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Britten: TE DEUM
Vaughan Williams: FIVE MYSTICAL SONGS
Cherubini: REQUIEM

Program notes, by Marie Gangemi

Luigi Cherubini: born September 8/14, 1760 (Florence); died March 15, 1842 (Paris)
Benjamin Britten: born November 22, 1913 (Lowestoft); died December 4, 1976 (Aldeburgh)
Ralph Vaughan Williams: born October 12, 1872 (Down Ampney); died August 26, 1958 (London)

     The life and career of Luigi Cherubini are closely intertwined with the French Revolution and its aftermath: an Italian by birth, he spent most of his adult life in Paris. The son of a professional musician, Cherubini began his musical studies with his father. By age 13 he had composed several religious works; at 20 he was awarded a scholarship to study in Bologna and Milan. Four years later, he went to London to free himself of what he considered the limitations and excesses of the Italian musical style. From London he traveled to Paris where he was presented to Marie Antoinette and where he received a commission to write an opera. He moved to France in 1786, the same year the royal finances were declared insolvent. The success of his opera earned him an appointment as the director of the Théâtre de Monsieur in the Tuileries in 1789 under the patronage of the king’s brother, the future Louis XVIII. On January 21, 1793 Louis XVI was executed.
     Despite his royalist connections, Cherubini remained in Paris throughout most of the Revolution and his operas enjoyed relative success. Music during the Revolution was a mobilizing force with clear political objectives. Opera was viewed as a royalist vestige unless it conveyed a heroism consistent with revolutionary ideals. Cherubini’s music was sufficiently “heroic” to allow him to remain active. (Ironically, the composer of La Marseillaise was arrested for his royalist ties and narrowly escaped the guillotine.) In 1794 Cherubini joined the staff of the National Institute of Music (which became the Conservatoire), a government appointment he kept for the rest of his life.
     The rise of Napoleon marked a downturn in Cherubini’s career: Napoleon disliked Cherubini’s music and Cherubini disliked Napoleon. During a visit to Vienna in 1805 Cherubini met Beethoven, who considered him one of the greatest dramatic composers of the time. Cherubini considered Beethoven “brusque.” By 1807, Cherubini had essentially stopped writing. Aside from his duties at the Conservatoire, he occupied himself with painting and the study of botany. Then, in 1809, he produced his first sacred work since his early years; others followed.
     In 1815, Napoleon was exiled and the Bourbons returned to power. Cherubini’s former patron was now Louis XVIII. The bodies of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette were located and brought, with great pomp, to the royal crypt at the Abbey St. Denis on the anniversary of Louis’ execution; Cherubini was commissioned to write a requiem mass. Two years later, on January 21, 1817, Cherubini’s Requiem in C minor was performed at a memorial service in the crypt.
     In the previous half century, Requiems had become as much a concert genre as a liturgical one. Perhaps in reaction to this trend and to his past as an opera composer, Cherubini scored his Requiem entirely for chorus. The texture and color normally assigned to the vocal soloists were taken up by the orchestra—from the first startling stroke of the tam tam at the beginning of the “Dies irae” to the word painting and solo-quality vocal lines and the increasingly hushed plea for eternal peace at the end. Despite its royal purpose, the work conveys an equality among the performers as well as the “heroic” spirit that allowed Cherubini to continue producing his operas during the Revolution.
     It was an overwhelming success. Beethoven stated that “If I were to write a Requiem, Cherubini’s would be my only model” and requested that it be performed at his funeral. Schuman felt it was “without equal in the world.” Berlioz observed that “the decrescendo in the ‘Agnus Dei’ surpasses everything that has ever been written of the kind.” He also noted that the work had a “monopoly” on memorial services in France. The only substantial criticism came from the Archbishop of Paris who in 1834 objected to Cherubini’s use of female voices. In response, he wrote the Requiem in D minor for orchestra and male chorus and instructed that it be played at his funeral. To the end, Cherubini showed a canny ability to persevere in the face of political pressure!
