and between whiles, | But still serene desire and between whiles, | ||
So great a look that even April's grace | So great a look that even April's grace | ||
Makes only marvel at her only face | Makes only marvel at her only face}} | ||
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'''May''' | '''May''' | ||
This is the laughing-eyed amongst them all: | This is the laughing-eyed amongst them all: | ||
My lady's month. | My lady's month. A season of young things. | ||
She rules the light with harmony, and brings | She rules the light with harmony, and brings | ||
The year's first green upon the beeches tall. | The year's first green upon the beeches tall. | ||
How often, where long creepers wind and fall | How often, where long creepers wind and fall | ||
Through the deep woods in noonday wanderings, | Through the deep woods in noonday wanderings, | ||
I’ve heard the month, when she to echo sings, | I’ve heard the month, when she to echo sings, | ||
I've heard the month make merry madrigal. | I've heard the month make merry madrigal. | ||
How often, bosomed in the breathing strong | How often, bosomed in the breathing strong | ||
Of mosses and young flowerets, have I lain | Of mosses and young flowerets, have I lain | ||
And watched the clouds, and caught the sheltered song - | And watched the clouds, and caught the sheltered song - | ||
Which it were more than life to hear again - | Which it were more than life to hear again - | ||
Of those small birds that pipe it all day long | Of those small birds that pipe it all day long | ||
Not far from Marly by the memoried Seine. | Not far from Marly by the memoried Seine. | ||
'''Midsummer''' | '''Midsummer''' | ||
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'''June''' | '''June''' | ||
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; | Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; | ||
The Summer dark is but the dawn of day. | The Summer dark is but the dawn of day. | ||
The last of sunset fades into the morning, | The last of sunset fades into the morning, | ||
The morning calls you from the dark away. | The morning calls you from the dark away. | ||
The holy mist, the white mist of the morning, | The holy mist, the white mist of the morning, | ||
Was wreathing upward on my lonely way. | Was wreathing upward on my lonely way. | ||
The way was waiting for your own adorning | The way was waiting for your own adorning | ||
That should complete the broad adorned day. | That should complete the broad adorned day. | ||
Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; | Rise up, and do begin the day's adorning; | ||
The little eastern clouds are dapple grey: | The little eastern clouds are dapple grey: | ||
There will be wind among the leaves to-day; | There will be wind among the leaves to-day; | ||
It is the very promise of the morning. | It is the very promise of the morning. | ||
Lux Tua Via Mea: your light's my way - | Lux Tua Via Mea: your light's my way - | ||
Then do rise up and make it perfect day. | Then do rise up and make it perfect day. | ||
'''July''' | '''July''' | ||
The Kings come riding back from the Crusade, | The Kings come riding back from the Crusade, | ||
The purple Kings and all their mounted men; | The purple Kings and all their mounted men; | ||
They fill the street with clamorous cavalcade; | They fill the street with clamorous cavalcade; | ||
The Kings have broken down the Saracen. | The Kings have broken down the Saracen. | ||
Singing a great song of the eastern wars, | Singing a great song of the eastern wars, | ||
In crimson ships across the sea they came, | In crimson ships across the sea they came, | ||
With crimson sails and diamonded dark oars, | With crimson sails and diamonded dark oars, | ||
That made the Mediterranean flash with flame. | That made the Mediterranean flash with flame. | ||
And reading how, in that far month, the ranks | And reading how, in that far month, the ranks | ||
Formed on the edge of the desert, armoured all, | Formed on the edge of the desert, armoured all, | ||
I wish to God that I had been with them | I wish to God that I had been with them | ||
When the first Norman leapt upon the wall, | When the first Norman leapt upon the wall, | ||
And Godfrey led the foremost of the Franks, | And Godfrey led the foremost of the Franks, | ||
And young Lord Raymond stormed Jerusalem. | And young Lord Raymond stormed Jerusalem. | ||
'''August''' | '''August''' | ||
The soldier month, the bulwark of the year, | The soldier month, the bulwark of the year, | ||
That never more shall hear such victories told; | That never more shall hear such victories told; | ||
He stands apparent with his heaven-high spear, | He stands apparent with his heaven-high spear, | ||
And helmeted of grand Etruscan gold. | And helmeted of grand Etruscan gold. | ||
Our harvest is the bounty he has won, | Our harvest is the bounty he has won, | ||
The loot his fiery temper takes by strength. | The loot his fiery temper takes by strength. | ||
Oh! Paladin of the Imperial sun! | Oh! Paladin of the Imperial sun! | ||
Oh! crown of all the seasons come at length! | Oh! crown of all the seasons come at length! | ||
This is sheer manhood; this is Charlemagne, | This is sheer manhood; this is Charlemagne, | ||
When he with his wide host came conquering home | When he with his wide host came conquering home | ||
From vengeance under Roncesvalles ta'en. | From vengeance under Roncesvalles ta'en. | ||
Or when his bramble beard flaked red with foam | Or when his bramble beard flaked red with foam | ||
Of bivouac wine-cups on the | Of bivouac wine-cups on the Lombard plain, | ||
What time he swept to grasp the world at Rome | What time he swept to grasp the world at Rome | ||
'''September''' | '''September''' | ||
I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, | I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, | ||
Looked eastward out to the September night; | Looked eastward out to the September night; | ||
The men that in the hopeless battle died | The men that in the hopeless battle died | ||
Rose, and deployed, and stationed for the fight; | Rose, and deployed, and stationed for the fight; | ||
