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Cedarville University DigitalCommons@Cedarville Junior and Senior Recitals Concert and Recital Programs 11-13-2021 Micaiah Jones, Mezzo-Soprano, Senior Voice Recital Micaiah Haven Jones Follow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.cedarville.edu/junior_and_senior_recitals  Part of the Music Performance Commons This Program is brought to you for free and open access by DigitalCommons@Cedarville, a service of the Centennial Library. It has been accepted for inclusion in Junior and Senior Recitals by an authorized administrator of DigitalCommons@Cedarville. For more information, please contact digitalcommons@cedarville.edu. Der NussbaumA nut tree blossoms outside the house,Fragrantly, Airily,It spreads its leafy boughs.Many lovely blossoms it bears,Gentle WindsCome to caress them tenderly.Paired together, they whisper,Inclining, BendingGracefully their delicate heads to kiss.They whisper of a maiden whoDreamed For nightsAnd days of, alas, she knew not what.They whisper—who can understandSo soft A song?Whisper of a bridegroom and next year.The maiden listens, the tree rustles;Yearning, MusingShe drifts smiling into sleep and dreams.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/425Fleur des blésFrom the tall corn that ripplesAnd undulates under the breezeIn coquettish disarrayI have found the good ideaTo gather a nosegay for you.Place it on your bosom, quickly;It was not only gathered for you,But also created in your image,And I’ll warrant your little fingerHas already told you why.These golden ears of corn are like the wavesOf your own fair tresses,Spun from gold and sunlight;This insolent poppyIs the red blood of your lips.And these cornflowers (you’ll never guess!),These azure dots that nothing can change,These cornflowers are your eyes,So blue that they look like two pieces of heaven.Fallen down upon this earth.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/2770Clair de luneYour soul is a chosen landscapebewitched by masquers and bergamaskers,playing the lute and dancing and almostsad beneath their fanciful disguises.Singing as they go in a minor keyof conquering love and life’s favours,they do not seem to believe in their fortuneand their song mingles with the light of the moon,The calm light of the moon, sad and fair,that sets the birds dreaming in the treesand the fountains sobbing in their rapture,tall and svelte amid marble statues.https://www.thereader.org.uk/featured-poem-3/Beau soirAnd a warm breeze ripples the fields of wheat,All things seem to advise content -And rise toward the troubled heart;Advise us to savour the gift of life,While we are young and the evening fair,For our life slips by, as that river does:It to the sea - we to the tomb.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/2755ISelections from MESSIAH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . George Frideric Handel (1685–1759)Then Shall the Eyes of the Blind Be OpenedHe Shall Feed His FlockAssisted by Jenna Beremand, sopranoIILa ci darem la mano from DON GIOVANNI. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756–1791)Assisted by David McFaddin, baritoneSelections from CARMEN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Georges Bizet (1838–1875)HabaneraSeguidilleTutti fiori from MADAME BUTTERFLY . . . . . . . . . . . Giacomo Puccini (1858–1924)Assisted by Rachael Kindred, sopranoIIIBist du bei mir, BMV 508, from NOTEBOOK FOR ANNA MAGDALENA BACH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Johann Sebastian Bach (1685–1750)Der Nussbaum, Op. 25, No. 3, from MYRTHEN . . . Robert Schumann (1810–1856)Fleur des blés, L16 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Claude Debussy (1862–1918)Clair de lune,  Op. 83, No. 1, from 10 MÉLODIES . . . . . . Joseph Szulc (1875–1956)Beau soir, L84 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Claude DebussyIVSilent Noon from THE HOUSE OF LIFE, No. 2. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872–1958)Nurse’s Song from A CHARM OF LULLABIES, Op. 41, No. 5. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Benjamin Britten (1913–1976)Burn from HAMILTON. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lin-Manuel Miranda (b. 1980)I Can Only Imagine. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Bart Millard (b. 1972)Assisted by Allison Zieg, Michelle Schuman, Jenna Beremand, Rachael Kindred, sopranos; Lydia Kee, Maria Drollinger,Annamarie Wells, Soraya Peront, mezzo-sopranos; Chloe Bowling, Isabella Muñoz, Jana Molinari, altosMicaiah is a student of Mark Spencer.This recital is presented in partial fulfillment of the Bachelor of Music Education degree.No flash photography, please.  