Appalachian Spring

리처드 2013.03.04 11:00:29 | 조회 : 1150

To Fill the Hours Is Happiness 애팔레이치아 산맥의 봄 Appalachian Spring Aaron Copland (1944) Sydney Camerata Chamber Orchestra Conductor Luke Gilmour If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? (Appalachian Mountains) Ode to the West Wind 서풍에 부치는 노래 (西風賦) by Percy Bysshe Shelley(1792–1822) 1. O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being(오, 거친 서풍이여, 너 가을의 숨결이여!) Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead(너의 존재 앞에서 휘몰리는 죽은 잎새들은) Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, (눈에는 안보여도 마술사에게 쫓기는 유령의 무리와 같도다.) Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,(누런, 검은, 파란 혹은 빨간 열기 띄운) Pestilence-stricken multitudes!—O thou(열병에 걸린 저 무리들, 오, 너는) Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed(그 무리들을 검은 겨울의 잠자리로 몰아친다.) The wingèd seeds, where they lie cold and low,(그러면 그들 날개 돋친 씨앗들은 그 무덤 속에) Each like a corpse within its grave, until(시체되어 차디차게 사그라져 잠드나니,) Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow(너의 하늘빛 봄 누이가 꿈꾸는 대지 위에) Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill(그 나팔을 불어대어 향기로운 꽃 봉오리를 풀뜯는) (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)(양떼처럼 활짝 공중으로 휘몰아서) With living hues and odours plain and hill (산과 들을 생기솟는 빛깔과 향기로 가득 채우는 그 날이 올 때까지.) Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere(거센 정신이여, 그 어디든 떠도는 너는) Destroyer and Preserver—hear, O hear!(파괴자이며 또한 보존자, 들으라. 오, 나의 말을.) 2. Thou on whose stream, 'mid the steep sky's commotion, (네가 흘러가면 가파른 천공에는 난동이 일고,) Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, (그러면 흩어지는 구름은 대지 위에서 썩어가는 낙엽처럼) Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, (하늘과 대양에 얽힌 가지로부터 우수수 떨어진다.) Angels of rain and lightning! they are spread(비와 번개의 사자들, 너의 하늘거리는 물결의) On the blue surface of thine airy surge,(푸른 표면엔, 어느 사나운 '미내드'의 머리 위에) Like the bright hair uplifted from the head(치솟은 빛나는 머리단처럼,) Of some fierce Mænad, ev'n from the dim verge(희미한 지평선 언저리에서) Of the horizon to the zenith's height(천당 끝 닿는데 이르기까지) The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge(다가오는 폭풍우의 머리카락이 휘날린다.) Of the dying year, to which this closing night(너, 한 해가 저물어 밤을 불러오는 만가여) Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,(너의 온갖 증기 한데 뭉친 막강한 힘은) Vaulted with all thy congregated might(거대한 둥근 무덤되고 그 천장을 이룰지니,) Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere(이제 그 만고한 대기로부터) Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst. O hear! (새까만 비와 불길과 우박이 터져나오리라. 오, 들어보라!) 3. Thou who didst waken from his summer-dreams(베이이 만에 뜬 암석의 섬가에 누워) The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,(수정물결 감도는 파도소리에 잠들어) Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams,(여름날의 꿈에 잠겼던 푸른 지중해를 일깨운 너,) Beside a pumice isle in Baiæ's bay,(눈 앞에 그려만 보아도 감각이 아찔해지는) And saw in sleep old palaces and towers(하늘색 이끼와 향기로운 꽃 속에 파묻힌) Quivering within the wave's intenser day,(옛 궁전과 탑들이 물결에 반사되어) All overgrown with azure moss, and flowers(더욱 강렬한 햇빛 속에서 떨고 있는 것을) So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou(꿈결에 그려보는 지중해를 일깨운 너,) For whose path the Atlantic's level powers(네가 길을 나서면 강대한 대서양의 잔잔한 물결 또한) Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below(스스로 쪼개져 나가 길을 터주고) The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear(저 아래 바닷가엔) The sapless foliage of the ocean, know(바다꽃, 즙이 없는 잎새 우거진 습기 찬 바다 숲이) Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear(너의 목소리를 듣고 겁에 질려 졸지에 백발되고) And tremble and despoil themselves. O hear!(온 몸을 떨어 잎을 떨어뜨린다. 오, 들어보라!) 4. If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear(내가 너에게 휘날리는 마른 낙엽이라면) If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee(내가 너와 날 수 있는 빠른 구름이라면) A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share(오 통제 불능자여, 내가 너보다 덜 자유로울 뿐) The impulse of thy strength, only less free(너의 힘 아래 헐떡이며, 네가 가진 힘의) Than thou, O uncontrollable!—if even(충동을 함께 나눈 파도라면, 내가) I were as in my boyhood, and could be(소년 시절 같기만 하다면, 하여 하늘을 나는) The comrade of thy wanderings over heaven,(너의 속도를 앞지르는 일이 꿈만이) As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed(아니었던 그때처럼, 창공을 방랑하는) Scarce seem'd a vision,—I would ne'er have striven(너의 벗이 될 수 있다면, 이처럼 간절히) As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.(기도하며 너와 겨루려 하지 않았으리라) O lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!(오 나를 일으켜다오, 파도처럼, 잎새처럼, 구름처럼!) I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!