DeMarzio, Emily

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Ithaca CollegeDigital Commons @ ICAll Concert & Recital Programs Concert & Recital Programs10-14-2012Junior Recital: Emily DeMarzio, sopranoEmily DeMarzioFollow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programsPart of the Music CommonsThis Program is brought to you for free and open access by the Concert & Recital Programs at Digital Commons @ IC. It has been accepted forinclusion in All Concert & Recital Programs by an authorized administrator of Digital Commons @ IC.Recommended CitationDeMarzio, Emily, "Junior Recital: Emily DeMarzio, soprano" (2012). All Concert & Recital Programs. 3852.https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programs/3852Junior Recital:Emily DeMarzio, sopranoMatthew Holehan, pianoSam Thurston, trumpetCarmen Ladipo, cello Hockett Family Recital HallSunday October 14th, 20121:00 pmProgramRompe Sprezza Alessandro  Scarlatti (1660-1725)Si Suoni la TrombaCon Voce FestivaSam Thurston, trumpetCarmen Ladipo, celloNacht und Träume Franz Schubert(1797-1828)StändchenDas EchoPoor Wandering One Arthur Sullivan(1842-1900)from The Pirates of PenzanceIntermissionOn va courir Jacques Offenbach(1819-1880)from La Vie ParisienneÔ mon cher amantfrom La PéricholeOr, depuis la rose nouvellefrom Barbe-bleueAwake the Sleeping Sun Richard Hundley(b. 1931)Epitaph of a Young GirlSeashore GirlsCome Ready and See MeWill There Really Be a Morning?This recital is in fulfillment of the degree Vocal Performance and MusicEducation. Emily DeMarzio is from the studio of Carol McAmis.TranslationsRompe sprezza She breaks and scornsRompe sprezza con un sospir She breaks and scorns with a sighOgni cor benchè di pietra; Every heart even though it be of   stone;   Essa i numi l’alma inpetra, She petrifies the spirit, the soul,Ogni gratia a suoi desir. And every grace at her whim.Si suoni la tromba Let the trumpet soundSi suoni la tromba. Let the trumpet sound.Miei fidi guerrieri, My faithful warriors,In campo più fieri, Now bolder on the battlefield,Armati rimbomba.  Resound the call to arms. Con voce festiva With festive voiceCon voce festiva in musici modi, With festive voice is musical ways,l'esalti lo lodi del Tebro la riva. Let the banks of the Tiber exalt him   with praise.   E l'onda gioconda con eco d'amore, And let the playful wave with an   echo of love,   risponda la tromba. respond to the trumpet.Gioisca mio core.  Let my heart rejoice. Nacht und Träume Night and DreamsHeil'ge Nacht, du sinkest nieder! Hallowed night, you sink down!Nieder wallen auch die Träume, Downward flow also the dreams,Wie dein Mondlicht durch die Like your moonlight, through space,   Räume,   Durch der Menschen stille Brust. Through the silent bosom of people.Die belauschen sie mit Lust, They listen with delight,Rufen, wenn der Tag erwacht, Cry out when the day breaks,Kehre wieder, heil'ge Nacht, Come back, hallowed night,Holde Träume, kehret wieder.  Lovely dreams, come back. Ständchen SerenadeLeise flehen meine Lieder Gently plead my songs,Durch die Nacht zu dir, Through the night to you,In den stillen Hain hernieder, Into the quiet grove below,Liebchen, komm zu mir. Sweetheart, come to me.Flüsternd schlanke Wipfel rauschen Whispering, slender treetops rustleIn des Mondeslicht, In the moonlight,Des Verräters feindlich Lauschen, Of a betrayer's unfriendly   eavesdropping,   Fürchte, holde, nicht. Be not afraid, lovely one.Hörst die Nachtigallen schlangen? Do you hear the nightingales' call?Ach! sie flehen dich, Ah! They implore you,Mit der Töne sußen Klagen With the sound of sweet lamentsFlehen sie für mich. They plead you for me.Sie verstehn des Busens Sehnen, They understand the heart's   longing;   Kennen Liebesschmerz. They know love's pain.Rühren mit den Silbertönen, They stir, with silvery tones,Jedes weiche Herz. Every tender heart.Lass auch dir die Brust bewegen, Let your heart also be moved,Liebchen, höre micht! Sweetheart, hear me!Bebend harr ich dir entgegen, Trembling, I await you;Komm, beglücke mich.  