Please turn off all cell phones.TranslationsLa ci darem la manoDON: There we will hold hands,There you will say yes to me:You see, it’s not far,Let’s go, my dear, from here.ZER: I would like to and I would not like to,My heart trembles a little,It’s true that I would be happy,But he can mock me still!DON: Come, my lovely delight!ZER: Masetto takes pity on me.DON: I will change your fate.ZER: Quickly… I cannot resist any longer.DON: Let’s go!ZER: Let’s go!BOTH: Let’s go, let’s go, my love,To redeem the sufferingsOf an innocent love.https://www.liveabout.com/la-ci-darem-la-mano-lyrics-and-translation-724016HabaneraLove is a rebellious birdThat nothing can tame,And it is simply in vain to call itIf it is convient for it to refuse.Nothing will work, threat or pleading,One speaks, the other stays quiet;And it's the other that I preferHe said nothing; but he pleases me.Love! Love! Love! Love!Love is the child of the Bohemian,It has never, never known any law,If you don't love me, I love you,If I love you, keep guard of yourself!The bird you thought to surpriseBat its wing and flew away;Love is far away, you can wait for it;If you wait for it no more, it is there!All around you, quickly, quickly,It comes, goes, then it comes back!You think to hold it, it avoids you;You think to avoid it, it holds you!Love, love, love, love!https://voceclassica.com/uploads/3/4/8/7/34874555/ipa_sample.pdfSeguidilleNear the ramparts of SevilleAt the place of my friend, Lillas PastiaI will go to dance the Seguedillato drink Manzanilla.I will go to the place of my friend, Lillas Pastia.Yes, but all alone, one gets bored,And the real pleasures are for two;So, to keep me company,I will take away my lover.My lover, he has gone to the devil,I put him out yesterday!My poor heart, very consolable,My heart is free, like the air!I have suiters by the dozen,But, they are not to my taste.Here it is the weekend;Who wants to love me?  I will love him!Who wants my soul?  It’s for the taking.You're arriving at the right time!I have hardly the time to wait,For with my new lover,Near the ramparts of SevilleAt the place of my friend, Lillas Pastia!http://www.aria-database.com/search.php?individualAria=43Tutti fioriSpoglio is the vegetable garden.BUTTERFLY: Spoglio is the vegetable garden?Come, help me.SUZUKI: Rose at the threshold.Butterfly and Suzuki scatter flowers everywhereBUTTERFLY: All SpringSUZUKI: All SpringBUTTERFLY: I want you to oil here.SUZUKI: I want you to smell here.BUTTERFLY: Let's sow around April,SUZUKI: Let's sow around April.BUTTERFLY: We sow around April!SUZUKI: All spring, all, all.BUTTERFLY: throwing flowers All springI want you to smell here ...SUZUKI: Lilies? violets?BUTTERFLY: around, around spreads.SUZUKI: We sow around April.BUTTERFLY: We sow around April.His seat is to be swallowed , to be convolved , tobe swallowed up; lilies and violets aroundspread, we sow around April!SUZUKI: Lilies, spindly roses, all spring, spread lilies, violets, we sow April around!BUTTERFLY and SUZUKI: throwing flowerswhile the person follows the rhythm with a gentlesway of dance We throw full hands, mammalsand tuberose, corolla of verbena, petals of eachflower!Corolla of verbene, petals of each flower!https://www.opera-arias.com/puccini/madame-butterfly/tutti-i-fior/Bist du bei mir Be thou with me and I’ll go gladlyTo death and on to my repose.Ah, how my end would bring contentment,If, pressing with thy hands so lovely,Thou wouldst my faithful eyes then close.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/1291Continued on the backISelections from MESSIAH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . George Frideric Handel (1685–1759)Then Shall the Eyes of the Blind Be OpenedHe Shall Feed His FlockAssisted by Jenna Beremand, sopranoIILa ci darem la mano from DON GIOVANNI. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756–1791)Assisted by David McFaddin, baritoneSelections from CARMEN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Georges Bizet (1838–1875)HabaneraSeguidilleTutti fiori from MADAME BUTTERFLY . . . . . . . . . . . Giacomo Puccini (1858–1924)Assisted by Rachael Kindred, sopranoIIIBist du bei mir, BMV 508, from NOTEBOOK FOR ANNA MAGDALENA BACH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Johann Sebastian Bach (1685–1750)Der Nussbaum, Op. 25, No. 3, from MYRTHEN . . . Robert Schumann (1810–1856)Fleur des blés, L16 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Claude Debussy (1862–1918)Clair de lune,  Op. 83, No. 1, from 10 MÉLODIES . . . . . . Joseph Szulc (1875–1956)Beau soir, L84 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Claude DebussyIVSilent Noon from THE HOUSE OF LIFE, No. 2. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872–1958)Nurse’s Song from A CHARM OF LULLABIES, Op. 41, No. 5. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Benjamin Britten (1913–1976)Burn from HAMILTON. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lin-Manuel Miranda (b. 1980)I Can Only Imagine. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Bart Millard (b. 1972)Assisted by Allison Zieg, Michelle Schuman, Jenna Beremand, Rachael Kindred, sopranos; Lydia Kee, Maria Drollinger,Annamarie Wells, Soraya Peront, mezzo-sopranos; Chloe Bowling, Isabella Muñoz, Jana Molinari, altosMicaiah is a student of Mark Spencer.This recital is presented in partial fulfillment of the Bachelor of Music Education degree.No flash photography, please.  