# programme notes #

# texts #

1. Night - Robert Southey

   How beautiful is night!
   A dewy freshness fills the silent air;
   No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain
   Breaks the seren of heaven:
   In full-orb'd glory yonder Moon divine
   Rolls through the dark-blue depths.
   Beneath her steady ray
   The desert-circle spreads,
   Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.
   How beautiful is night!
   

   
   

2. Let it be forgotten - Sara Teasdale

   Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten
   Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
   Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,
   Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.

   If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
   Long and long ago,
   As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
   In a long forgotten snow.
   

   
   

3. Wind Elegy (W.E.W.) - Sara Teasdale

   Only the wind knows he is gone,
   Only the wind grieves,
   The sun shines, the fields are sown,
   Sparrows mate in the eaves;

   But I heard the wind in the pines he planted
   And the hemlocks overhead,
   "His acres wake, for the year turns,
   But he is asleep," it said.