DOUGLAS ALLANBROOK: TWO TENNYSON SETTINGS
April 20, 1985 Premiere Performance
SALISBURY CHORAL SOCIETY
Ray Zeigler, Director
ANNAPOLIS BRASS QUINTET
April 1, 2021
offered as a memorial tribute to Douglas
on his 100th birthday !
Douglas Allanbrook
(b. April 1, 1921; Melrose, MA - d. January 29, 2003; Annapolis, MD)
Duration: (12:52)
To Listen Tap > Below
To Listen Tap > Below
Poems: Alfred Lord Tennyson:
Break, break, break
Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O, well for the fisherman’s boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish’d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. |
Calm is the morn
Calm is the morn without a sound, Calm as to suit a calmer grief, And only thro’ the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground: Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold: Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main: Calm and deep peace in this wide air, These leaves that redden to the fall; And in my heart, if calm at all, If any calm, a calm despair: Calm on the seas, and silver sleep, And waves that sway themselves in rest, And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep. |