A brumal army, vague and ordered large | A brumal army, vague and ordered large | ||
For mile on mile by some pale general,- | For mile on mile by some pale general,- | ||
I saw them lean by companies to the charge, | I saw them lean by companies to the charge, | ||
But no man living heard the bugle-call. | But no man living heard the bugle-call. | ||
And fading still, and pointing to their scars, | And fading still, and pointing to their scars, | ||
They fled in lessening clouds, where gray and high | They fled in lessening clouds, where gray and high | ||
Dawn lay along the heaven in misty bars; | Dawn lay along the heaven in misty bars; | ||
But watching from that eastern casement, I | But watching from that eastern casement, I | ||
Saw the Republic splendid in the sky, | Saw the Republic splendid in the sky, | ||
And round her terrible head the morning stars. | And round her terrible head the morning stars.}} | ||
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'''October''' | '''October''' | ||
Look, how those steep woods on the mountain's face | Look, how those steep woods on the mountain's face | ||
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'''November''' | '''November''' | ||
November is that historied Emperor, | November is that historied Emperor, | ||
Conquered in age, but foot to foot with fate, | Conquered in age, but foot to foot with fate, | ||
Who from his refuge high has heard the roar | Who from his refuge high has heard the roar | ||
Of squadrons in pursuit, and now, too late, | Of squadrons in pursuit, and now, too late, | ||
Stirrups the storm and calls the winds to war, | Stirrups the storm and calls the winds to war, | ||
And arms the garrison of his last heirloom, | And arms the garrison of his last heirloom, | ||
And shakes the sky to its extremest shore | And shakes the sky to its extremest shore | ||
With battle against irrevocable doom. | With battle against irrevocable doom. | ||
Till, driven and hurled from his strong citadels, | Till, driven and hurled from his strong citadels, | ||
He flies in hurrying cloud and spurs him on, | He flies in hurrying cloud and spurs him on, | ||
Empty of lingerings, empty of farewells | Empty of lingerings, empty of farewells | ||
And final benedictions, and is gone. | And final benedictions, and is gone. | ||
But in my garden all the trees have shed | But in my garden all the trees have shed | ||
Their legacies of the light, and all the flowers are dead. | Their legacies of the light, and all the flowers are dead. | ||
'''December''' | '''December''' | ||
Hoar Time about the house betakes him slow, | Hoar Time about the house betakes him slow, | ||
Seeking an entry for his weariness. | Seeking an entry for his weariness. | ||
And in that dreadful company distress | And in that dreadful company distress | ||
And the sad night with silent footsteps go. | And the sad night with silent footsteps go. | ||
On my poor fire the brands are scarce aglow, | On my poor fire the brands are scarce aglow, | ||
And in the woods without what memories press | And in the woods without what memories press | ||
Where, waning in the trees from less to less, | Where, waning in the trees from less to less, | ||
Mysterious bangs the hornàed moon and low. | Mysterious bangs the hornàed moon and low. | ||
For now December, full of aged care, | For now December, full of aged care, | ||
Comes in upon the yea and weakly grieves; | Comes in upon the yea and weakly grieves; | ||
Mumbling his lost desires and his despair; . | Mumbling his lost desires and his despair; . | ||
And with mad trembling hand still interweaves, | And with mad trembling hand still interweaves, | ||
The dank sear flower-stalks tangled in his hair, | The dank sear flower-stalks tangled in his hair, | ||
While round about him whirl the rotten leaves | While round about him whirl the rotten leaves | ||
'''The Night''' | '''The Night''' | ||
Most Holy Night, that still dost keep | Most Holy Night, that still dost keep | ||
The keys of all the doors of sleep, | The keys of all the doors of sleep, | ||
To me when my tired eyelids close | To me when my tired eyelids close | ||
Give thou repose | Give thou repose. | ||
And let the far lament of them | |||
That chaunt the dead day’s requiem | |||
Make in my ears, who wakeful lie, | |||
Soft lullaby. | |||
Let them that guard the hornàed Moon | |||
By my bedside their memories croon. | |||
So shall I have new dreams and blest | |||
In my brief rest. | |||
Fold thy great wings about my face, | |||
Hide day-dawn from my resting-place, | |||
And cheat me with thy false delight, | |||
Most Holy Night.}} | |||
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- Full Score with wind parts and piano short score for rehearsal
- Full Score with wind parts
- Noteworthy Composer files of individual movements (requires cresc.ttf font for "hairpins")
- Editor: Geoff Allan (submitted 2011-03-08). Score information: A4, 138 pages, 4.18 MB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Copyright (c) J G Allan 2011. This edition can be fully distributed, duplicated, performed and recorded.
General Information
Title: The Turning Year
Composer: Geoff Allan
Lyricist: Hilaire Belloc
Lyrics source: Verses and Sonnets, 1886
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Soloists Soprano, Alto, Tenor, Bass
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: Wind: Flute, Oboe, Clarinet in B flat doubling Bass Clarinet
First published: 2011
Description: The Turning Year is a choral song cycle set to poems by Hilaire Belloc. The work is in 15 short movements lasting about 1 hour in total. Each month of the year has a movement with a wordless setting for humming choir and solo oboe for midsummer and the whole work is framed by settings of a Belloc poem "Most Holy Night".
The work is set for SATB choir, SATB soloists accompanied by Flute, Oboe and Clarinet in Bflat doubling Bass Clarinet.
The work was performed in part by Myllburne Camerata in 2008 conducted by the composer.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text The Turning Year |
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