School of Music
U N C G
Womenʼs Glee Club
Garrett Saake, conductor
Menʼs Glee Club
James Keith, conductor
Womenʼs Choir
Matthew Webb, conductor
assisted by:
Matthew Webb, accompanist
Frank Zachery, accompanist
Clare Toy, accompanist
November, 7, 2009
3:30 pm
Recital Hall, School of Music
Program
Awake, My Soul! Bob Chilcott
(b. 1955)
Oh My Love Norman Luboff
(1917-1987)
M. Eden Badgett, conductor
Folk Songs of the Four Seasons, Autumn Ralph Vaughan Williams
I. John Barleycorn (1872-1958)
II. The Unquiet Grave
III. An Acre of Land
What is Pink? Ned Rorem
(b. 1923)
Womenʼs Glee Club
Garrett Saake, conductor
Matthew Webb, accompanist
A Young Manʼs Song John Clements
Marques L. A. Garrett, conductor
Lowlands American Sea Shanty
Soloist: Christopher Juengel Arr. Shaw/Parker
Soldierʼs Chorus from Faust (1859) Charles Gounod
(1818-1893)
Last Letter Home (2008) Lee Hoiby
(b. 1926)
Text by PFc. Jesse A. Givens
Beati Mortui Felix Mendelssohn
(1809-1847)
Menʼs Glee Club
James Keith, conductor
Frank Zachery, accompanist
Prelude Ola Gjeilo
(b. 1978)
Gesänge für Frauenchor, Op. 17 Johannes Brahms
Es tönt ein voller Harfenklang (1833-97)
Lied von Shakespeare
Der Gärtner
Mary Pritchett Boudreault and Andrea Brown, horn
Bonnie Bach, harp
Things That Never Die Lee Dengler
James Cornfoot, conductor
You Could Drive a Person Crazy from Company Stephen Sondheim
(b. 1930)
Brittany Polk, soprano
Justin Biegger, the role of Bobby
John Mark Swink, stage direction
Matthew Webb and Clare Toy, piano
Womenʼs Choir
Matthew Webb, conductor
Clare Toy, accompanist
________
In partial fulfillment of the degree requirements for the
Master of Music in Performance or Conducting
Doctor of Musical Arts in Performance or Conducting
Bob Chilcott:
Awake, my soul!
Thomas Ken (1637-1711)
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
The daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Redeem thy misspent youth thatʼs past,
Live this day as it were thy last:
Improve thy talent with due care:
For the great Day thyself prepare.
Let all thy converse be sincere,
Thy conscience as the noonday clear;
Think how all seeing God thy ways
And all thy secret thoughts surveys.
By influence of the light divine
Let thy own light in good works shine:
Reflect all heavenʼs propitious ways
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angles bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praise to the eternal King.
Awake, awake, ye heavenly choir,
May your devotion me inspire,
That I like you my age may spend,
Like you may on my God attend.
Awake!
Norman Luboff:
Oh My Love
Oh my love, lovʼst thou me?
Then quickly come and save her
That dies for thee.
Ralph Vaughan Williams:
Folk Songs of the Four Seasons
Autumn: I. John Barleycorn
There came three men from out the West
Their victory to try,
And they have taken a solemn oath
John Barleycorn should die.
Chorus:
Sing right fol lol the diddle al the dee,
Right fol leero dee.
The took a plough and ploughed him in,
Laid clods upon his head:
And they have taken a solemn oath
John Barleycorn is dead.
So then he lay for three long weeks
Till the dew from heaven did fall:
John Barleycorn sprang up again
And that surprised them all
There he remained till midsummer
And looked both pale and wan,
For all he had a spiky beard
To shew he was a man.
But soon came men with their sharp scythes
And chopped him to the knee,
They rolled and tied by the waist
And served him barbarously.
Weʼll tip white wine into a glass
And scarlet into a can,
John Barleycorn and his brown bowl
Shall prove the better man.
Autumn: II. The Unquiet Grave
Cold blows the wind to my true love,
And a few small drops of rain;
I never had but one true love
And in greenwood he was slain.
Iʼll do as much for my true love
As any young girl may,
Iʼll sit and weep down by his grave
For twelve months and a day.
But when twelve months were come and gone
This young man he arose,
ʻWhat makes you weep down by my grave?
I canʼt take my reposeʼ
One kiss of your lily white lips,
One kiss is all I crave,
And return back to your grave.
