ELEVENTH PUBLIC PERFORMANCE BAR HARBOR CHORAL SOCIETY MAURICE C. RUMSEY, Conductor Wednesday, August 27, 1913, AT 4 P. M., AT THE BUILDING OF ARTS SOLOISTS : MABELLE MONAGHAN SWAN, Soprano FREDERIC KENNEDY, Tenor HOWARD R. STEVENS, Baritone Miss ADELNIA M. CONNELL, Accompanist PROGRAM CHORUS - The 137th Psalm, - - Gounod THE CHORAL SOCIETY DANCE FANTASIE - "Ariel," - - Stevenson THE CHORAL SOCIETY TENOR SOLOS : a "Four-leaf Clover," Brown b "In the Time of Roses," Reichart € "Invictus," - Huhn MR. KENNEDY CHORUS - "The Challenge of Thor," - - Elgar From the Cantata "King Olaf". THE CHORAL SOCIETY BIRD SONGS, - Liza Lehmann I "The Starling." 2 "The Wren." 3 "The Cuckoo." MRS. SWAN. CHORUS - From "The Rose Maiden", Cowen THE CHORAL SOCIETY CANTATA - "The God and the Maid," - von Fielitz MRS. SWAN, MESSRS. KENNEDY AND STEVENS AND THE CHORAL SOCIETY PATRONESSES. Mrs. Nicholas L. Anderson Mrs. Alfred C. Larned Mrs. John W. Auchincloss Mrs. Warner Mifflin Leeds Mrs. Henry M. Baker Miss Leffingwell Miss Christine V. Baker Mrs. J. T. Linzee Mrs. Wm. Osborne Baker Miss Linzee Miss Christine W. Biddle Mrs. John Callendar Livingston Mrs. D. C. Blair Mme. Loudon Mrs. Robert Bonner Bowler Mrs. Lea McI. Luquer Mrs. Henry D. Burnham Miss A. F. Manning Mrs. Middleton S. Burrill Miss Maria T. Major Mrs. Edward Carew Mrs. Edward B. Mears Miss Cary The Misses Mellon Mrs. Henry Cadwalader Chapman Miss Minot Mrs. A. M. Coats Mrs. S. Weir Mitchell Mrs. Edward Coles Mrs. R. Hall McCormick Mrs. Thomas K. Conrad The Misses Morrill Mrs. Willam St. C. D. Corcoran Mrs. L. E. Opdycke Miss Cottinet Mrs. Charles F. Ostrander Mrs. Victor Cushman Mrs. Herbert Parsons Mrs. Henry F. Dimock Mrs. Robert B. Potter Mrs. William P. Draper Mrs. Joseph Pulitzer Miss Bell B. Gurnee Mrs. William B. Rice Mrs. George Harris Mrs. John Shillito Rogers Mrs. John Harrison Mrs. Herbert L. Satterlee Mrs. A. Howard Hinkle Mrs. A. F. Schauffler Miss Mary U. Hoffman Mrs. Edgar Scott Mrs. John Hone Mrs. Hunt Slater Mrs. Thomas H. Hubbard Mrs. James Speyer Mrs. Dimock Hutchinson Mrs. C. Morton Smith Mrs. Morris K. Jesup Mrs. F. Fremont Smith Mrs. Francis Howe Johnson Miss S. R. Smith Mrs. Otto H. Kahn Mrs. J. Madison Taylor Mrs. John Steward Kennedy Mrs. J. B. Trevor Mrs. Walter Graeme Ladd Mrs. C. Minot Weld Mrs. C. K. Wright 3 TEXT OF THE PART SONGS. The 137th Psalm, Gounod (Paraphrased by Henry Farnie.) Here by Babylon's wave, O Lord, tho' the victor command Though heathen hands have bound us, Our captivity sad and lowly, Though afar from our land, How shall we raise thy song so holy, The pains of death surround us; That we sung in our father's land Sion ! thy mem'ry still Jerusalem, if we forget thee, In our heart we are keeping, Let our hands remember not their power, And still we turn to thee, And our tongues be silent from that hour. Our eyes all sad with weeping, Woe unto thee! Babylon, mighty city, Thro' our harps that we hung on the trees For the day of thy fall is nigh! Goes the low wind wearily moaning; For thee no hope, for thee no pity Mingles the sad note of the breeze, Tho' loud thy wail riseth on high! With voice as sad of sigh and groaning. Then shalt thou, desolate, forsaken, When mad with wine our foe rejoices, Be torn from thy fanes and thy thrones. When unto their altars they throng, In that day shall thy babes be taken, Loud for mirth then they call, Taken and dashed against the stones! "A song of Sion, sing, lift up your Then unto thee, o, Babylon the mighty, voices!" Be woe Be woe! Be woe! " Ariel," Frederick Stevenson Words by Shakspeare The Tempest ) and Lord Littleton. Where the bee sucks there lurk I, When she is absent, I no more In a cowslip's bell I lie; Delight in all that pleased before, There I couch when owls do cry, The clearest spring, the shadiest grove - On the bat's back I do fly Tell me my heart, can this be love? Merrily, merrily shall I live now. When fond of power, of beauty