The Singers - Communion - René Clausen
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- čas přidán 23. 02. 2015
- Matthew Culloton, Artistic Director, leads The Singers - MCA in René Clausen's setting of George MacDonald from "Diary of an Old Soul". Melissa Morey, horn; Steve Swanson, piano; Aaron David Miller, organ.
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The lyrics are from George MacDonald's "Diary of an Old Soul" (the numbers indicate the date of the entry)
Jan 11.
I thought that I had lost thee; but, behold!
Thou comest to me from the horizon low,
Across the fields outspread of green and gold--
Fair carpet for thy feet to come and go.
Whence I know not, or how to me thou art come!--
Not less my spirit with calm bliss doth glow,
Meeting thee only thus, in nature vague and dumb.
Jan 5.
Thy fishes breathe but where thy waters roll;
Thy birds fly but within thy airy sea;
My soul breathes only in thy infinite soul;
I breathe, I think, I love, I live but thee.
Oh breathe, oh think,--O Love, live into me;
Unworthy is my life till all divine,
Till thou see in me only what is thine.
Jan 6.
Then shall I breathe in sweetest sharing, then
Think in harmonious consort with my kin;
Then shall I love well all my [earthly friends],
Feel one with theirs the life my heart within.
Oh brothers! sisters holy! hearts divine!
Then I shall be all yours, and nothing mine--
To every human heart a mother-twin.
Amen, amen…
Ah ... I thought that I had lost thee; but, behold!
Thou comest to me from the horizon low,
Across the fields outspread of green and gold--
Fair carpet for thy feet to come and go.
Whence I know not, or how to me thou art come!--
Not less my spirit with calm bliss doth glow,
Meeting thee only thus, in nature vague and dumb.
... I got that far ... then it goes somewhere else, though ... feeling rather lost! (I'm trying to find the entire text online but have, so far, come up empty.
Is the text available somewhere? (I see the MacDonald poem, but obviously this isn't the entire text. I would love to know what they are saying (I can't understand all the words). This is wonderful!
It looks like it is excerpted from this very long work: www.online-literature.com/george-macdonald/3538/