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Kanawha United Presbyterian Church
1009 Virginia Street, East, Charleston, WV
presents in recital,
Daniel King, tenor
Ron Neal, piano
Thursday, January 26, 2012, 7pm
Arietta, Malinconia, Ninfa gentile, by Vincenzo Bellini
Melancholy, gentle nymph, I devote my life to you. One who despises your pleasures Is not born to true pleasures. I asked the gods for fountains and hills; They heard me at last; I will live satisfied Even though, with my desires, I never Go beyond that fountain and that mountain.
from Messiah, by G. F. Handel,
Recitative, He was cut off out of the land of the living
Air, But Thou didst not leave His soul in hell
Perduta ho la speranza, by S. Donaudy
I have lost hope in looking at you, And by hope alone did I nourish my heart! Ah me! Ah me! Oh, what shall I do if through loving I have really lost faith, faith in love? I have lost hope in looking at you, And by hope alone did I nourish my heart!
O del mio amato ben, by S. Danaudy
Oh, lost enchantment of my dearly beloved! Far from my eyes is he who was, to me, glory and pride! Now through the empty rooms I always seek him and call him with a heart full of hopes? But I seek in vain, I call in vain! And the weeping is so dear to me, that with weeping alone I nourish my heart. It seems to me, without him, sad everywhere. The day seems like night to me; the fire seems cold to me. If, however, I sometimes hope to give myself to another cure, one thought alone torments me: But without him, what shall I do? To me, life seems a vain thing without my beloved.
Dichterliebe, Opus 48, by Robert Schumann
(a set of seven songs, please hold applause until the end of the seventh)
1.Im wunderschö enen Monat Mai
In the wonderfully fair month of May, as all the flower-buds burst, then in my heart love arose. In the wonderfully fair month of May, as all the birds were singing, then I confessed to her my yearning and longing.
2. Aus meinen Trä nen sprieß en
From my tears spring many blooming flowers forth, and my sighs become a nightingale choir, and if you have love for me, child, I'll give you all the flowers, and before your window shall sound the song of the nightingale.
3. Die Rose, die Lilie, die Taube
The rose, the lily, the dove, the sun, I once loved them all in love's bliss.
I love them no more, I love only the small, the fine, the pure, the one;
she herself, source of all love, is rose and lily and dove and sun.
I love only the small, the fine, the pure, the one!
4. Wenn ich in deine Augen seh’
When I look into your eyes, then vanish all my sorrow and pain! But when I kiss your mouth, then I become wholly and completely healthy. When I lean on your breast, Heaven's delight comes over me, but when you say, "I love you!" then must I weep bitterly.
5. Ich will meine Seele tauchen
I want to plunge my soul into the chalice of the lily, the lily shall resoundingly exhale a song of my beloved. The song shall quiver and tremble like the kiss from her mouth, that she once gave me in a wonderfully sweet hour!
6. Im Rhein, im heiligen Strome
In theRhine, in the holy stream, there is mirrored in the waves,
with itsgreat cathedral, great holy Cologne.
In the cathedral, there standsan image on golden leather painted.
Into my life's wilderness it has shined in amicably.
There hoverflowers and little angels around our beloved Lady,
the eyes, the lips, the little cheeks, they match my beloved's exactly.
7.Ich grolle nicht
I bear no grudge, even when my heart is breaking, eternally lost love! I bear no grudge. Even though you shine in diamond splendor, there falls no light into your heart's night, that I've known for a long time. I bear no grudge, even when my heart is breaking. I saw you, truly, in my dreams, and saw the night in your heart's space, and saw the serpent that feeds on your heart, I saw, my love, how very miserable you are. I bear no grudge.
There is a Lady Sweet and Kind, by Norman Dello Joio
Love went A-Riding, by Frank Bridge