Go, Lovely Rose. Eric Whitacre. Edmund Waller. Sweetly blossoming J-C. 80 mp. Soprano. – NIL. – kwa love – ly rose mp >>. Tell her that. Alto. Tell her,_ tell her. GO, LOVELY ROSE LYRICS by ERIC WHITACRE: Go, lovely Rose- / Tell her that wastes her time and me. Check out Go Lovely Rose (Three Flower Songs) by Eric Whitacre and Eric Whitacre Singers on Amazon Music. Stream ad-free or purchase CD’s and MP3s .
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At the time I was interested only in synthesizers and Depeche Mode, and so I auditioned as a music major because it seemed the best thing to do before I hit the big time.
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Streams Videos Whitacrr Posts. Weiller had an ongoing tradition of including in each year’s music a different setting of Edmund Waller ‘s luscious poem, “Go, lovely rose.
Until the universe can fit inside my heart. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
The Text I Hide Myself I hide myself within my flower that wearing on your llovely, You, unsuspecting wear me too and angels know the rest. He reflects some local aspects of the text in the more urgent rhythms of “tell her,” the awed voyeuristic repeat of “graces spied,” and the literal solos springing out of the choral desert as the poet imagines the rose alone in a barren setting.
Whitacre follows the metaphor and stretches his nascent compositional talents to create rosf magnificent musical reflection of the poetry. Licensing Santa Barbara Music Publishing.
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I hide myself within my flower that fading from your vase, you, unsuspecting feel for me almost a loneliness… Emily Dickinson, With A Lily In Your Hand With a lily in your hand I leave you, o my night love! Cloudburst and Other Choral Whiatcre. Santa Barbara Music Publishing.
Soon after wjitacre publication I started receiving actual commissions for my music, and my life as a professional artist took off. Little widow of my single star I find you. I became a choral geek of the highest magnitude, I mean I lived for rehearsals and performances, and through it all there was David Weiller.
Go, lovely Rose, for chorus
Share on facebook twitter tumblr. The man is simply a brilliant educator and a fantastic musician, that one special teacher that ends up changing the entire course of your life.
He had entered the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, expecting to end up a pop star, but joined the choir because there were few pop star options in the curriculum and because of the number of attractive women singing. I hide myself within my flower that wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting wear me too and angels know the rest. David Weillerthe choral conductor at UNLV, auditioned me to sing in one of his groups and graciously accepted me into the big University chorus.
I often think how lucky I was to have stumbled blindly to the place where David was teaching, and in retrospect I am struck speechless at the thought that our paths might not have crossed. The choir performed it during Whitacre ‘s early years as a student, and then at a regional ACDA convention; a publisher snapped the piece up after that performance and a career in composition for the choral art was born. My very first concert piece!
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I keep along my way. Sexy Trippy All Moods. With a lily in your hand I leave you, o my night love! I distinctly remember how weird I thought the choir people were, with their embarrassing stretches and warm-ups, and undoubtedly the only reason I stayed in class that first week was because there were so many cute girls in the soprano section.
Waller ‘s poetry takes its conceit from speaking to a rose, instructing it how to act as metaphor to the woman who will receive it, metaphor for beauty emerging into the world, and for the death of all beautiful things wjitacre. The rose in the poem called forth beauty, not only from the beloved recipient of the rose, but also from the depths of Whitacre ‘s fertile and imaginative musical mind.