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UMS Concert Program, : Vocal Recital -- Mme. Schumannheink

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Day
26
Month
October
Year
1906
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Miss HELEN SCHAUL at the Piano
Management: HENRY WOLFSOHN
Words of the Songs I
a--Aria from the Opera " Mitrane " , . Rossi
Ah! give me back that heart of thine, Give me back all that love divine, Give me back that heart I cherished, Give me back that love that perished, By thee awaken'd.
Ever the same were my thoughts and thine.
Ever the same were thy will and mine.
Now why so cruel--so cruel
Why hast thou from me departed
Ever the same were thy thoughts and mine
Ever the same were my will and thine.
6--Du bist die Ruh .
My sweet repose, my soothing peace, Assuage my woes, ah! make them cease; Reside with me 'mid joys and sighs. Thy home shall be my heart and eyes.
c--Wohin . . .
I hear a streamlet gushing
From out its rocky bed, Far down the valley rushing
So fresh and clear it sped.
I know not why I pondered,
Nor whence the thought did flow:
'Een as he hastens downward With my staff I too must go.
Still onward, but ever downward
And ever still by the stream, Which with refreshing murmur
More bright and clear did gleam.
d--Der Wanderer
I come here from my mountains lone. The vale is dim--the sea doth moan. I wonder still with pain and care, And ever ask while sighing "Where"
The sun to me seems dim and cold, The flow'rs are pale and life seems old; Their speech doth seem but empty sound, And stranger I on foreign ground.
Where art thou, mine own dearest Land I seek in vain thy faroff strand!
And why, cruel one, and why, cruel one, and
why,
Oh, why, hast thou from me departed Left me sadhearted From me departed
Give me back that joy, Which in loving me thy love imparted; Give, ah, give it, give it back.
Give back once more that dear joy of yore;
Give it back that I might unite
My being with thine!
Ah, give it back, that love divine!
Schubert
Still all my woes to wake no more; Behind thee close the noiseless door; Bid grief and pain in haste depart; Do thou remain to cheer this heart. Shed o'er my sight thy glorious ray. Come, heart's delight, come here and stay.
Schubert
Must this then be my pathway Oh streamlet, tell me where
my path shall I find. Thou hast with thy sweet murmur
Bewildered quite my mind.
Why speak I of a murmur
No murmur can it be-The nixies, they are singing
'Neath thy wave their melody.
Cease singing, my friends, cease murmuring,
And blithely wander near. I hear the sound of millwheels
In every streamlet clear.
Schubert
That Land, that Land, so fresh and green Where richest roses may be seen.
Where dwell the friends I love to see, Where sleep the dead so dear to me; That land where they my language speak-Oh Land, where art thou
I wander still in pain and care,
And ever ask with sighing "Where"
A spirit voice doth whisper near,
There, where thou art not, all joy is there.
General
STEINWAY PIANO USED
II
PIANO SOLO
a. Liebestraum .... Liszt
b. Hochzeitstag auf Iroldhangen . . . Grieg
MISS HELEN SCHAUL
III a--Heimweh......Hugo Wolf
Wer in die Fremde will wandern, Der muss mit der Liebsten gehn.
Es jubeln und lassen die andern Den Fremden alleine stehn.
Was wisset Ihr, dunkle Wipfel,
Von der alten schonen Zeit Ach, die Heimath hinter den Gipfeln,
Wie liegt sie von hier so weit!
b--Die drei Zigeuner
Gypsies three were lying one day,
By a willow reposing, While I trudged on my weary way,
Tired, for daylight was closing. One he played for himself alone,
Fiddling freely and lithely, Fading light around him shone,
Singing his ditty so blithely. Puff'd the second his smoky rings,
Saw them vanish in musing, Peaceful as tho' he'd gather'd of things
All that were worth the choosing.
c--Widmung
Thou art my soul, thou art my heart; Thou both my joy and sadness art, Thou art my world, where I am mover, My heav'n art thou, wherein I hover; Thou art my grave, wherein I cast Forever all my sorrow past: Thou art my rest, my peace protecting;
Am liebsten betracht ich die Sterne, Die schienen, wie ich ging zu ihr.
Die Nachtigall hor' ich so gerne, Sie sang vor der Liebsten Thur.
Der Morgen, das ist meine Freude,
Da steig' ich in stiller Stund' Auf den hochsten Berg in die Weite,
Gruss dich, Deutschland, aus Herzensgrund!
.....Liszt
And the third one profoundly slept,
With his cymbal before him; Over the strings a wind puff swept,
Lightly a dream pass'd o'er him. Clad in tatters and shreds all three,
Patch'd with a tangle of stitches, Mock'd at their lot, were proud and free,
Scorn'd the world and its riches. Threefold rule they gave that day,
Wisdom's nothing beside 't; Life is for sleep, for smoke, for play,
Nor forget to deride it.
Schumann
Thou art from Heav'n my life directing. Make me, by worth, thy love to own! Thy glance to me myself hath shown! Thou'rt ever round me hovering by, My guardian sprite, my better I. Thou art my soul, thou art my heart, etc.
IV
a--Sapphische Ode.......Brahms
Roses gathered I in the night by darkling
way, Sweeter breathed their fragrance than e'er
by day; Moving branches o'er me in fullness strewing,
Showers bedewing.
