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Graduation recital Fitch, Catherine Esther 1982

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c-1 1-GRADUATION RECITAL by CATHERINE ESTHER FITCH B.Mus., Mount A l l i s o n U niversity, 1 9 7 9 B.Ed., Mount A l l i s o n U n i v e r s i t y , 1 9 8 0 A- THESIS SUBMITTED IN PARTIAL FULFILMENT OF THE REQUIREMENTS FOR THE DEGREE OF MASTER OF MUSIC i n THE FACULTY OF GRADUATE STUDIES Department o f Music - Voice Performance We accept t h i s thesis as conforming to the required standard THE UNIVERSITY OF BRITISH COLUMBIA May 1 9 8 2 c) Catherine Esther F i t c h , 1 9 8 2 In p r e s e n t i n g t h i s t h e s i s i n p a r t i a l f u l f i l m e n t of the requirements f o r an advanced degree at the U n i v e r s i t y o f B r i t i s h Columbia, I agree t h a t the L i b r a r y s h a l l make i t f r e e l y a v a i l a b l e f o r r e f e r e n c e and study. I f u r t h e r agree t h a t p e r m i s s i o n f o r e x t e n s i v e copying of t h i s t h e s i s f o r s c h o l a r l y purposes may be granted by the head of my department or by h i s or her r e p r e s e n t a t i v e s . I t i s understood t h a t copying or p u b l i c a t i o n o f t h i s t h e s i s f o r f i n a n c i a l g a i n s h a l l not be allowed without my w r i t t e n p e r m i s s i o n . Department of The U n i v e r s i t y of B r i t i s h Columbia 1956 Main Mall Vancouver, Canada V6T 1Y3 DE-6 (.3/81) IBM**5**"" THE UNIVERSITY OF BRITISH COLUMBIA DEPARTMENT OF MUSIC Re c i t a l H a l l Sunday, February 14, 1982 8:00 p.m. GRADUATE STUDENT RECITAL* Catherine F i t c h , Soprano assisted by Terence Dawson, Piano with Beverly Chiu, Flute Cantata "Solitudine amene" per soprano con f l a u t o obbligato Freundliche V i s i o n , Op.48, No.l Morgen.' Op.27, No.4 Schlagende Herzen, Op.29, No.2 Nacht, Op.10, No.3 Al l e r s e e l e n , Op.10, No.8 Three Vocalises Vocalise en forme de Habanera Pastorale (1908) Vocalise, Op.34, No.14 (1912) I N T E R M I Alessandro S c a r l a t t i (1659-1725) Richard Strauss (1864-1949) (1907) Maurice Ravel (1875-1937) Igor Stravinsky (1882-1971) Serge Rachmaninoff (1873-1943) V i l l a n e l l e Hector Berlioz Le Spectre de l a Rose (1803-1869) L'Absence L ' l i e Inconnue from Les Nuits d'Et€, Op.7 (1840-1841) (Poems by Gautier) Cycle of Holy Songs (1941) Psalm 134 Psalm 142 Psalm 148 Psalm 150 Ned Rorem (1923- ) *In p a r t i a l f u l f i l l m e n t of the reqirements for the Master of Music degree with a Mas or i>n Voice Performance. TRANSLATIONS Cantata r e c i t . a i r . '"recit. a i r . - A.. S c a r l a t t i Solitude, how welcome! I greet the h i l l s and valleys,once they were scenes of pleasure but now are g r i e f and sorrow: Could I ask consolation from you who can never understand why I'm weeping! Not only are you blooming but you are laughinglike the flowers, while I am saddened. I behold sweet-scented grasses and flowers - your praise, I sing - your colors seem painted by Spring. Gentle breezes play s o f t l y amid the streams where the nymphs dwell. Among you, 1 do not f i n d that consolation which I seek, Never can I be h8ppy t i l l I have found him: Once I f e l t thy blessing and my pain lessened; but now, tormented, I search i n g r i e f . Once, tho', I f e l t thy blessing and my pain was gone. [•RfcUNOUCHE VISION ' Otto J u l i u s Bierbaum j PLEASANT RP.VERIB ]TH in sleep did I dream Ihis; i/i broad daylight I saw it beautiful before me: i. icariow full c>f daisies, /hite house deep in the green bushes; ilpturcd gods shine through the foliage. Arid I walk with one who loves nic, ipy soul content in tbe cool of Ibis white house, where peace, tujl.of bea"ty, awaits our comiug. MORGEN TOMORBOW John Henry HacKay t And tomorrow tiie sun will shine again, " and on the path that 1 shall follow r it will reunite us, the blessed ones, amidst this sun-breathing world ,.. . ,\nd to the shore, btoad and blue with the waves, v^e shall go down quietly and slowly. Mute, we shall look into each other's eyes, - and upon us will descend the great silence of happ Die NACI1T Herman von Gilm THE NIGHT Out of the forest steals the night, out of the trees she slinks quietly, looks round about— now take care I All the lights of this world, .all flowers, all colors she extinguishes, and steals the sheaves away from the fields. She takes away all that is pleasing— the silver from the river; from the copper roof of the cathedral she steals the gold. The shrubbery is plundered— come closer, soul to soul I O the ni^ht, I fear, will steal you too from me | mess. SCHLAGENDE HERZEN BEATING HEARTS Otto Julius Bierbaum A boy walked over the meadows and f i e l d s . (Bing bang beat his heart.) On his finger shone a golden Ting. (Bing bang beat h i s heart.) '0 meadows, 0 f i e l d s , how lovely you are.' 0 mountains, 0 valleys, how fair.' How good you are, how Lovely you are, 0 golden sun high i n the sky: 1 (Bing bang beat his heart.) The boy hurried along with a merry step. (Bing bang beat his heart.) He took many gay flowers with him. (Bing bang beat his Heart.) 