THE BRITISH MUSIC SOCIETY OF NORTHERN IRELAND in association with The Arts Council of Northern Ireland od otro Evol on nd avel and The Department of Music, Queen's University OT MERIEL DICKINSON roup thed (mezzo-soprano) and DICKINSON PETER sa dovon (piano) The Members' Rooms, Balmoral Saturday 19 May 1979, at 7.30 p.m. v ta

TEN SONGS Hugo Wolf (1860-1903) Bescheidene Liebe (poet unknown) I am not like other girls! I love quite openly, without any false shyness. My mother has often caught me kissing my sweetheart. My love does not depend on a betrothal ring and yet my lover is true to me. He is my sweet dove. Du denkst mit einem Fädchen (Italian Book, 1892) You think you can catch me with a feather, and make me love you with one glance. In the past I found others whose minds flew higher. I am indeed in love but not with you! Nein, junger Herr! (Italian Book) Oh no, young man, that's not the way to behave! I'm good enough for everyday, but on high days and holidays you find someone else! If you go on like this, you'll find your everyday girlfriend will give in her notice! Nun lass' uns Frieden schliessen (Italian Book) Let us make peace now, my love. We have been quarrelling too long. Princes and soldiers make peace - it should be possible for two loving hearts. In dem Schatten meiner Locken (Spanish Book, 1891) My lover has gone to sleep in the shadow of my hair. Shall I wake him? No! He grumbles about how much he needs me. He even calls me his serpent - yet he still sleeps at my side! Nimmersatte Liebe (Mörike Songs, 1889) Love cannot be satisfied with kisses! You may as well try to fill a sieve with water! We bit our lips with kisses today. It was always like this with love - even the wise Solomon did not find it any different! Heb' auf dein blondes Haupt (Italian Book) Lift your head up and don't fall asleep I must say four things to you. First - my heart breaks for you; second - I want to belong to you alone; third - I depend on you for my well-being; fourth my soul loves you alone.

Mogen alle bösen Zungen (Spanish Book) Let wicked scandalmongers say what they like I love whom- soever I love, and am loved in return! They are only spiteful because no-one loves them. of stone I could be expected to live alas! I am only a sweet tender girl! If I were made out without love, but Geh, Geliebter (Spanish Book) The market is open Go, my beloved, the morning is here. and the street is busy. I do not want the neighbours to see you because they cannot understand how deeply I love you. When the sun dries the pearls of dew from the meadows I must leave my precious pearl with tears, for what other people call day is to me darkest night. Fly, my love, from my arms - shall we spoil everything just for a few moments? One day we shall be together in heaven - but for now, go, my beloved. Ich hab' in Penna (Italian Book) I have a lover in Penna, one in Marenna, Ancona, Viterbo, Casentino, in my own town, in Magione, four in La Fratta, ten in Castiglione. THREE SONGS Emmanuel Chabrier (1841-1894) Les Cigales (Rosemonde Gerard) The sun is above the path, the shade is blue beneath the fig- trees. Distant cries are heard - noon is singing! The sun conducts the hidden, raucous indefatigable choir! These little cicadas have more soul than viols, they sing better than violins! They sport in the dust under the olive-trees, making their mad music. The sun pours down, everyone is sleeping except these creatures, heard through the notes of the angelus. L'tle heureuse (Ephraim Mikhael) In the bay by the shady gardens lovers have hung flowers on the masts of your enchanted ship, and we glide towards the land of ecstasy in warm summer. We rule the sea, cradling our dreams on the waves. Your pale hands seem to scent the evening air. There in the distance the happy island appears. where I shall sleep among the flowers in your arms.

Ballade des gros Dindons (Edmond Rostand) The fat turkeys march stupidly over the fields at a solemn pace, past the shepherdess, who hums as she spins. They look like prosperous merchants full of imbecilic importance, or spiteful magistrates with hostile eyes; their red throats swing; they seem to be holding a serious meeting! They have never been moved by the song of the nightingale, they follow their pompous leader until they hear the angelus, and return home. They are so gross, they can only be use- ful, romance does not interest them - they are philistines! * * * * * * * * * * * * INTERVAL * * * * * * * * * * * * SPORTS ET DIVERTISSEMENTS (1914) Erik Satie (1866-1925) Satie wrote these miniatures to appear with an album of coloured lithographs by the fashionable illustrator Charles Martin. The sketches, witty and satirical, depicted various social diversions. Satie complemented them with his music and some ironically appropriate little poems written into the score itself. Unappetising Chorale; The Swing; The Shoot; Italian Comedy; The Bride's Awakening; Blind Man's Buff; Fishing; Yachting: Bathing; Golf; The Octopus; Racing; Puss in the Corner; The Picnic; The Water Chute; The Tango; The Sledge; The Flirt; Fireworks; Tennis. RAGTIME SONGS AND PIANO PIECES Introduced by the artists. Thors