WORDSWORTH (I)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

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78

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7Nuns fret not

at their

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14convent's

narrow room,And hermitsare contented

with theircells;

And studentswith their

pensivecitadels;

Maids atthe wheel,

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20the weaverat his loom,

sit blitheand happy; bees that

soar forbloom,

Voice

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27high as the

highest peak of Furnessfells,will murmurby the hour

in foxglovebells:

Voice

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32In truth

the prison

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38

unto which wedoom

ourselves no prison is;and hence

for me,in sundry

moods, 'twaspasstime to be

bound

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44within thesonnet's scanty plot of ground; pleased if some souls

(for such thereneeds must be)

who have feltthe weight

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49of too much

liberty, should find brief solace there, as I have found.

WORDSWORTH (II)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

62Scorn notthe sonnet;

critic youhave frowned,

mindlessof its just

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6

honors; With this keyShakespeareunlocked his heart;

The melodyof this small

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11lute gaveease to

Petrarch'swound; A thousand

times thispipe did

Tassosound;

with itCamoens

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17soothedan exile's grief;

The sonnetglittered

a gay mirtleleaf amid

the cypress with which Dante

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22crowned his

visionary brow: A glow-worm lamp,it cheered

mild Spencer,

Voice

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26called fromfaeryland to struggle through dark ways; and when a

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30

damp fell roundthe pathof Milton, in his hand

the thingbecame a

trumpet;whence he

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blew soul- animating strains -- alas, too few!

WORDSWORTH (III)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

78

How clear, how keen,how marvelously

bright theeffluence from

yon distant

Voice

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6mountain's head,

which,strewn with snow

smooth as the sky can shed,shines like

another sun -- on mortal sight

Voice

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10uprisen, as if

to checkapproaching night

and all her twinkling stars.Who would now tread,

if so he might,

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14yon mountain'sglittering head --

terrestrial,but a surface,

by the flight ofsad mortality's

earth-sullyingwing,

Voice

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19unswept,

unstrained?Nor shall theaerial powers

dissolve thatbeauty destined to endure, white,

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23

radiant, spotless, exquisitely pure,through allvicissitudes,

till genial spring hasfilled the laughing vales

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27

with welcome flowers.

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30

WORDSWORTH (IV)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

80

Voice

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6The world is

too much with us;late and soon,getting andspending,

Voice

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11we lay wasteour powers;

little we seein nature what is ours;

we have givenour hearts away, a sordid boon!

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16The sea that

bares her bosom to the moon;the winds thatwill be howling

at all hoursare gathered up

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20like sleeping

flowers;for this, foreverything,

we areout of tune;

it moves usnot.

Great God!I'd rather be

cresc.

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25

a Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;so might I,

standing on thispleasant lea,

have glimpses

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29that would make me

less forlorn; have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;

Voice

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32or hear old Triton

blow his wreathèd horn.

WORDSWORTH (V)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

88When haughtyexpectations prostrate lie,

and grandeurcrouches

Voice

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5like a hidden

thing,oft shall thelowly weak,

till nature bringmature release,

in fair societysurvive,

cresc. dim.

Voice

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9and Fortune's utmost

anger try; like these frail snowdrops that together cling,

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and nod their helmets, smitten by the wingof many a furious

whirlblast

cresc.

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sweeping by.

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18Observe the faithful

flowers!

dim.

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21If small to great may

lead the thoughts,thus strugglingused to stand

the Emathian phalanx,nobly obstinate;

cresc.

Voice

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25and so the

bright immortal Theban band, whom onset,fiercely urged

at Jove's command,

dim.

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28

might overwhelm, but could not separate.

rit.

WORDSWORTH (VI)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

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Voice

Piano

76 As leaves areto the treewhereon

they growand whither,

every humangeneration is,

to the Beingof a mighty

nation,

Voice

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7locked in our

world's embracethrough

weal and woe;thought that should

teach the zealot

to foregorash schemes,to abjure all

selfish agitation,and seek

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12 throughnoiseless painand moderation the unblemished good

they onlycan bestow.

Alas!With most,

who weighfuturity against

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17

time present,passion holds

the scales:hence equal

ignorance of bothprevails, andnations sink;

or, strugglingto be free,

cresc.

Voice

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22are doomed

to flounder on,like wounded whalestossed on the bosom of a stormy sea.

