George Walker - Lilacs

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Albert Lee, tenor
Sinfonia da Camera
Ian Hobson, conductor


Text:  From When Lilacs Last In The Dooryard Bloomed Stanzas 1, 2, 3, and 13

1
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring,
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west,
And thought of him I love.

2
O powerful western fallen star!
O shades of night—O moody, tearful night!
O great star disappear’d—O the black murk that hides the star!
O cruel hands that hold me powerless—O helpless soul of me!
O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul.

3
In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash’d palings,
Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle—and from this bush in the dooryard,
With delicate-color’d blossoms and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
A sprig with its flower I break.

13
Sing on, sing on you gray-brown bird,
Sing from the swamps, the recesses, pour your chant from the bushes,
Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines.

Sing on dearest brother, warble your reedy song,
Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe.

O liquid and free and tender!
O wild and loose to my soul—O wondrous singer!
You only I hear—yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart,)
Yet the lilac with mastering odor holds me.

This work was composed on commission from the Boston Symphony in memory of the great tenor Roland Hayes, it won the Pulitzer Prize for Composition in 1996.  It's certainly one of the most significant pieces composed in the last quarter century.  George Walker has noted that he was asked for a piece lasting a certain length of time so it wasn't possible to set the entire poem, I wish he'd done so since these four stanzas were set so well.