     The remainder of tonight’s program shifts from revolutionary France to twentieth-century England. Although a generation apart in age, both Ralph Vaughan Williams and Benjamin Britten have each been called the greatest English composer since Purcell.
     The younger of the two, Britten began composing as a child; while still a teenager, his work began to attract critical attention. In 1934 he composed A Boy is Born for the BBC Singers and the Te Deum in C, dedicated to the choir of St. Mark's Church, London and its organist and choir director Maurice Vinden. An ancient hymn of praise, the Te Deum is a matins prayer; in accordance with Anglican practice and The Book of Common Prayer, Britten’s composition uses the Tudor English text. The music is nuanced to use the drama of the words to its fullest advantage. Thus, the first part, in praise of God, is stately and somewhat formal. The second, in praise of Christ, features an intimate treble solo echoed by the chorus and gently flows into the third part, a prayer for mercy that fades away with a plea for salvation. Throughout, rapidly shifting juxtapositions of rhythm, harmony, and dynamics, imitation and repetition, characterization and texture all draw the listener into a simultaneously solid, ethereal, and uniquely Britten tapestry of sound. Originally scored for organ, Britten prepared an orchestral version the following year.
     Three weeks after completing the original version of the Te Deum, Britten began a companion Jubilate Deo, also dedicated to the St. Mark’s choir. He never completed it. When, in 1961, Prince Philip asked Britten to write something for St. George’s Chapel at Windsor Castle, he returned to his early plan to compose a companion Jubilate for the Te Deum in C. It was the only piece he composed for the chapel.
     Tonight marks the New York State premiere of the orchestral version of Britten’s Te Deum in C, the second Britten premiere for the Society. In 1978, in celebration of Britten’s life and work, the Society presented the U.S. premiere of Phaedra.
     Among Britten’s professors at the Royal College of Music was Ralph Vaughan Williams. He did not approve of his student’s “technical virtuosity for its own sake,” which was in contrast to the apparent simplicity and clarity of his own music. England’s folk music heritage was an important early influence for Vaughan Williams. But it was by no means the only one. As one critic observed about his work, "one is never quite sure whether one is listening to something very old or very new."
     Five Mystical Songs is an early work. Vaughan Williams began it in 1906 and completed it in 1911. Like much of his vocal music, it draws its text from English literature, in this case, four poems by the metaphysical poet, hymnist, and country priest George Herbert (1593–1633). Tradition holds that Herbert, from his deathbed, gave the manuscript of The Temple to a friend with instructions that it be published if he thought the poems might “turn to the advantage of any poor, dejected soul.” Although the first and last songs are clearly religious, the middle songs, on first glance, may concern earthly love. To Herbert, however, God and love were one and the same and Vaughan Williams, whose wife described him as "an atheist . . . [who] later drifted into a cheerful agnosticism" composed to this ambiguity. Thus, the tender love song, “I Got Me Flowers” is actually part of the poem “Easter.”
     Vaughan Williams’ songs enjoy a variety of treatments. “Easter” is scored for baritone and chorus. “I Got Me Flowers” features a baritone and a wordless commentary by the chorus. In “Love Bade Me Welcome” the baritone is again answered wordlessly by the chorus, this time with the ancient plainchant “O sacrum convivium” (O sacred banquet). “The Call” is sung by the baritone alone and “Antiphon,” a triumphant hymn of praise, features just the chorus. Together, they showcase Vaughan Williams’ genius for using the human voice in all its splendid diversity. (Flos Campi, which the Oratorio Society will perform next spring, uses the vocal line as an orchestral instrument.)
     Five Mystical Songs premiered on September 4, 1911 at the Three Choirs Festival in Worcester with Vaughan Williams conducting. Nearly a century later, it is still as fresh and mystical.
Marie Gangemi

