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Edward Elgar / Sea pictures, Op. 37 Janet Baker, Mezzo-Soprano London Symphony Orchestra John Barbirolli, Conductor 1965 recording 1. Sea Slumber Song 2. In Haven (Capri) 3. Sabbath Morning at Sea 4. Where corals lie 5. The swimmer 1. Sea Slumber Song Text: Roden Noel Sea-birds are asleep, The world forgets to weep, Sea murmurs her soft slumber-song on the shadowy sand Of this elfin land; I, the Mother mild, Hush thee, oh my child, Forget the voices wild! Hush thee, oh my child, Hush thee. Isles in elfin light Dream, the rocks and caves, Lulled by whispering waves, Veil their marbles Veil their marbles bright. Foam glimmers faintly faintly white Upon the shelly sand Of this elfin land; Sea-sound, like violins, To slumber woos and wins, I murmur my soft slumber-song, my slumber song Leave woes, and wails, and sins. Ocean's shadowy might Breathes good night, Good night... Leave woes, and wails, and sins. Good night...Good night... Good night... Good night... Good night... Good night. Sea Slumber Song / Janet Baker, LSO, John Barbirolli 2. In Haven (Capri) Text: Caroline Alice Elgar Closely let me hold thy hand, Storms are sweeping sea and land; Love alone will stand. Closely cling, for waves beat fast, Foam-flakes cloud the hurrying blast; Love alone will last. Kiss my lips, and softly say: Joy, sea-swept, may fade to-day; Love alone will stay. In Haven (Capri) / Janet Baker, LSO, John Barbirolli 3. Sabbath Morning at Sea Text: Elizabeth Barrett Browning The ship went on with solemn face; To meet the darkness on the deep, The solemn ship went onward. I bowed down weary in the place; For parting tears and present sleep Had weighed mine eyelids downward. The new sight, the new wondrous sight! The waters around me, turbulent, The skies, impassive o'er me, Calm in a moonless, sunless light, As glorified by even the intent Of holding the day glory! Love me, sweet friends, this Sabbath day. The sea sings round me while ye roll Afar the hymn, unaltered, And kneel, where once I knelt to pray, And bless me deeper in your soul Because your voice has faltered. And though this sabbath comes to me Without the stolèd minister, And chanting congregation, God's Spirit shall give comfort. He Who brooded soft on waters drear, Creator on creation. He shall assist me to look higher, He shall assist me to look higher, Where keep the saints, with harp and song, An endless, endless, sabbath morning, An endless sabbath morning, And, on that sea commixed with fire, And that sea commixed with fire, Oft drop their eyelids raised too long To the full Godhead's burning. The full Godhead's burning. Sabbath Morning at Sea / Janet Baker, LSO, John Barbirolli Sabbath Morning at Sea / Janet Baker, LPO, Vernon Handley (1984 recording) 4. Where corals lie Text: Richard Garnett The deeps have music soft and low When winds awake the airy spry, It lures me, lures me on to go And see the land where corals lie. By mount and mead, by lawn and rill, When night is deep, when noon is high, That music seeks and finds me still, And tells me where the corals lie. Yes, press my eyelids close, 'tis well, But far the rapid fancies fly The rolling worlds of wave and shell, And all the lands where corals lie. Thy lips are like a sunset's glow, Thy smile is like a morning sky, Yet leave me, leave me, let me go And see the land where corals lie. Where corals lie / Janet Baker, LSO, John Barbirolli 5. The swimmer Text: Adam Lindsay Gordon With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To southward far as the sight can roam ; only the swirl of the surges livid, The seas that climb and the surfs that comb. only the crag and the cliff to nor'ward, And the rocks receding, and reefs flung forward, And waifs wreck'd seaward and wasted shoreward, on shallows sheeted with flaming foam. A grim, gray coast and a seaboard ghastly, And shores trod seldom by feet of men -- Where the batter'd hull and the broken mast lie, They have lain embedded these long years ten. Love! when we wandered here together, Hand in hand through the sparkling weather, From the heights and hollows of fern and heather, God surely loved us a little then. The skies were fairer and shores were firmer -- The blue sea over the bright sand roll'd; Babble and prattle, and ripple and murmur, Sheen of silver and glamour of gold. So girt with tempest and wing'd with thunder, And clad with lightning and shod with sleet, And strong winds treading the swift waves under, The flying rollers with frothy feet. one gleam like a bloodshot sword-blade swims on The sky-line, staining the green gulf crimson, A death stroke fiercely dealt by a dim sun, That strikes through his stormy winding-sheet. O, brave white horses! you gather and gallop, The storm sprite loosens the gusty reins; Now the stoutest ship were the frailest shallop In your hollow backs, on your high arch'd manes. I would ride as never a man has ridden In your sleepy, swirling surges hidden, To gulfs foreshadow'd thro' strifes forbidden, Where no light wearies and no love wanes. The swimmer / Janet Baker, LSO, John Barbirolli Dame Clara Butt, contralto (1872 - 1936) Sea Pictures, Op. 37 - Edward Elgar 의 단 하나의 연가곡이다. 원래 soprano voice 를 위해 쓴 곡이나 Clara Butt의 요청으로 낮은 key로 바꿔 썼다. Mezzo-soprano 들의 애창곡으로 많은 버젼들이 있지만 사람들은 Janet Baker의 1965년 recording 을 최상으로 꼽는다. 그녀는 1984년 Vernon Handley의 지휘로 London Phil (LPO)과 다시 recording 하는데 (위 Sabbath Morning at Sea 참조) 결과에 대한 판단은 독자의 몫으로 남긴다.