ʻMy lips they are as cold as clay,
My breath is earthy and strong,
If you were to kiss my lily white lips,
Your days would not be long.ʼ
ʻMy time be long, my time be short,
Tomorrow or today
Sweet Christ in heaven have all my soul
And take my soul away.ʼ
Autumn: III. An Acre of Land
My father left me an acre of land,
Ivy sing Ivery
My father left me an acre of land,
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
I ploughed is with a ramʼs horn
Ivy sing Ivery
I sowed it with a thimble,
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
I harrowed it with a bramble bush,
Ivy sing Ivery
I reaped it with a pen knife
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
I sent it home in a walnut shell
Ivy sing Ivery
I threshed it with my needle and thread,
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
I winnowed it with a handkerchief,
Ivy sing Ivery
I sent it to mill with a team of great rats,
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
The carter brought a curly whip,
Ivy sing Ivery
The whip did pop and the wagon did stop.
And a bunch of green holly and Ivery.
Ned Rorem:
What is Pink?
Christina Rossetti
What is pink?
A rose is pink by the fountainʼs brink.
What is red?
A poppyʼs red in its barley bed.
What is blue?
The sky is blue where the clouds float through.
What is white?
A swan is white sailing in the light.
What is yellow?
Pears are yellow, rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green?
The grass is green, with small flowers between
What is Violet?
Clouds are violet in the summer twilight.
What is orange?
Why, an orange, just an orange.
John Clements:
A Young Manʼs Song
Text by William Bell
Maidens who this bursting May
Through the woods in quaint distress
Wander till you find your way,
Attend to what I have to say,
But ask me nothing you can guess.
Here I learned a year ago
This burden from a shepherdess
“Love is wakefulness and woe
where he hurts you ought to know
so ask me nothing you can guess.”
My dear said when you complain
You cry to courtesy for redress
May not I avenge your pain?
But still she sang the same refrain,
Ask me nothing you can guess.
In that thicket where we hid
We found a primrose bank to press
And there I served her as she bid
Let me shew you what we did!
But ask me nothing you can guess.
Robert Shaw and Alice Parker:
Lowlands
American Sea Shanty
Lowlands, lowlands away, my John.
My dollar and a half a day.
O, my old mother she wrote to me
to come home from sea.
A dollar a day is a Hoosier's pay.
All in the night my true love came.
She came to me all in my sleep,
And then I knew my love was dead.
Lowlands, lowlands away, my John.
My dollar and a half a day.
Charles Gounod:
Soldier's Chorus from Faust
Refrain:
Glory and love to the men of old!
Their sons may copy their virtue bold.
Courage in heart and a sword in hand,
Both ready to fight
and ready to die
for Fatherland!
Who needs bidding to dare,
by a trumpet blown?
Who lacks pity to spare
when the field is won?
Who would fly from a foe if alone or last?
And boast he was true, As coward might do,
when peril is past!
Refrain
Now home again we come,
the long and fiery strife of war is over;
Rest charms us after toil
as hard as ours beneath a stranger sun.
And maiden fair is waiting there
to greet her truant soldier lover,
And many a heart will fail,
And brow grow pale to hear,
to hear the tale of cruel peril he has run.
We are at home
Refrain
Lee Hoiby:
Last Letter Home
text by PFc. Jesse Givens (1969-2003)
I searched all my life for a dream
And I found it in you.
I would like to think
I made a positive difference in your lives.
I will never be able to make up for the bad,
I am so sorry.
The happiest moments in my life
all deal with my little family.
I will always have with me
the small moments we all shared.
The moments when you quit
taking life so serious and smiled.
The sound of a beautiful boy's laughter,
or the simple nudge of a baby unborn.
You will never know
how complete you have made me.
You opened my eyes
to a world I never dreamed existed.
Dakota, you are more son
than I could ever ask for.
You have a big beautiful heart.
I will always be there
in our park when you dream,
so we can still play.
I hope some day
you will have a son like mine.
I love you Toad.
I will always be there with you.
I'll be in the sun,
shadows,
dreams, and joys of your life.
Bean, I never got to see you
but I know in my heart you are beautiful.
I have never been so blessed as I was
on the day I met Melissa Dawn Benfield.
You are my angel, soulmate,
wife, lover and best friend.
I am so sorry.
I did not want to have to write this letter.
There is so much more I need to say.
So much more I need to share.
A lifetime's worth.
I married you for a million lifetimes.
That's how long I will be with you.
Please find it in your heart
to forgive me for leaving you alone.
Do me one favor,
after you tuck the children in,
give them hugs and kisses from me.