(나는 인생의 가시밭에 쓰러져 피를 흘리노라!) A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd(힘겨운 세월의 무게에 묶여 꺾이고 말았노라) One too like thee—tameless, and swift, and proud. (길들일 수 없고, 재빠르고, 당당한, 너 같았던 내가.) 5. Make me thy lyre, ev'n as the forest is(저 숲처럼 나를 너의 수금으로 삼아다오) What if my leaves are falling like its own!(숲의 잎새처럼 나의 잎새들 진다한들 어떠리) The tumult of thy mighty harmonies(너의 힘찬 조화가 일으키는 격동이) Will take from both a deep autumnal tone,(숲과 나로부터 슬프나 감미로운) Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,(깊은 가을의 가락을 얻으리니, 사나운 정신이여) My spirit! be thou me, impetuous one!(나의 영혼이 되어 다오! 맹렬한 자여, 내가 되어 다오!) Drive my dead thoughts over the universe,(내 죽은 사상을 시든 잎들처럼) Like wither'd leaves, to quicken a new birth(우주에서 몰아내 새로운 탄생을 재촉해다오!) And, by the incantation of this verse,(그리고 이 시를 주문(呪文) 삼아) Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth(꺼지지 않은 화로의 재와 불티처럼) Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!(내 말을 온 세상에 흩뜨려다오!) Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth(내 입을 통해 잠깨지 않은 대지에) The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,(예언의 나팔이 되어다오! 오 바람이여) If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?(겨울이 오면 봄이 어찌 멀다 할 수 있으랴?) When there comes Spring again There, blossoms of yellow buttercups! Cotton Grasses Mosses Labrador Teas Dogwood Flower Star flowers Alpine azaleas Wood sorrells Ladies in red Copland : "Heart, we will forget him" performed by Dawn Upshaw and the Saint-Paul Chamber Orchestra conducted by Hugh Wolff Wild flowers in Appalachian Trail photos by Hyunil The complete "12 poems of Emily Dickinson" 1950 by Aaron Copland (1900-90) Joyce DiDonato- mezzosoprano David Zobel-piano Track List : 1. Nature, the gentlest mother 00:00 2. There came a wind like a bugle 03:57 3. Why do they shut me out of heaven? 05:26 4. The world feels dusty 07:26 5. Heart, we will forget him09:30 6. Dear March, come in! 11:46 7. Sleep is supposed to be 13:49 8. When they come back 16:56 9. I felt a funeral in my brain 18:41 10. I've heard an organ talk sometimes 20:59 11. Goin to heaven! 23:01 12. The chariot 25:47 Lyrics 1 Nature, the Gentlest Mother Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill By traveller is heard, Restraining rampant squirrel Or too impetuous bird. How fair her conversation, A summer afternoon,-- Her household, her assembly; And when the sun goes down Her voice among the aisles Incites the timid prayer Of the minutest cricket, The most unworthy flower. When all the children sleep She turns as long away As will suffice to light her lamps; Then, bending from the sky With infinite affection And infiniter care, Her golden finger on her lip, Wills silence everywhere. Lyrics 2 나팔소리 울리듯 바람이 불어왔다 There came a wind like a bugle, It quivered through the grass, And a green chill upon the heat so ominous did pass. We barred the window and the doors As from an emerald ghost The doom's electric moccasin that very instant passed. On a strange mob of panting trees and fences fled away. And rivers where the houses ran the living looked that day, The bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings whirled. How much can come And much can go And yet abide the world Lyrics 3 Why do they shut me out of heaven? Why do they shut me out of heaven? Did I sing too loud? But I can sing a little minor, timid as a bird. Wouldn't the angels, try me just once more, Just see if I troubled them? But don't shut the door, don't shut the door. Oh if I were the gentle men in the white robes, And they were the little hands that knocked, Could I forbid? Why do they shut me out of heaven? Did I sing too loud? Lyrics 4 The world feels dusty The world feels dusty, when we stop to die We want the dew then Honors taste dry. Flags vex a dying face But the least fan... stirred by a friend's hand Cools like the rain Mine be the ministry when thy thirst comes Dews of thy-self to fetch and holy balms. Lyrics 5 Heart, we will forget him 잊혀지려나, 그대 Heart, we will forget him you and I, tonight. You may forget the warmth he gave. I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim. Haste, lest while you're lagging, I may remember him. Lyrics 6 Dear March, Come in! 