First Choral Symphony: Op. 41 |
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ad lib Air Air Allegretto Alto Andante animato Bacchus Bards Baritone Bass be-fore him thor-ough canst CELESTA CHIG AN UNIVE CHIG UNIV UNIVE chirping mirth chus Cloys cups and chirping dolce ENGLISH HORN ENTR'ACTE ev-er Eve-ry-thing is spoilt field-mouse FULL CHORUS Full Orchestra Full Score golden Gustav Holst HALF CHORUS hap-py Huzza for folly ill be-tide in-gale JOHN POINTER legato leggiero let her loose let wing-ed Fan-cy LORD lyre mf cresc MICHI UNIV morendo poco cresc poco meno mosso PRELUDE rall rav-ish'd RSITY Score and Wind Solo Soprano Spirit stacc staccato String sweet Fan-cy tempo Tenor thee thor-ough king-doms wide thought still spread Tonic Sol-fa touch sweet Plea-sure UNIV CHIG UNIV UNIV GAN UNIV MICHI UNIV UNIV CHIG UNIV UNIV UNIV UNIV VERS UNIVERSI VALSE Whence came ye wide the mind's wine we follow ye left young Bac-chus
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Page 28 - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting, and for ever young...
Page 28 - O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity...
Page 47 - Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone...
Page 28 - Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy? Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes,...
Page 47 - She will bring thee, all together, All delights of summer weather; All the buds and bells of May, From dewy sward or thorny spray: All the heaped Autumn's wealth, With a still, mysterious stealth : She will mix these pleasures up Like three fit wines in a cup...
Page 47 - Shaded hyacinth, alway Sapphire queen of the mid-May ; And every leaf, and every flower Pearled with the self-same shower. Thou shalt see the field-mouse peep Meagre from its celled sleep ; And the snake all winter-thin Cast on sunny bank its skin ; Freckled nest-eggs thou shalt see Hatching in the...
Page 28 - A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?