Come, make me happy. Das Echo The Echo Herzliebe, gute Mutter, Dear good mother,o grolle nicht mit mir; don't be angry with me,du sahst den Hans mich küssen, you saw Hans kiss me,doch ich kann nichts dafür; but I can't do anything about it;ich will dir alles sagen, I will tell you everything,doch habe nur Geduld: just have patience:Das Echo drauß am Hügel, the echo outside on the hill,beim Bügel, where it bows–das ist an allem Schuld. is entirely at fault.Ich saß dort auf der Weise, I was sitting there on the meadow,da hat er mich gesehn, and there he saw me,doch blieb er ehrerbietig, yet he offeredhübsch in der Ferne stehn to keep his distanceund sprach: “Gern trät ich näher, and said, "I would gladly come   closer,   nähmst du’s nicht übel auf: if you did not take it amiss.Sag, bin ich dir wilkommen?” Tell me, am I welcome?"“Kommen!” "Come!"rief schnell  das Echo drauf. the echo called quickly.Dann, kam er auf die Wiese, Then he came onto the meadowzu mir hin setzt’ er sich, and sat down beside me,hieß mich die schöne Liese, called me his pretty Lieseund schlang den Arm um mich, and put his arm around me.und bat, ich möcht ihm sagen, He asked if I would tell himob ich ihm gut kann sein? whether I could be good to him,Das wär ihm sehr erfreulich, for it would please him gladly.“Freilich!” "Gladly!"rief schnell das Echo drein. the echo called quickly.Dies hört', er und hat näher He heard this and daredzu rücken mir gewagt, to move closer to me:er glaubte wohl, ich hatte he believed that I haddas alles ihm gesagt; said all of this to him:“Erlaubst du”, sprach er zärtlich, "Would you," he asked tenderly,“Daß ich als meine Braut "Be my bride, dich recht von Herzen küsse?” and grant me heart-felt kisses?"“Küsse!” "Kisses!"schrie jetzt das Echo laut. the echo shouted loudly.Nun sieh, so ist’s gekommen, Now you see how it came aboutdaß Hans mir gab den Kuß, that Hans gave me that kiss–das böse, böse Echo, the wicked, wicked echoes macht mir viel Verdruß; has created such trouble for me!und jetzo wird er kommen, He will comewirst sehen sicherlich, and you will certainly see:und wird von dir begehren he will ask youin Ehren respectfullyzu seinem Weibe mich. if I can be his wife.Ist dir der Hans, lieb Mutter, If you think that Hans is not rightnicht recht zu meinem Mann, for me as a husband, dear mother,so sag, daß ihm das Echo then tell him that it wasden bösen Streich getan; the wicked echo playing a trick;doch glaubst du, daß wir passen but if you believe that we would   make    zu einem Ehepaar, a good couple,dann mußt du ihn nicht kränken, then you must not make him fret–magst denken, let him thinkdaß ich das Echo war. that I was the echo!Poor Wandering OnePoor wand'ring one! Though thou hast surely strayed,Take heart of grace, Thy steps retrace,Poor wand'ring one!Poor wand'ring one! If such poor love as mineCan help thee find true piece of mind,Why, take it, it is thine!Take heart, fair days will shine;Take any heart, take mine! Ah!Poor wand'ring one! Though thou hast surely strayed,Take heart of grace, Thy steps retrace,Poor wand'ring one!Fair days will shine, Take heart!On va courir We'll go runningOn va courir, On va sortir, We'll go running, We'll go out,Sortir à pied pas en berline; Go out on foot, not by sedan;On va pouvoir, En laisser voir, At last we'll be able to revealUn peu plus haut que la bottine. something more than the tip of our   boot.   Ah, que d'apprets, De soins Ah, what preparations, What dainty   coquettes,      cares,   Quel tracas pour la chambrière; What a chore for the chambermaid;En fin, c'est fait, Elle parait, At last, she's done, Here she   comes,   La Parisienne armée en guerre! The Parisienne lady armed head to   toe.    En la voyant on devient fou, All who see her go crazyEt l'on ressent là comme un choc; and feel a kind of shock.Sa robe fait frou, frou, frou, frou, Rustle, rustle, rustling goes her   dress,   Ses petits pieds font toc, toc, toc. Tap, tap, tapping go her little feet.Le nez au vent, Trottant, trottant, Trotting along with her nose in the   air,   Elle s'en va droit devant elle; On she goes, straight in front of   her,   En la croisant, Chaque passant, At the intersection, every passer-byS'ârrete et dit, "Dieu, quelle est Stops and says, "God, she's lovely!"   belle!"   