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Manchester Magnificat for treble and tenor soloists, choir, piano and organ

by David Warin Solomons

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"Magnificat anima mea Dominum quia fecit mihi magna" ["My soul magnifies the Lord, because he has done great things for me"] A moon-mist whispers, silver-lifting, drifting, twining through the night-grey grasses, seeping over Irwell's eddies. Wraith, and wanton, trailing skirts of dew on setts and stones, and touching tower and arch, while pinnacles, black against the sky, reach fingers to the eastern dawn: A solis ortu usque ad occasum, (soloist: From the rising to the setting of the sun) laudabile nomen Domini (soloist: the praiseworthy name of the Lord) Seven times a day will I praise thee... St Denys pray me peace Sweet Mary pray my soul, St George thee me defend... A solis ortu usque ad occasum, laudabile nomen Domini Seven times a day will I praise thee... Land, that once was soft-slipper trod, or pressed by foot unshod; That summer-soft trees whispered sunbeams through to toss, unseen, the hidden perfumes from the meadow-sweet upon the breeze; That folded stone, and thatch; and circled woodscent smoke, drifting, slow, towards the sky; or slept; a resting, plough-lined soil and garnered wealth, beneath the winterwhite; Or cowered and moaned, torn, whirling, cruel, and yet kind, in cleansing gales; And nurtured polysyllabic streams, and rivers flowing full of sustenance in tranquil bubble-frosted salmon-hides. Land, lost, beneath hard feet unrhythmic shod; beneath adulterated bricks, hard-quarried and unnatural stone, Squared eye-unkind palaces of commerce, acquisition; Beneath a black destroying slime of fumes, and battered with a red and pounding blast; Land; hurried over, trampled on, ignored; beaten down... The hum and whine, and clank and grind, and trip and switch and shuttle-click; and thunder clang in drab and dark and furnace spark; and sweep, and rush, cascade, cascade all round and down, and mine black tendrils round ear coils and drown sound down. I will show wonders in heaven, and on earth blood... Blood! and death and widows; and orphan cries; and blood spilled fresh on Peter's field, as August sun strikes flash and spark from beating hooves, and fear's down-dash sabres. Mother! Aah! I will show wonders in heaven, and on earth blood, and fire, and whirling smoke. Ave Maria; Maria, ora pro nobis; Saint Mary pray me peace Ora... Dona eis requiem I will show wonders in heaven Sing a new song to the Lord - - [Psalm 98] for He has worked wonders. His right hand and his holy arm have brought salvation! Sing psalms to the Lord with the harp, with the sound of music. With trumpets and the sound of the horn. Acclaim the King, the Lord! Sing a new song! Let the sea and all within it thunder. The world and all its peoples Let the rivers clap their hands And the hills ring out their joy Rejoice at the presence of the Lord For he comes to rule the earth He will rule the world with justice and the peoples with fairness Sing a new song to the Lord for He has worked wonders. His right hand and his holy arm have brought salvation! Sing psalms to the Lord with the harp, with the sound of music. With trumpets and the sound of the horn. Sing a new song to the Lord ... to the Lord! I will praise you, Lord my God, with all my heart and glorify your name for ever. And thorned red rose of England cries: "Magnificat! Ad maiorem Dei Gloriam!" {Magnifies! To the greater glory of God] Oh Sweet Mary, pray my soul; Saint Denys, pray me peace... peace.
2.
"Magnificat anima mea Dominum quia fecit mihi magna" ["My soul magnifies the Lord, because he has done great things for me"]
3.
A moon-mist whispers, silver-lifting, drifting, twining through the night-grey grasses, seeping over Irwell's eddies. Wraith, and wanton, trailing skirts of dew on setts and stones, and touching tower and arch, while pinnacles, black against the sky, reach fingers to the eastern dawn: A solis ortu usque ad occasum, (soloist: From the rising to the setting of the sun) laudabile nomen Domini (soloist: the praiseworthy name of the Lord) Seven times a day will I praise thee... St Denys pray me peace Sweet Mary pray my soul, St George thee me defend... A solis ortu usque ad occasum, laudabile nomen Domini Seven times a day will I praise thee... Land, that once was soft-slipper trod, or pressed by foot unshod; That summer-soft trees whispered sunbeams through to toss, unseen, the hidden perfumes from the meadow-sweet upon the breeze; That folded stone, and thatch; and circled woodscent smoke, drifting, slow, towards the sky; or slept; a resting, plough-lined soil and garnered wealth, beneath the winterwhite; Or cowered and moaned, torn, whirling, cruel, and yet kind, in cleansing gales; And nurtured polysyllabic streams, and rivers flowing full of sustenance in tranquil bubble-frosted salmon-hides.
4.
Land, lost, beneath hard feet unrhythmic shod; beneath adulterated bricks, hard-quarried and unnatural stone, Squared eye-unkind palaces of commerce, acquisition; Beneath a black destroying slime of fumes, and battered with a red and pounding blast; Land; hurried over, trampled on, ignored; beaten down... The hum and whine, and clank and grind, and trip and switch and shuttle-click; and thunder clang in drab and dark and furnace spark; and sweep, and rush, cascade, cascade all round and down, and mine black tendrils round ear coils and drown sound down. I will show wonders in heaven, and on earth blood... Blood! and death and widows; and orphan cries; and blood spilled fresh on Peter's field, as August sun strikes flash and spark from beating hooves, and fear's down-dash sabres. Mother! Aah! I will show wonders in heaven, and on earth blood, and fire, and whirling smoke.
5.
Ave Maria; Maria, ora pro nobis; Saint Mary pray me peace Ora... Dona eis requiem
6.
Sing a new song to the Lord - - [Psalm 98] for He has worked wonders. His right hand and his holy arm have brought salvation! Sing psalms to the Lord with the harp, with the sound of music. With trumpets and the sound of the horn. Acclaim the King, the Lord! Sing a new song! Let the sea and all within it thunder. The world and all its peoples Let the rivers clap their hands And the hills ring out their joy Rejoice at the presence of the Lord For he comes to rule the earth He will rule the world with justice and the peoples with fairness Sing a new song to the Lord for He has worked wonders. His right hand and his holy arm have brought salvation! Sing psalms to the Lord with the harp, with the sound of music. With trumpets and the sound of the horn. Sing a new song to the Lord ... to the Lord!
7.
And thorned red rose of England cries: "Magnificat! Ad maiorem Dei Gloriam!" {Magnifies! To the greater glory of God]
8.
Oh Sweet Mary, pray my soul; Saint Denys, pray me peace... peace.

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One of two performances of the Manchester Magnificat: This is the later version with choir, soloists, organ and piano.

Score available at
www.sheetmusicplus.com/title/20030593?aff_id=175705

The work, based on poems by Audrey Vaughan, follows the spiritual, industrial and political history of Manchester.

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released August 13, 2016

Budapest Scoring conducted by Zoltan Pad

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David Warin Solomons Sale, UK

Composer from UK born in 1953, concentrating on lyrical and tonal works for chamber music combinations, solo voice and choral works.

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