Senerade to Music

Music: R. Vaugham Williams
Words: from Shakespare (The Merchant of Venice Act V Sence I)

(Tutti)
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music creeps in our ears:
Soft stillness, and the night,
Become the touches of sweet harmony.

(Soprano 1)
of sweet harmony.

(Tenor 1)
Look how the floor of heaven is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
(Tenor 2)
There's not the smallest orb that thou beholds't,
But in this motion like an angel sings,
(Tenor 3)
Still quiring to the youngey'd cherubins;

(Tutti)
Such harmony is in immortal souls;

(Tenor 4)
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in

(Tutti)
we cannot hear it

(Soprano 2)
Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn:
With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear,
And draw her home with music.
(Tutti)
And draw her home with music.

(Soprano 3)
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.
(Bass 1)
The reason is, your spirits are attentive:
(Bass 2)
The man that hath no music in himself,
(Bass 3)
Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds,
(Bass 1)
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
(Bass 4)
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus:
(Tutti)
Let no such man be trusted...

(Alto 1)
Music! hark!
It is your music of the house.
(Alto 2)
Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day.
(Alto 3)
Silence bestows that virtue on it.
(Soprano 4)
How many things by season season'd are.
To their right praise and true perfection!
(Alto 4)
Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion,
And would not be awak'd.

(Tutti)
Soft stillness and the night:
Become the touches of sweet harmony.

(Soprano 1 and tutti)
(of) sweet harmony.