Ce compliment, Elle l'entend, This compliment, she hears,Et suit son chemin toute fière; and proudly goes on her way,se balançant, se trémoussant, Swaying and prancing,D'une façon particulière. In a particular way.En la voyant on devient fou, All who see her go crazyEt l'on ressent là comme un choc; and feel a kind of shock.Sa robe fait frou, frou, frou, frou, Rustle, rustle, rustling goes her   dress,   Ses petits pieds font toc, toc, toc. Tap, tap, tapping go her little feet.Ô mon cher amant O my loverÔ mon cher amant, je te jure, O my lover, I swear,que je t'aime de tout mon coeur, that I love you with all of my heart.Mais, vrai, la misère est trop dure, But, true, misery is too hard,et nous avons trop de malheur. and we have too much trouble.Tu dois le compredre toi même, You have to understand yourself,Que cela ne saurait durer, it is not sustainable,et qu'il vaut mieux, Dieu, que je and it is better, God, I love you!   t'aime!   Et qu'il vaut mieux nous séparer. And it is better if we part.Crois-tu qu'on puisse être bien Do you believe we can be very   tendre,      affectionate   Alors que l'on manque de pain? When we lack bread?A quels transports peut on What transport can we expect, by   s'attendre,      loving one    En s'aimant quand on meurt de another when we are starving!   faim!   Je suis faible, car je suis femme, I am weak, because I am a woman,et j'aurais rondu quelque jour, and one day, my love,Le dernier soupir, ma chère âme, I will give my last breath,Croyant un pousser un d'amour! believing in a push of love!Ces paroles là sont cruelles, These words are cruel,Je le sais bien, mais que veux tu? I know well, but what do you want?Pour les choses essentinelles, For the essential things,Tu peux compter sur ma vertu. You can count on my virtue.Je t'adore, si je suis folle, I adore you, if I'm crazyC'est de toi compte là desus, it's you that I rely upon above all   else!   Et je signe: la Périchole, And I sign: la Pèrichole,qui t'aime, mais qui n'en peut plus.  who loves you, but who can take no   more!      Or, depuis la rose nouvelle Now, since the new roseOr, depuis la rose nouvelle, Now, since the new rose has   appeared,   C'est comme ça tous les matins: It's like this every morning:Avec cette flûte il m'appelle, With his flute, he calls me,Et nous errons dans ces jardins. And we wander in the gardens.Tous les deux, Amoureux, The two of us, In love,Nous tenant un doux langage, We talk a sweet language,Nous allons, Nous venons, We go, We come,Nous parcourons ce bocage. We walk in this grove.En avril, me dit il, In April, He told me,Tout aime dans la nature, Everything loves nature,Le printemps, Donne aux champs, Spring gives the fields,Leur verdoyante parure. Their green finery.Aimons nous, C'est si doux, Our love, it is so sweet,Aimons nous bien, je t'en prie, We love well, I pray,Il n'est pas, Ici bas, Down here, there is noD'autre bonheur dans la vie. other happiness in life.Un bosquet, Trop discret, A grove of trees, so discreet,L'enhardit...Il saisit He is bold...He grabsUne main, C'est un vain, My hand. It is in vain.Que je dis: Non! finis.  I say: No! Enough.Tous les deux, Amoureux, The two of us, In love,Nous tenant un doux langage, We talk a sweet language,Nous allons, Nous venons, We go, We come,Nous parcourons ce bocage. We walk in this grove.Aimons nous, C'est si doux, Our love, It is so sweet.Aimons nous, car c'est la vie, We love, because that's life,Il n'est pas, Ici bas, Down here, there is noD'autre bonheur. Aimons nous! other happiness. Our love!Pauvre cher! Il a l'air Poor dear! He looksTout penaud, Tou nigaud, always sheepish, always dimwitted,Mais souvent le brigand, But often is a bandit,Il sourit, et me dit, He smiled and told me,Sans motifs, Des mots vifs, Without reasons, with vivid words,Dans le fond, Qui me font, In the grove, he makes me,M'ârreter, Palpiter Stop, My heart throbEt rougir de plaisir. and I blush with pleasure.Quand à moi, Sans effroi, As for me, without fear,Je l'entends, Et puis, I listen, and then, Tout bas, je reprends: softly, I answer:Oui, c'est bien doux, le printemps. Yes, it's very sweet, spring. Il rougit, Il pâlit, Et je sens, He blushes, He pales, And I feelDe nos coeurs les battements, the beats of our hearts,C'est la faute du printemps! It is the work of Spring!Dans un transport suprême, In a rapturous moment, Il s'écrie: Ah! Je t'aime! He exclaims: Ah! I love you!Tous les deux, Amoureux, The