사랑하는 3월이여 어서 오셔요! Dear March come in. How glad I am, I looked for you before. Put down your hat, you must have walked. How out of breath you are. Dear March, how are you? And the rest? Did you leave nature well? Oh, March come right upstairs with me I have so much to tell. I got your letter, and the birds. The maples never knew that you were coming, I declare how red their faces grew, But March forgive me. And all those hills you left for me to hue, There was no purple suitable, you took it all with you. Who knocks? That April? Lock the door, I will not be pursued, He stayed away a year, to call when I am occupied. But trifles look so trivial as soon as you have come, And blame in just as dear as praise, and praise as mere as blame. Lyrics 7 Sleep is supposed to be Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand Down which, on either hand The hosts of witness stand! Morn is supposed to be By people of degree The breaking of the Day. Morning has not occurred! That shall Aurora be — East of Eternity — One with the banner gay — One in the red array — That is the break of Day! Lyrics 8 When They Come Back 다시 봄이 오면 When they come back if Blossoms do I always feel a doubt If Blossoms can be born again When once the Art is out When they begin, if Robins do I always had a fear I did not tell, it was their last Experiment Last Year, When it is May, if May return, Has nobody a pang That on a Face so beautiful We might not look again? If I am there one does not know What Party one may be Tomorrow, but if I am there I take back all I say Lyrics 9 I felt a funeral in my brain I felt a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it seemed That sense was breaking through. And when they all were seated, A service like a drum Kept beating, beating, till I thought My mind was going numb. And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again. Then space began to toll As all the heavens were a bell, And Being but an ear, And I and silence some strange race, Wrecked, solitary, here. And then a plank in reason broke, And I dropped down and down And hit a world at every plunge, And finished knowing, then. Lyrics 10 I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes – In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said – Yet held my breath, the while – And risen up—and gone away, A more Bernardine Girl – Yet – knew not what was done to me In that old Chapel Aisle. Lyrics 11 Going to Heaven Going to heaven! I don't know when, Pray do not ask me how,-- Indeed, I'm too astonished To think of answering you! Going to heaven!-- How dim it sounds! And yet it will be done As sure as flocks go home at night Unto the shepherd's arm! Perhaps you're going too! Who knows? If you should get there first, Save just a little place for me Close to the two I lost! The smallest "robe" will fit me, And just a bit of "crown"; For you know we do not mind our dress When we are going home. I'm glad I don't believe it, For it would stop my breath, And I'd like to look a little more At such a curious earth! I am glad they did believe it Whom I have never found Since the mighty autumn afternoon I left them in the ground. Lyrics 12 The Chariot Because I would not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me- The carriage held but just ourselves- And Immortality. We slowly drove- He knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For His Civility- We passed the School, where Children played, Their lessons scarcely done We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain- We passed the Setting Sun- We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground- The Roof was scarcely visible- The Cornice but a mound- Since then- 'tis Centuries- but each Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity- Twelve Poems of Emily Dickinson composed by Aaron Copland - 삶과 죽음을 성찰한 은둔시인 '에미리 디킨슨'과 20세기 작곡가 '아론 코플랜드'의 만남 - Aaron Copland (1900-1990) found his distinctively American style while studying composition with Nadia Boulanger in Paris in the early 1920s. Although Copland is known for his orchestral scores, his setting of 12 Poems of Emily Dickinson is among the most important 20th century American art songs. Coplands interpretation of Dickinson's poems perfectly parallels the poems thematic elements, including nature, with a folk-like musical setting. He captures Dickinson's lyrical expressivity and the natural inflection of text with a marriage between the vocal melody and piano harmony. The three selections in this program are examples of these techniques; sporadic key changes, somber accompaniment, and imitation. 리처드 올림

