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Make Me Thy Lyre

For SATB Chorus and Orchestra

duration 6.5'


Commissioned by: The University of Arizona School Of Music,
Dr. Bruce Chamberlain, Director, 2007


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Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:
What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies

Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,
Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,
My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe
Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
And, by the incantation of this verse,

Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth
Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawakened earth

The trumpet of a prophesy! O, Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

                                        Percy Bysshe Shelley
                                                  (last stanza of Ode to The West Wind, 1820)


 
 


 

 
 
     

Commissioned by: The University of Arizona School Of Music,
Dr. Bruce Chamberlain, Director,

2007

Play Audio Excerpt
Composer's demo
(149k mp3)

First Page of Score

   


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