'A spring breeze blew over the Meadows and f i e l d s , and blew right into my heart: s o f t l y , gently, i t sends me to you!' (Bing bang' beat his heart.) A g i r l stood i n the meadows and f i e l d s . (Bing bang beat his heart.). She shaded her eyes with her hand to see. (Bing bang beat her heart.) 'He hurries to me over meadows and f i e l d s , over mountains and through woods. Oh, i f only he were already here with me! ' (Bing bang beat her heart.) Herman von G i l m ALf. SOULS* DAY Place on ihe table the fragrant mignonettes, bring in the last red asters, and let us speak again of love, as once in May. Give we your hand, that 1 may secretly press it, and if anyone sees, that matters not to me. Give me only one of your sweet glances, as once in May. Every grave blooms and glows tonight: one day in Ihe year belongs to the dead. Come to my heart, that i may hold yon again, as once in May. Les Nuits d'Ete (The Summer Nights) Hector Berlioz(Poems by T. Gautier) ABSENCE VILLANEIXE When the new season w i l l come, When the frosts w i l l have vanished, We two shall go, my lovely one, To gather l i l i e s - o f - t h e valley in the woods. Under our feet, picking the pearls Which one sees trembling in the morn; We shall go to hear the blackbirds whistling; Spring has come, my lovely one; This i s the blessed month for lovers; And the bird smoothing i t s wings, Says a poem on the rim of i t s nest. Oh, come then to this mossy bank to talk of our glorious love, And t e l l me with your voice so sweet, Forever! Far, far away, staying from our path, Putting to fli g h t the hidden rabbit And the buck, in the mirror of the springs Admiring i t s bent antlers; Then homeward, so happy, so at ease Entwining our fingers to make a basket, Let us return, carrying wild strawberries. Come back, come back, my beloved! -> Like a flower far from the sun, The flower of my l i f e i s closed Far from your rosey smile! What distance between our hearts! What space between our kisses! Oh better fate, oh cruel absence! Oh great unappeased desires! Come back, come back, my beloved! 5 Like a flower far from the sun, .^ The flower of my l i f e i s closed Far from your rosy smile! From here to where you are, how wide* How many c i t i e s and hamlets, How many valleys and mountains, To t i r e the hoofs of the horses! Come back, come back, my beloved! "* Like a flower far from the sun, The flower of my l i f e is closed Far from your rosy smile. THE SPECTRE OF THE ROSE Open your closed eyelid Gently touched by a virginal dream!, I am the spectre of the rose That you wore last night at the b a l l . You have taken me s t i l l covered with the pearls Of the sprinkler's silvery tears, And amidst b r i l l i a n t f e s t i v i t i e s . You carried me through the night. 0 you, who were the cause of my death, Without your being able to escape him, My rose-coloured spectre w i l l come Every night to dance at your bedside. But have no fear at a l l : I do not ask Either a mass or De Profundis. This fragrant perfume is my soul, And I am from paradise. My destiny could be envied, And to have so beautiful a fate, More than one would have given his l i f e ; For on your breast I have my tomb, And on the alabaster where I repose, A poet wrote with a kiss: "Here lies a rose Which a l l kings might envy." THE ISLAND UNCHARTED Tell me, young f a i r one, Where do you wish to go? The s a i l swells i t s wing, The wind w i l l blow! The oar i s of ivory The flag of s i l k The rudder of pure gold: For ballast I have an orange, For s a i l an angel's wing, For foam I have a seraph. Tell me, young f a i r one, Where do you wish to go? The s a i l swells i t s wing, The wind w i l l blow. Is i t to the Baltic Sea? To the Pacific Ocean? Towards the island of Java? Or i s i t to Norway, To gather the snow flowers, Or the flowers of Angsoka? Tell me, young f a i r one, Tell me, where do you wish to go? Lead me, says the f a i r one, To the faithf u l shore, Where one loves always! This shore, my f a i r one, Is not known at al1, In the Land of loves! 

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