Please turn off all cell phones.TranslationsLa ci darem la manoDON: There we will hold hands,There you will say yes to me:You see, it’s not far,Let’s go, my dear, from here.ZER: I would like to and I would not like to,My heart trembles a little,It’s true that I would be happy,But he can mock me still!DON: Come, my lovely delight!ZER: Masetto takes pity on me.DON: I will change your fate.ZER: Quickly… I cannot resist any longer.DON: Let’s go!ZER: Let’s go!BOTH: Let’s go, let’s go, my love,To redeem the sufferingsOf an innocent love.https://www.liveabout.com/la-ci-darem-la-mano-lyrics-and-translation-724016HabaneraLove is a rebellious birdThat nothing can tame,And it is simply in vain to call itIf it is convient for it to refuse.Nothing will work, threat or pleading,One speaks, the other stays quiet;And it's the other that I preferHe said nothing; but he pleases me.Love! Love! Love! Love!Love is the child of the Bohemian,It has never, never known any law,If you don't love me, I love you,If I love you, keep guard of yourself!The bird you thought to surpriseBat its wing and flew away;Love is far away, you can wait for it;If you wait for it no more, it is there!All around you, quickly, quickly,It comes, goes, then it comes back!You think to hold it, it avoids you;You think to avoid it, it holds you!Love, love, love, love!https://voceclassica.com/uploads/3/4/8/7/34874555/ipa_sample.pdfSeguidilleNear the ramparts of SevilleAt the place of my friend, Lillas PastiaI will go to dance the Seguedillato drink Manzanilla.I will go to the place of my friend, Lillas Pastia.Yes, but all alone, one gets bored,And the real pleasures are for two;So, to keep me company,I will take away my lover.My lover, he has gone to the devil,I put him out yesterday!My poor heart, very consolable,My heart is free, like the air!I have suiters by the dozen,But, they are not to my taste.Here it is the weekend;Who wants to love me?  I will love him!Who wants my soul?  It’s for the taking.You're arriving at the right time!I have hardly the time to wait,For with my new lover,Near the ramparts of SevilleAt the place of my friend, Lillas Pastia!http://www.aria-database.com/search.php?individualAria=43Tutti fioriSpoglio is the vegetable garden.BUTTERFLY: Spoglio is the vegetable garden?Come, help me.SUZUKI: Rose at the threshold.Butterfly and Suzuki scatter flowers everywhereBUTTERFLY: All SpringSUZUKI: All SpringBUTTERFLY: I want you to oil here.SUZUKI: I want you to smell here.BUTTERFLY: Let's sow around April,SUZUKI: Let's sow around April.BUTTERFLY: We sow around April!SUZUKI: All spring, all, all.BUTTERFLY: throwing flowers All springI want you to smell here ...SUZUKI: Lilies? violets?BUTTERFLY: around, around spreads.SUZUKI: We sow around April.BUTTERFLY: We sow around April.His seat is to be swallowed , to be convolved , tobe swallowed up; lilies and violets aroundspread, we sow around April!SUZUKI: Lilies, spindly roses, all spring, spread lilies, violets, we sow April around!BUTTERFLY and SUZUKI: throwing flowerswhile the person follows the rhythm with a gentlesway of dance We throw full hands, mammalsand tuberose, corolla of verbena, petals of eachflower!Corolla of verbene, petals of each flower!https://www.opera-arias.com/puccini/madame-butterfly/tutti-i-fior/Bist du bei mir Be thou with me and I’ll go gladlyTo death and on to my repose.Ah, how my end would bring contentment,If, pressing with thy hands so lovely,Thou wouldst my faithful eyes then close.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/1291Continued on the backDer NussbaumA nut tree blossoms outside the house,Fragrantly, Airily,It spreads its leafy boughs.Many lovely blossoms it bears,Gentle WindsCome to caress them tenderly.Paired together, they whisper,Inclining, BendingGracefully their delicate heads to kiss.They whisper of a maiden whoDreamed For nightsAnd days of, alas, she knew not what.They whisper—who can understandSo soft A song?Whisper of a bridegroom and next year.The maiden listens, the tree rustles;Yearning, MusingShe drifts smiling into sleep and dreams.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/425Fleur des blésFrom the tall corn that ripplesAnd undulates under the breezeIn coquettish disarrayI have found the good ideaTo gather a nosegay for you.Place it on your bosom, quickly;It was not only gathered for you,But also created in your image,And I’ll warrant your little fingerHas already told you why.These golden ears of corn are like the wavesOf your own fair tresses,Spun from gold and sunlight;This insolent poppyIs the red blood of your lips.And these cornflowers (you’ll never guess!),These azure dots that nothing can change,These cornflowers are your eyes,So blue that they look like two pieces of heaven.Fallen down upon this earth.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/2770Clair de luneYour soul is a chosen landscapebewitched by masquers and bergamaskers,playing the lute and dancing and almostsad beneath their fanciful disguises.Singing as they go in a minor keyof conquering love and life’s favours,they do not seem to believe in their fortuneand their song mingles with the light of the moon,The calm light of the moon, sad and fair,that sets the birds dreaming in the treesand the fountains sobbing in their rapture,tall and svelte amid marble statues.https://www.thereader.org.uk/featured-poem-3/Beau soirAnd a warm breeze ripples the fields of wheat,All things seem to advise content -And rise toward the troubled heart;Advise us to savour the gift of life,While we are young and the evening fair,For our life slips by, as that river does:It to the sea - we to the tomb.https://www.oxfordlieder.co.uk/song/2755

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