So thy kisses fragrance as naught has charmed Kisses caught by night from thy lips un harmed ;
Thou too moved, moved by deepest feeling, Dewy tears revealing.
b--Six Hungarian Gypsy Songs (Cycle) . Brahms
i--Ho there, Gypsy
Ho there, Gypsy! Strike, resounding ev'ry
string, And the song of the false and faithless maiden
sing! Ho! there, Gypsy! Strike, resounding ev'ry
string, And the song of the false and faithless maiden
sing!
Let the strings all moan, lamenting, sorrow,
weeping,
Till the burning tears these cheeks so hot are steeping!
2--High and Towering Stream
High and towering Rima stream, How art thou so drear, On thy shore I mourn aloud, For thee, my dear!
Waves are rushing, waves are flying, Rolling o'er the strand afar to me; On the shore of Rima let me yeep For her eternally!
General STEINWAY PIANO USED
Six Hungarian Gypsy Songs (Cycle)--Continued
3--Know ye, when my lov'd one Is fairest of all bliss
Know ye, when my lov'd one is fairest of all
bliss If her sweet mouth rosy, jest and laugh and
kiss.
Maiden heart, mine thou art, Tenderly, I kiss thee, Thee a loving heaven made Alone and but for me!
Know ye, when my lover the dearest is to me When in his fond arms, he enfolded me lovingly.
Dear, sweet heart, mine thou art, Tenderly, I kiss thee, Thee a loving heaven made Alone and but for me!
4--Loving God, thou knowest how oft I've rued this
Loving God, thou knowst how oft I've rued
this;
That I gave my lover once, a little kiss. Heart's command to kiss him, how dismiss And long as I live I'll think of that first kiss. Heart's command to kiss him, how dismiss And long as I live I'll think of that first kiss.
How in joy and pain, in him my thoughts
delight.
Love is sweet, though bitter oft to rue, My poor heart will hold him ever, ever true. Love is sweet, though bitter oft to rue, My poor heart will hold him ever, ever true.
5--Art thou thinking often now, sweetheart
Art thou thinking often now, sweet heart, my
love, What thou once with holy vow to me hast
sworn Art thou thinking often now, sweet heart, my
love, What thou [once to me with holy vow hast
sworn
Trifle not, forsake me not, Thou knowst not how dearly I love thee; Lov'st thovi me as I thee, Smile of God shall crown thee graciously.
6--Rosebuds Three
Rosebuds three, all on one tree, ye blossoms
so red;
That a lad a lassie woo, is not forbid! Rosebuds three, all on one tree, ye blossoms
so red; That a lad a lassie woo, is not forbid!
Loving God, if that had been denied,
All the world, the beauteous world long since
had died. Single life's a. sin beside!
Fairest village in Alfeld is Ketschkemete, There live many pretty lasses trim and neat! Fairest village in Alfeld is Ketschkemete, There live many pretty lasses trim and neat!
Comrades seek and choose ye there a bride, Sue then for her hand and may your house
abide. Drain the goblet, comrads tried!
V
RHAPSODIE HONGROISE NO. 8 . . . Liszt
MISS HELEN SCHAUL
VI
Prison Scene (Act V) from "Der Prophet" Meyerbeer "FIDES," DIME. SCHUMANNHEINK
Recitativ.
Ihr Baals Priester ihr! Wohin habt ihr mich
gef uhret
Weche dustre Merkergruft! Weh! hier begrabt man mich! Indessen Bertha Tod dem Sohne droht! Meinem Sohn! Er ist's nicht mehr! Weh! Er verlaugnet die Mutter! So falle aus sein Haupt des Himmels Rache
strahl! Schlag ihn, schlag ihn, du der an Kindes
Haupt den Undank straft! Nein, nein, nein, Gnade, Gnade fur ihn!
Cavatins
O du der mich verlassen.
Mein Herz, mein Herz, entwaffnet ist's, ent
waffnet ist's!
Die Mutter kann nicht hassen; Leb' wohl, leb' wohl, leb' wohl, leb' wohl,
mein Kind!
Die Mutter hat Vergebung nur, Vergebung nur fur dich, und Schmerz! Ich habe Alles dir, ja Alles hingegeben, So geb' ich jetzt auch willig dir mein Leben.
Nur glucklich sollst du sein, nur glucklich sein
Nimm mein Leben hin, ich harre deiner dort
Ja, dort, jenseit harr' ich dein.
Der du mich verlassen, etc.
Er nahet mir: Ich soil ihn sehn!
Doch ach! Ach, von Schuld schwer beladen!
Gott! Gott! Gott!
Arie:
Wirf deines Lichts blitzenden Strahl in seine
Seele, Der Wahrheit Glanz lautre sein Herz von
Schuld und Fehle! Wirf deines Lichts blitzenden Strahl in seine
Seele,
Ja lautre ihn gleich edlem Erz durch. Ja! Wirf deines Lichts blitzenden Strahl in
seine Seele, Der Wahrheit Glanz lautre sein Herz von
Schuld und Fehle! Ja lautre ihn gleich edlem Erz durch Flammen
Kraft! Ja, 0 Gott! Fuhre ihn in deinen Schoos
zuruck!
Ja so fuhre ich mein Kind in Gottes Retterhand. In seine Hand, seine Hand zuruckl
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