Hymn to the night (2011)
RSVP Voices/Rob Johnston
© and (p) 2013 by Boosey & Hawkes Music Publishers Ltd
I heard the trailing garments of the NightSweep through her marble halls!I saw her sable skirts all fringed with lightFrom celestial walls!
I felt her presence, by it’s spell of mightStop over me from above:The calm, majestic presence of the Night,As of the one I love.
I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight,The manifold, soft chimes,That fill the haunted chambers of the NightLike some old poet’s rhymes.
From the cool cisterns of the midnight airMy spirit drank repose;The fountain of perpetual peace flows there,-From those deep cisterns flows.
O holy Night! from thee I learn to bearWhat man has borne before!Thou layest thy finger on the lips of CareAnd they complain no more.
Peace! Peace! Orestes-like I breath this prayer!Descend with broad-winged flight,The welcome, the thrice-prayed for, the most fair,The best-beloved Night!
Son of Chamber Symphony III (1992)
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