Go outside and look at the stars
and count them.
Don't forget to smile.
Felix Mendelssohn:
Beati Mortui
Beati Mortui
in Domino morientes de inceps.
Dicit enim spiritus,
ut requiescant a laboribus suis
et opera illorum
sequuntur ipsos.
Beati Mortui
in Domino morientes de inceps.
Ola Gjeilo:
Prelude
Exsultate, jubilate, o vos animae beatae,
Exsultate, jubilate, Summa Trinitas revelatur
Et ubique adoratur,
Date gloriam, date illi gloriam
Summa Trinitas adoratur, date illi gloriam.
Tu virginum corona, tu nobis pacem dona.
Tu consolare affectus, unde suspirat cor.
Alleluia.
Johannes Brahms:
Gesänge für Frauenchor, Op. 17
No. 1 Es tönt ein voller Harfenklang
Friedrich Rupert
Es tönt ein voller Harfenklang,
Den Lieb und Sehnsucht schwellen
Er dringt zum Herzen tief und bang
Und lässt das Auge quellen.
O rinnet, Tränen, nur herab,
O schlage, Herz, mit Beben!
Es sanken Lieb und Glück ins Grab,
Verloren ist das Leben!
No. 2 Lied von Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
translated by August Wilhelm Schlegel
Komm herbei, komm herbei, Tod!
Und versenk in Cypressen den Leib.
Lass mich frei, lass mich frei, Not!
Mich erschlägt ein holdseliges Weib.
Mit Rosmarin mein Leichenhemd,
O bestellt es!
Ob Lieb ans Herz mir tötlich kommt,
Treu hält es.
Keine Blum, keine Blum süss
Sei gestreut auf den schwärzlichen Sarg.
Keine Seel, keine Seel grüss
Mein Gebein, wo die Erd es verbarg.
Blessed are the dead
who henceforth die in the Lord.
Thus sayeth the spirt
That they may rest from their labors
and their works
follow them.
Blessed are the dead
who henceforth die in the Lord.
Rejoice greatly, O you blessed souls,
Rejoice greatly, the Great Trinity is revealed
And everywhere adored,
Give glory, give it glory
The Great Trinity is adored, give it glory.
You, O crown of virgins, grant us peace.
Console our feelings, from which our hearts
sigh.
Alleluia.
Songs for Womenʼs Choir, Op. 17
A full harp sound rings forth
A full harp sound rings forth,
Increasing love and longing;
It pierces deep into the frightened heart
And makes the eyes overflow;
O tears flow on,
O heart, throb, and tremble!
Love and happiness sank into the grave;
Life is lost!
Song of Shakespeare
Come away, come away death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath,
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
Oh prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet
On my black coffin let there be strown;
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be
Um Ach und Weh zu wenden ab,
Bergt alleine
Mich, wo kein Treuer wall and Grab
Und weine.
No. 3 Der Gärtner
Joseph von Eichendorff
Wohn ich gehʼ und schaue,
In Feld und Wald und Tal,
Vom Berg hinab in die Aue:
Vielschöne, hohe Fraue,
Grüssʼ ich dich tausendmal
In meinem Garten find ich
Viel Blumen, schön und fein,
Viel Kränze wohl draus wind ich
Und tausend Gedanken bind ich
Und Grüsse mit darein.
Ihr darf ich keinen reichen,
Sie ist zu hoch und schön,
Die müssen alle verbleichen,
Die Liebe nur ohnegleichen
Bleibt ewig im Herzen stehn.
Ich schein wohl froher Dinge,
Und schaffe auf und ab,
Und ob das Herz zerspringe,
Ich grabe fort und singe
Und grab mir bald mein Grab.
thrown.
A thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O where
Sad true love never find my grave,
To weep there.
The Gardener
Wherever I go and look,
In field and forest and valley,
From the mountain down to the meadow,
Most beautiful, noble lady,
I greet you a thousand times.
In my garden I find
Many lovely and delicate flowers;
Indeed, I weave many garlands with them
And I bind a thousand thoughts
And greetings into them.
To her I may offer none of these;
She is too noble and fair.
They must all wither and die;
Only love beyond compare
Remains forever in the heart.
I seem to be in good spirits,
And I work here and there,
And even if my heart bursts,
I dig away and sing
And soon will dig my grave.
