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BRITISH MUSIC SOCIETY OF NORTHERN IRELAND
1960-1961
MEMBERS' NIGHT
under the auspices of
THE QUEEN'S UNIVERSITY OF BELFAST
★
SERENADE
by
THE MCCREADY SINGERS
DEREK BELL
Oboes
HAVELOCK NELSON Piano
SIR WILLIAM WHITLA HALL
Queen's ersity, Belfast
TUESDAY, 11th OCTOBER, 1960
at 7.45 p.m.
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Tu es Petrus
Palestrina
Tu es Petrus, et super hanc petram aedificabo Ecclesiam
meam, et portae inferi non praevalebunt adversus eam :
Et tibi dabo claves regni caelorum.
Haec dies
Oboe D'Amore
William Byrd
Haec dies quam fecit Dominus. Exultemus et laetemur in
ea. Alleluia.
Sonata in A Major
What is our life?
Oboe
CHOIR
Though Amaryllis dance
What is our life ? a play of passion;
Our mirth the music of division.
Andante
Allegro
Larghetto
Allegretto
CHOIR
Sonata
Our mother's wombs the tiring houses be,
Where we are dressed for this short comedy.
Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is,
That sits and marks still who doth act amiss.
Our graves that hide us from the searching sun
Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.
Thus march we playing to our latest rest,
Only we die in earnest, that's no jest.
Allessandro Besozzi
(1702-1775)
Orlando Gibbons
William Byrd
Though Amaryllis dance in green, like Fairy Queen,
And sing full clear Corinna can, with smiling cheer:
Yet since their eyes make heart so sore,
Hey ho, chill love no more.
Andantino
Allegretto
Molto allegro
Love ye who list, I force him not, sith God it wot,
The more I wail, the less my sighs and tears prevail :
What shall I do but say therefore,
Hey ho, chill love no more.
*chill is an early English form of "I will".
Saint-Saens
(1835-1921)
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Balulalow
O my dear heart, young Jesus sweet,
Prepart Thy cradle in my spreit,
And I sall rock Thee in my heart,
And never mair from Thee depart.
But I sall praise Thee evermore,
With sangis sweet unto Thy gloir ;
The knees of my heart sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow.
The Devil a Monk would be
CHOIR
See the Gipsies
A wolf, by conscience pangs distressed,
From sin in cloister sought to rest;
He liked monastic life right well,
To change he was quite willing.
He bit the sheep and swine to death, and said
The parson's dog had done the killing.
Carillon
See the gipsies dancing high,
See the gipsies dancing low,
See the gipsies stamp their feet, duba!
Clap their hands to every beat, leba!
In the firelight whirling round, duba!
To the zither's jangling sound, leba!
Round the fire gipsies sway,
Listen to their strumming:
Rida, rida, bom, bom, bom,
Happy songs, laughter gay:
Summer days are coming.
Gerald Cockshott
Cor Anglais
Paul Hindemith
Pavane Pour une Infante Defunte
arr. Zoltán Kodály
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Et in terra pax.
Herod the King ordered that all the little children should
CHOIR
Neue Liebestlieder Walzer
be slain.
And his Guard went out and slew them.
Noé, Noé.
But Jesus was saved that He might save us,
Wherefore we sing
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Antony Hopkins
Ravel
(1875-1937)
Johannes Brahms
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First Recital-
CLAUDIO ARRAU
21st October, 1960
Sonata in E flat Op. 27 No. 1
Fantasy in C major Op. 17
Gaspard de la Nuit
Sketch to a Scene of Shakespeare
Concert Study No. 2
Transcendental Study No. 10
Beethoven
Schumann
Ravel
Smetana
Liszt
Liszt