 

 

 

김정희

어머~
올려주신 영상들이 너무 아름답습니다.
가슴의 문을 화사하게 두드리는듯 싶네요.^^
사랑하는 3월이여, 그대,어느새 내 곁에 오셨군요.
싱그러운 봄 내음, 약동하는 아름다움에
눈이 멀어버릴것 같아요.^^

사랑하여 아름다워지고, ㅅ랑하여 기뻐지고,
사랑하여 슬퍼지는 봄의 운명?

2013.03.04 23:01

 

 

리처드 김정희님

모란이 지고 말면 그뿐,
내 한 해는 다 가고 말아,
삼백 예순 날
하냥 섭섭해 우옵네다.
모란이 피기까지는
나는 아직 기다리고 있을 테요,
찬란한 슬픔의 봄을

삼백 예순 날
그 기다림 끝에 다시 오는
찬란한 슬픔의 봄입니다

雅齋 정철님의 영시광장
사랑하는 3 월이여, 어서 오셔요
이미 삼월도 초순이지만
아직은 돌담에 속삭이는 햇살입니다

돌담에 속삭이는 햇살/김영랑

돌담에 속삭이는 햇살같이
풀아래 웃음짓는 샘물같이
내마음 고요히 고운 봄길 위에
오늘 하루 하늘을 우러르고 싶다

새악시의 볼에 떠오는 부끄럼같이
시의 가슴에 살포시 젖는 물결같이
보드레한 에메랄드 얇게 흐르는
실비단 하늘을 바라보고 싶다.

2013.03.05 15:00
 

- Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.
Part Two: Nature XLV
눈에 보이지 않는 슬픔으로

As imperceptibly as grief
The summer lapsed away, -
Too imperceptible, at last,
To seem like perfidy.

A quietness distilled,
As twilight long begun,
Or Nature, spending with herself
Sequestered afternoon.

The dusk drew earlier in,
The morning foreign shone, -
A courteous, yet harrowing grace,
As guest who would be gone.

And thus, without a wing,
Or service of a keel,
Our summer made her light escape
Into the beautiful.

2013.03.06 06:59
 

- 거기 정말 아침있나요?

Will there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as day?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?

Has it feet like water-lilies?
Has it feathers like a bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?

Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!
Oh, some wise man from the skies!
Please to tell a little pilgrim
Where the place called morning lies!

2013.03.06 07:13
 

- 한밤이여, 안녕!
나 이제 집으로 돌아가요.
낮은 내게 싫증이 났다지만,
내가 어찌
낮에게 싫증을 느끼겠어요?

태양빛이 너무도 안온해서
나 거기서 살고 싶었지만,
아침은 나를 원치 않는대요. 지금은.
그러니
낮이여, 잘 자요.
-에미리 디킨슨

Good morning, Midnight!
I'm coming home,
Day got tired of me –
How could I of him?

Sunshine was a sweet place,
I liked to stay –
But Morn didn't want me – now –
So good night, Day!

I can look - can't I -
When the East is Red?
The Hills - have a way - then -
That puts the Heart - abroad --

You - are not so fair - Midnight -
i chose - Day --
But - please take a little Girl --
He turned away!

2013.03.06 07:49

 

이서종 그 춥던 겨울이 서서히 물러가고 봄이 오네요!
좋습니다. 늦은 밤 컴으로 문서를 만들다가 잠간 쉬어 갑니다..^^

2013.03.08 00:04

 

리처드 이서종님,
새봄을 맞이하여 恩杓와 施恩이가
주님 축복으로
온 성도들에게 사랑받으며
무럭 무럭 자라기를 기도합니다.
주 평강 샬롬! ^ ^)

2013.03.08 04:38