WORDSWORTH (VII)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

86

(w/ nuances)

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6

Most sweet it is with uplifted eyes to pace the ground, if path be there or none,

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11

while a fair regionround thetraveller lies

which heforebears

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16again tolook upon; pleased rather with some soft

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21

ideal scene, the work of fancy, or some happy tone of

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meditation, slipping in between the beauty coming

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and the beauty gone.

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34

If thought and love desert us, from that day

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39

let us break offall commerce with

the muse:with thought

and love

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44companionsof our way,

whateverthe senses take or may refuse,

the mind'sinternal heaven

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50

shall shed her dews upon the humblest lay.

WORDSWORTH (VIII)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

86I am not one whomuch or oft delight

to season my firesidewith personal talk --

Voice

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4of friends, who live within

an easy walk,of neighbors, daily, weekly,

in my sight;

and for my chanceacquaintance, sons,mothers, maidens

cresc.

Voice

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7withering on the stalk,these all wear out of me,

like forms, with chalkpainted on rich men's floors,

for one feast night. Betterthan such discourse

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10doth silence, long,long, barren silence, square with my desire; to sit without emotion, hope or aim,

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13

in the loved presence of my cottage fire and listen to the flapping of the flame,

dim.

Voice

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15or kettle whisperingits faint undersong.

* Note: Trill is executed with note directly below

WORDSWORTH (IX)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

78"Yet life,"you say, "is life;

We have seenand see, and yet with a

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6

living pleasure we describe; and fits ofsprightlymalice do but bribe

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11the languid

mindinto

activity.Soundsense

and loveitself,

and mirthand glee

arefostered

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17by the

commentand thegibe."

Even ifit be so;

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25

yet stillamong

your tribe,our dailyworld's

trueworldlings, rank not me!

cresc.

Voice

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32Childrenare blest,

andpowerful;

their worldlies more

justlybalanced;

partly attheir feet,

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38andpart

farfrom them:

sweetestmelodies are those

that areby distance

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44

made more sweet; whose mind is but the mind of his own

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47

eyes, he is a slave;the meanestwe can meet!

WORDSWORTH (X)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

74How sweet it is,

when Mother Fancyrocks the

wayward brain,

Voice

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6to saunter

through a wood!An old place,

full ofmany a lovely

brood,

Voice

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11tall trees,

green arbors,and ground

flowers in flocks;and wild rosetiptoe upon hawthorn stalks,

cresc.

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16like a bold girl

who playsher agile pranksat wakes and fairswith wandering

mountebanks --when she stands cresting

Voice

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19the clown's head,

and masks the crowdbeneath her.

dim.

Voice

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22Verily, I thinksuch a place to me is like a dream or map of the whole world:

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25thoughts, link by link,

enterthrough ears and eyesight

with such gleam of all things, that at last in fear

Voice

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28I shrink, andleap at once from the delicious stream.

dim.

WORDSWORTH (XI)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

56

Why art thou silent? Is thy love

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5

a plant of such weak fiber that thetreacherousair of absence

whithers what wasonce so

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9

fair?Is there nodebt to pay, no boon to grant?

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14Yet have my

thoughts for thee been vigilant --bound to thyservice with

unceasingcare,

poco pui moto

cresc.

Voice

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18the mind's leastgenerous wish

a mendicant fornaught but what thy

happinesscould spare. Speak!

Voice

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22Though this

soft, warm heart,once free to

hold a thousandtender pleasures,thine and mine,

be left moredesolate,

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26more dreary coldthan a forsaken

bird's nestfilled with snow

'mid its own bushof leafless eglantine.

dim.

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29

Speak,that my

torturing doubtstheir endmay know.

WORDSWORTH (XII)recitative for voice and piano Jay DucharmeWilliam Wordsworth

Copyright Jay Ducharme 1979

Voice

Piano

78

Serving no haughty muse,

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my hands have here disposed some cultured flowerets (drawn from spots

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12

where they bloomed singly, or inscattered

knots), each kindin severalbeds of

oneparterre;

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18

both to allurethe casualloiterer,

and that,so placed,

my nurslingsmay requite studious regard

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23with opportune

delight, nor be unthanked unless I fondly err.

Voice

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28But metaphordismissed, and

thanks apart,render farewell! My last words

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let them be -- if in this bookfancy and

truth agree;if simplenature

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trained by careful art through it have won a passage

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to thy heart; grant me thy love, I crave no other fee!