two of us, In love,Nous tenant un doux langage, We talk a sweet language,Nous allons, Nous venons, We go, We come,Nous parcourons ce bocage. We walk in this grove.Aimons nous, C'est si doux, Our love, It is so sweet.Aimons nous, car c'est la vie, We love, because that's life,Il n'est pas, Ici bas, Down here, there is noD'autre bonheur. Aimons nous! other happiness. Our love!Qu'il est heureux, Mon amoureux, He is happy, my lover,Mon amoureux, Qu'il est heureux, My lover, he is happy,Tous les matins, Dans ces jardins, Every morning in the gardens,Nous nous trouvons et répètons: We find each other and repeat:Je t'aime, nous nous aimons! I love you, we love each other!Awake the Sleeping SunCome ye shepherds who have seenDay's King deposed by Night's Queen.Come lift we up our lofty songTo wake the Sun that sleeps too long.Welcome to our wondering sight,Eternity shut in a span!Summer in Winter and Day in Night,Heaven in Earth and God in Man! -Richard CrashawEpitaph of a Young GirlShort was my work. I sweetly rest.God took me home when he saw best.I am not lost. I shall arisewhen Christ, my Lord, descends the lower skies.-Inscription on a trombstone in Boston Common Seashore Girlsmaggie and millie and molly and maywent down to the beach (to play one day)and maggie discovered a shell that sangso sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, andmillie befriended a stranded starwhose rays five languid fingers were;and molly was chased by a horrible thingwhich raced sideways while blowing bubbles: andmay came home with a smooth round stoneas small as a world and as large as alone.For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)it's always ourselves we find in the sea-e.e. cummings Come Ready and See MeCome ready and see me no matter how late,Come before the years run out.I'm waiting with a candleno wind will blow out,But you must haste on foot or by sky,For no one can wait forever under the bluest sky.I can't wait forever, for the years are running out.-James Purdy Will there really be a Morning?Will there really be a morning?Is there such a thing as day?Could I see it from the mountainsIf I were as tall as they?Has it feet like water lilies?Has it feathers like a bird?Is it brought from famous countriesOf which I have never heard?Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!Oh, some wise man from the skies!Please to tell a little pilgrimWhere that place called Morning lies! -Emily Dickinson Upcoming EventsOctober14 - Ford - 4:00pm - Symphony Orchestra (Webstreamedat www.ithaca.edu/music/live)15 - Ford - 8:15pm - African Drumming and Dance Ensemble16 - Ford - 8:15pm - Wind Ensemble (Webstreamedat www.ithaca.edu/music/live)22 - Hockett - 7:00pm - Composition Premieres25 - Ford - 8:15pm - Percussion Ensemble28 - Hockett - 5:00pm - Jaekook Kim, tenor29 - Nabenhauer - 8:15pm - Octubafest Solo Recital30 - Hockett - 8:15pm - Ithaca Brass31 - JJWCM - 6:00pm - Healthy Living For Musicians31 - Hockett - 8:15pm - Tuba EnsembleNovember 2 - Ford - 8:15pm - Family Weekend: Concert Band and Jazz VocalEnsemble (Webstreamed at www.ithaca.edu/music/live)3 - Ford - 4:00pm - Family Weekend:  Symphonic Band and JazzEnsemble (Webstreamed at www.ithaca.edu/music/live)4 - Ford - 1:00pm - Family Weekend: Choral Concert (Webstreamedat www.ithaca.edu/music/live)5 - Hockett - 7:00pm - Faculty Showcase (Webstreamedat www.ithaca.edu/music/live)7 - Hockett - 6:00pm - “On the Edge” Masterclass with Jean Kopperud8 - Hockett - 8:15pm - Alan Huckleberry, piano masterclass9 - Hockett - 3:00pm - Alan Huckleberry, piano pedagogy lecture10 - Ford - 7:00pm - Choral Composition Festival11 - Hockett - 4:00pm - Susan Waterbury, violin Charis Dimaras,piano11 - Ford - 7:00pm - Taylor Braggins, soprano12 - Hockett - 7:00pm - Composition Premieres13 - Hockett - 7:00pm - Flute Choir13 - Iger - 8:15pm - David Rakowski, Husa Visiting Professor,lecture14 - Hockett - 8:15pm - Contemporary Chamber EnsembleNow in its second century, the Ithaca College School of Music affirms itsfundamental belief that music and the arts are essential components of thehuman experience. 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Junior Recital: Emily DeMarzio, soprano

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