Womenʼs Glee Club
Soprano
Cherri Bailey – Jacksonville, NC
Kaneesha Baxter – Charlotte, NC
Margaret Carpenter – Charlotte, NC
Olivia Chilton – Winston-Salem, NC
Lauren Foster – Holly Springs, NC
Rachel Gains – Greensboro
Erica Gard – Concord, NC
Esha Grover – Asheville, NC
Brittney Hinsdale – Belews Creek, NC
Amy Larsen – Winston Salem, NC
Gracie Lepko – Greensboro, NC
Samantha MacReynolds – Vienna, VA
Cara Mann – Jerico, VA
Mary-Beth McNeill – Raleigh, NC
Monique Melendez – Asheboro, NC
Rocio Méndez – Kernersville, NC
Molly Olsen – Asheville, NC
Tonya Pruett – Sylva, NC
Molly E. Rigg – Clayton, NC
Lauren Ritch – Asheboro, NC
Eun-Ju Seo – Winston-Salem, NC
Katie Skawski – Andersen, SC
Natasha Todd – Charlotte, NC
Elizabeth Townley – Kernersville, NC
Meg Weckworth – Greensboro, NC
Shelbi West – Charlotte, NC
Mihoshoty Yamaguchi – Miami, FL
Alto
Gina Adams – Garner, NC
M. Eden Badgett – Memphis, TN
Lyndsay Bolden – Holly Springs, NC
Joanna Canipe – Greensboro, NC
Hallie Chandler – Greensboro, NC
Kristen David – Asheville, NC
Janelle Dawson – Charlotte, NC
Amber Donley – Hickory, NC
Rikki Gibbs – Knightdale, NC
Katherine Gilmore – Charlotte, NC
Katie Keim – Gastonia, NC
Chelsea Knapp – Kill Devil Hills, NC
Bev Moore Lukasevics – High Point, NC
Patricia Min – South Riding, NC
Sumner Rhodes – Gastonia, NC
Abigail Smith – Hickory, NC
Brianna Tiffany – Syracuse, NY
Sarah Tueting – Raleigh, NC
Scarlett L. Whitfield – Raleigh, NC
Sarah Wilkinson- Clemmons, NC
Andria Williamson – Summerfield, NC
Menʼs Glee Club
Albee, CJ
Benson,Anthony
Biegger, Justin
Blank, Jon
Blanton, Matthew
Boyd, David
Britto, William
Collins, Patrick
Cox, Logan
Crisp, David
Daniel, Nick
Dougherty, Jack
Durham, Eric
Freeman, Jonathan
Freeman, Robert
Gooden, Jonathan
Habib, Daniel
Hagstrom, Joshua
Harris, Jeremy
Harvey, Justin
Humbert, Joey
Juengel, Christopher
Koerner, Dylan
Lackey, Caleb
Lego, James
Leybourne, Greyson
Lucas, Rett
Maggi, Matteo
Melton, Kyle
Moss, Willson
Nivens, Brandon
Pacheco, Paolo
Pavik, John
Peavy, Brandon
Pitts, Taylor
Price, Ethan
Prins, Andrew
Rich, Nick
Rothstein, Ray
Rowen, Jamie
Scott, Josh
Summerlin, Arthur
Thayer, Benjamin
Thompson, Maclain
Tolodziecki, Daniel
Turmel, Caleb
Tyler, James
Tysor, Joseph
Whitener, Jeremy
Wiley, Nicholas
Williams, Steven
Williford, Scott
Wright, Cory
Yates, Phillip
Womenʼs Choir
Sarah Bogardus – Holly Springs, NC
Alex Bowers – Raleigh, NC
Rebekah Bray – Raleigh, NC
Valerie Davidson – Chapel Hill, NC
Adrianna Fowler – Dobson, NC
Mary Amanda Harmon – Elkin, NC
Emily Healey – Fuquay-Varina, NC
Cathryn Hoffmann – Durham, NC
Amy Kemp – Raleigh, NC
Katarina Kohari – Seagrove, NC
An Kung – Taipei, Taiwan
Amber Leeming – Glendale, AZ
Hannah Lomas – Wilmington, NC
Jessica Mariskanish – Wilmington, NC
Lindsey Ogilvy – Fairfield, CT
Brittany Polk – Gastonia, NC
Natalie Popovich – Charlotte, NC
Natalie Pugh – Greensboro, NC
Donna Rendley – Olney, MD
wAudrey Severson – Asheboro, NC
Victoria Shamas – Pawleys Island, SC
Xaviar Steele-McCrae – Concord, NC
Kirby Treadaway – Garner, NC
Tyson Upham – Raleigh, NC
Kayla Watson – Trinity, NC