 

Luigi Cherubini: Requiem in C minor

 1. Introitus et Kyrie
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
   et lux perpetua luceat eis. 
Te decet hymnus, Deus, in Sion
   et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem.
Exaudi orationem meam. 
Ad te omnis caro veniet.  

Kyrie eleison.                                                   
Christe eleison.                  
Kyrie eleison.                                                   
 

Lord, grant them eternal rest
   and let perpetual light shine upon them.
To you, Lord, are due songs of praise in Zion.
   to you offerings are made in Jerusalem.
Hear my prayer.
To you come all who lived as flesh.

Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
2. Graduale
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
In memoria aeterna erit justus
ab auditione mala non timebit
 
Lord, grant them eternal rest
   and let perpetual light shine upon them.
The just will be remembered forever
   and will not fear evil gossip.
3. Sequentia
Dies irae, dies illa.
   Solvet saeculum in favilla 
   teste David cum Sybilla.  
Quantus tremor est futurus
   quando judex est venturus
   cuncta stricte discussurus.
Tuba mirum spargens sonum
   per sepulcra regionem
   coget omnes ante thronum. 
Mors stupebit et natura
   cum resuget creatura
   judicanti responsura.
Liber scriptus proferetur
   in quo totum continetur
   unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo cum sedebit
   quidquid latet apparebit.
   Nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
   Quem patronem rogaturus,
   cum vix justus sit securus?
Rex tremendae majestatis
   qui salvandos salvas gratis,
   salva me fons pietatis.
Recordare, Jesu pie,
   quod sum causa tuae viae.
   Ne me perdas illa die.
Quaerens me sedisti lassus
   redemisti crucem passus.
   Tantus labor non sit cassus.  
Juste judex ultionis,
   donum fac remissionis
   ante diem rationis
Ingemisco tanquam reus.
   Culpa rubet vultus meus.
   Supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti
   et latronem exaudisti,
   mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meae non sunt dignae;
   sed tu bonus fac benigne
   Ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum praesta
   et ab haedis me sequestra,
   Statuens in parte dextra.
Confutatis maledictus
   flammis accribus addictis,
   voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
   cor contritum quasi cinis.
   Gere curam mei finis.
Lacrymosa dies illa
   qua resurget ex favilla
   judicandus homo reus. 
Huis ergo, parce, Deus.
   Pie Jesu Domine,
   dona eis requiem.
 
The day of wrath, the day of grief.
   The ages will be crushed like a cinder,
   as David and the Sibyl foretold.
How great a quaking there will be on that day
   when the judge comes
   to weigh our every deed.
A wondrous trumpet
   will call the dead
   before the throne.
Death and nature will be overcome
   as all creatures rise from their graves
   to answer the judge's call.
The book will be opened
   in which all acts are written
   upon which the world will be judged.
When the judge takes his place
   whatever lies hidden will come to light.
   No act will remain unavenged.
What then shall I, poor wretch, reply?
   Upon what patron can I call
   when even the just feel only uncertainty?
King of great majesty
   who gives salvation freely,
   save me, fount of mercy.
Remember, merciful Jesus,
   that for me you walked life's hard way.
   Do not condemn me on that dread day.
In search of me you sat down weary
   and redeemed me on the cross
   Do not let that great deed be in vain.
Judge whose punishments are just,
   forgive my sins
   before the day of reckoning.
I sigh as one accused.
   I blush with shame.
   Forgive me Lord.
When you forgave Mary
   and heard the thief's prayers,
   you gave me hope.
My prayers are unworthy,
   but in your goodness, be merciful.
   Do not let me burn in the eternal flames.
Separate me from the goats
   and grant me a place among your sheep.
   Let me stand at your right side.
When the damned are condemned
   to the devouring flames,
   call me among the blessed.
Kneeling and bowed,
   I plead with a heart crushed like ashes.
   Help me on my last day.
There will be tears on that dread day
   when the guilty rise from the burning ashes
   to be sentenced.
Then spare these souls, O God, we pray.
   Merciful Lord Jesus,
   grant them rest.
4. Offertorium
Domine Jesu Christe, Rex gloriae,
   libera animas omnium fidelium
      defunctorum
   de poenis inferni et de
      profundo lacu.
Libera eas de ore leonis,
   ne absorbeat eas tartarus.
   Ne cadant in obscurum.
Sed signifer sanctus Michael
   repraesentat eas in lucem sanctam,
   quam olim Abrahae promisisti
      et semini ejus.
Hostias et preces tibi, Domine, laudis offerimus.
Tu suscipe pro animabus illis
   quarum hodie memoriam facimus.
Fac eas Domine de morte transire
      ad vitam
   quam olim Abrahae promisisti
      et semini ejus.
 
Lord Jesus Christ, king of glory,
   deliver the souls of the faithful
      departed

   from the punishment of hell and the
      bottomless abyss.

Deliver them from the lion's mouth,
   that hell not swallow them up.
   Do not let them fall into the darkness.
Let your standard-bearer Michael
   lead them into the holy light
   that was once promised to Abraham
      and his seed.

We offer, Lord, sacrifices and prayers of praise.
Receive them for the souls of those
   whose memory we keep this day.
Let them pass from death
      to the life

   that was once promised to Abraham
      and his seed.
5. Sanctus et Benedictus
Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus,
Dominus Deus sabaoth.
Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis.
 
Holy, Holy, Holy,
Lord God of multitudes
Heaven and earth are filled with your glory.
Hosanna in the highest.
6. Pie Jesu
Pie Jesu, Domine,
   dona eis requiem sempiternam.
 
