I Hear A Sky-Born Music
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This setting of the Emerson text ("Let me go where'er I will, I hear a sky-born music still...") will become your ensemble's "new favorite!" Full of beauty and optimism, this piece is a good fit for your intermediate to advanced mixed-ensemble and would be appropriate for a "music-themed" concert, choral festival, or your spring concert.
- Voicing: SATB ensemble
- Instrumentation: piano accompaniment (optional string quartet)
- Text Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Duration: 5:45 minutes
- Publisher: Mysterium Music
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"MUSIC"
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
Let me go where’er I will
I hear a sky-born music still:
It sounds from all things old,
It sounds from all things young,
From all that’s fair, from all that’s foul,
Peals out a cheerful song.
It is not only in the rose,
It is not only in the bird,
Not only where the rainbow glows.
Nor in the song of woman heard,
But in the darkest meanest things
There alway, alway something sings.
’Tis not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cup of budding flowers,
Nor in the red-breast’s mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum of things
There alway, alway something sings.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
Let me go where’er I will
I hear a sky-born music still:
It sounds from all things old,
It sounds from all things young,
From all that’s fair, from all that’s foul,
Peals out a cheerful song.
It is not only in the rose,
It is not only in the bird,
Not only where the rainbow glows.
Nor in the song of woman heard,
But in the darkest meanest things
There alway, alway something sings.
’Tis not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cup of budding flowers,
Nor in the red-breast’s mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum of things
There alway, alway something sings.