Gentle Lord Jesus,
   grant them everlasting rest.
7. Agnus Dei et Communio
Agnus Dei qui tollis
      peccata mundi,
   dona eis requiem sempiternam.
Lux aeterna luceat eis, Domine,
   cum sanctis tuis
      in aeternum,
   quia pius est.
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
Et lux perpetua luceat eis.
 
Lamb of God who takes away
      the sins of the world,
   grant them everlasting rest.
Let eternal light shine upon them, Lord,
   in the company of your blessed
      through eternity,
   because you are compassionate
Eternal rest grant unto them Lord,
And let perpetual light shine upon them.
 
Benjamin Britten: Te Deum in C

We praise Thee, O God.
   We acknowledge Thee to be the Lord.
All the earth doth worship Thee, the Father everlasting.
   To Thee all Angels cry aloud, the Heav’ns and all the Powers therein.
   To Thee Cherubin and Seraphin continually cry:
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth.
   Heav'n and earth are full of the Majesty of Thy Glory.
The glorious company of the Apostles praise Thee.
   The goodly fellowship of the Prophets praise Thee.
   The noble army of Martyrs praise Thee.
   The Holy Church throughout all the world doth acknowledge Thee.
The Father of an infinite Majesty,
   Thine honourable, true and only Son,
   Also the Holy Ghost, the Comforter.
Thou are the King of Glory, O Christ
   Thou art the everlasting Son of the Father.
When Thou tookest upon Thee to deliver man,
   Thou didst not abhor the Virgin’s womb.
When Thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death,
   Thou didst open the Kingdom of Heav’n to all believers.
Thou sittest at the right hand of God in the Glory of the Father.
   We believe that Thou shalt come to be our Judge.
We therefore pray Thee, help Thy servants
   Whom Thou has redeemed with Thy precious blood.
Make them to be number’d with Thy Saints in glory everlasting.
O Lord, save Thy people and bless Thine heritage.
   Govern them and lift them up forever.
Day by day we magnify Thee
   And we worship Thy Name, ever world without end.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this day without sin.
   O Lord, have mercy upon us.
O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us, as our trust is in thee.
   O Lord, in Thee have I trusted.
Let me never be confounded.

 
Ralph Vaughan Williams: Five Mystical Songs(baritone and chorus)

No. 1: Easter
Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen.
Sing his praise without delays.
Who takes thee by the hand,
   That thou likewise with him may'st rise.
   That, as his death calcined thee to dust,
   His life may make thee gold, and much more, just.
Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part with all thy art.
   The cross taught all wood to resound his name who bore the same.
   His stretched sinews taught all strings,
   What key is best to celebrate this most high day.
Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song, pleasant and long:
   Or since all music is but three parts vied, and multiplied,
   O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part,
   And make up our defects with his sweet art.

No. 2: I Got Me Flowers
I got me flowers to strew thy way;
   I got me boughs off many a tree,
   But thou wast up by break of day,
   And brought'st thy sweets along with thee.
The Sun arising in the East,
   Though he give light, and the East perfume,
   If they should offer to contest with thy arising,
   They presume.
Can there be any day but this,
   Though many suns to shine endeavour?
   We count three hundred, but we miss:
   There is but one, and that one ever.

No. 3: Love Bade Me Welcome
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
   guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
   from my first entrance in,
   drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
   if I lack'd any thing.
“A guest,” I answer'd, “worthy to be here.”
   Love said, “You shall be he.”
“I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,|
   I cannot look on thee.”
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
   “Who made the eyes but I?”
“Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them:
   let my shame go where it doth deserve.”
“And know you not,” says Love, “who bore the blame?”
   “My dear—then I will serve.”
“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat:”
So I did sit and eat.

No. 4: The Call
Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life:
   Such a Way, as gives us breath,
   Such a Truth, as ends all strife,
   And such a Life, as killeth death.
Come, my Light, my Feast, my Strength:
   Such a Light, as shows a feast,
   Such a Feast, as mends in length,
   Such a Strength, as makes his guest.
Come, my Joy, my Love, my Heart:
   Such a Joy, as none can move,
   Such a Love, as none can part,
   Such a Heart, as joyes in love.

No. 5: Antiphon
Let all the world in every corner sing,
   My God and King.
The heavens are not too high,
   His praise may thither fly:
The earth is not too low,
   His praises there may grow.
Let all the world in every corner sing,
   My God and King.
The Church with Psalms must shout,
   No door can keep them out:
But above all, the heart
   Must bear the longest part.
Let all the world in every corner sing,
   My God and King.