vain, When Delia on the plain appears, Her nets she spreads for every swain, Awed by a thousand tender fears, I strove to hate, but vainly strove; I would approach, but dare not move; Tell me, my heart, can this be love? Tell me, my heart, can this be love? Where the bee sucks there lurk I, Whene'er she speaks, my ravished ear, In a cowslip's bell I lie No other voice than hers can hear; There I couch when owls do cry, No other wit but hers approve; On the bat's back I do fly, Tell me, my heart, can this be love? Merrily, merrily shall I live now. 4 "The Challenge of Thor," Elgar From "King Olaf " words by Longfellow. I am the God Thor, Is but my red beard, I am the War God, Blown by the night wind, I am the Thunderer Affrighting the nations! Here in my Northland, Jove is my brother ; My fastness and fortress, Mine eyes are the lightning; Reign I forever! The wheels of my chariot Here amid Icebergs Roll in the thunder Rule I the nations The blows of my hammer This is my hammer, Ring in the earthquake Miulner, the mighty; Force rules the world still, Giants and sorcerers Has ruled it, shall rule it ; Cannot withstand it ! Meekness is weakness, These are my gauntlets, Strength is triumphant Wherewith I wield it, Over the whole earth. And hurl it afar off. Still is it Thor's Day ! This is my girdle, Thou art a God, too, Whenever I brace it, o, Galilean ! Strength is redoubled. And thus single-handed The light thou beholdest Unto to the combat, Stream through the heavens Gauntlet or Gospel, In flashes of crimson Here I defy thee! "Bridal Chorus," Cowen (From "The Rose Maiden ".) 'Tis thy wedding morning, Shining in the skies, Bridal bells are ringing, Bridal songs arise, Op'ning the portals of thy paradise 'Tis the last fair morning for thy maiden eyes, 'Tis thy marriage morning, rise, sweet maid, arise! 5 "The God and the Maid," von Fielitz Text by Gertrude Rogers. I III THE GOD IN HIS HEAVEN. Aeolus: Aeolus: When the first rays of the sun, A god am I, set high amid the heavens, Pierce the shades of night; The circling days and nights my servants From my realms remote I'll lean, In the early light. are, The brilliant stars my jewelled diadem; On the dew-kissed meadows, And yet, amid my glory and my state, By the river's shine; With sighs and tears I mourn my loneli- I may find the love I seek, Waiting to be mine. ness. The fragrance of the flowers and the woods, MORNING ON EARTH. Rises in incense to my lofty heights: The music of the spheres is mine for aye; IV And yet, within my heart a place denied, Melia and Maidens: A longing for some joy unsatisfied. Though the flowers bloom for me, Sunrise o'er the shadowy hills is creeping, Sweetest odors upward sending; All the birds arise from sleeping; Though the birds their melody The fragrance of the dawn fills all the With my symphonies are bending; sky, Though the rivers leap in mirth, While the fears of darkness fly. As their song is high ascending; And the trees their stately heads, The morning is here with her merry song, Are in homage bending; Oh, hear the mocking echoes throng! I, to whom their praise is flying, Hear the music of the birds awaking, With my loneliness am sighing. Each to each their joy relating. II Hail, hail with song, the fresh, the lovely Spirits: morn, At such a sunrise Love was born ! There is weeping on the heights of heaven, By the opening gates of day we're meet- Where Aeolus in his sorrow sighs; ing, We veil our brightness o'er, To unknown rapture bringing greeting! As he prone with sadness lies. o, Aeolus, know ye not the meaning, Melia: Of the grief within thy lonely heart? Sing, sing the rapture of a new delight, Though a god, still art thou yearning Sorrow with the darkness takes its flight; For Love, who bids all woe depart. My heart is trembling with a new joy Look beneath thee to the distant world, given, Watch the joys and sufferings of earth; For Love is leaning from his heaven ! Learn a new life's lesson, As ye seek the secret of their mirth. Deep within my spirit here is dwelling, o, Aeolus, ye shall find the meaning The knowledge of delight within me well_ Of the void within thy lonely heart; ing; Though a god, still art thou yearning, Longingly I lift my eyes above, For Love who bids all woe depart. Seeking there a sign of answering love 6 Maidens: Melia Hail, hail with song the fresh, the lovely What are the enchanting sounds I hear, morn, That with bewitching music charm my At such a sunrise Love was born ! ear? By the opening gates of day we're meet- The Birds : ing, To unknown rapture bringing greeting Sing, sing, o, children of the sky, For the wind is falling; Aeolus, watching from heaven: Love, love, love, Through the veiling mists of morning, We are calling, calling. In the glory of the dawning, Sing it in the quiet wood, I can see the maid I'm seeking, On the sun-kissed hills, Walking in the early sunlight, Sing, sing, sing, In the meadow, blossom bright, By the rippling rills. And tn her my love is fleeting. Sing it in the maiden's ear, Come, humble servants of my will, That a god is sighing, My eager wishes swift fulfill. Sighing, sighing, Woo the maid with language tender, That for her he's crying. Till she longs for my dominions, Sing to her of heaven's beauty, Till her spirit spreads its pinions, Of its music ringing; Then uplift her to my splendor. Love, love, love, Winds, birds and flowers, stars of heaven, Is the song that's ringing ! Woo her with my message tender, Melia : Till she longs for my dominions, When her spirit spreads its pinions. New is the song that the birds are cry- Then uplift her to my splendor. ing, It stirs emotion strange within my heart. THE WOOING. Is this love within my bosom sighing, V Its melody as sweet as any lark? The Wind: The Flowers : Softly through the branches, Rosy 'neath the feet of day, Swaying, swaying lightly, We welcome thee; With my fragant breath, Golden-hearted tulips gay, Gently I entreat thee; Lilies stately; Stooping, touch thine ear, Pansies with a thoughtful face Tinted like the rose, Of memory; Whisper of my message, Blushing roses full of grace, That with ardor glows. Modest daisy. I whisper, whisper low, Let us whisper as you pass, Aeolus loves, he loves thee; Treading lightly in the grass, He would place thee high, Of the flowers of Paradise, For eternity. Whose beauty never dies. Beauty fades not there, Hear us whisper of the love, And the murmuring wind, Waiting for thee from above; Would with its caresses, Which, like flowers in Paradise, Evermore be kind. Never withers, never dies. 7 VI Through the evening light, Rise, rise! Melia : Through the veil of shrouding mist, All day the air about me has been filled That the waiting meadows kissed, With tender greetings whispered low; Through the splendor of the sun, The winds, the birds, the flowers have Whose daily course is run, thrilled Rise, rise! With words that deep into my spirit Rise, o, child of earth, to me; grow; They tell of one that waits for me on I love and worship thee; high - Rise, rise! A god would lift me to his glorious I will set thy beauty frail, Where no storms nor shocks assail; state; Almost my heart to him would fly, By my side thy years shall pass, With new desire of love elate. Swift as shadows on the grass. Rise, rise! The stars set in the evening sky Woo my wavering heart; Rise forever from the earth, For their pure height I sigh, Leave its fleeting mirth; And would fain depart. Rise, rise! Lean down from thy heaven, Far above the lustrous sky, o, thou god of love; To a realm eternal fly; Lift me through the even, There with faithful love to reign, To thy throne above. O'er a glorious domain; Rise, rise VII Aeolus and Chorus : (Melia is transported to the skies, and Upward to the starry height, placed at the side of Aeolus.) 8 MEMBERS OF THE BAR HARBOR CHORAL SOCIETY TAKING PART IN THIS CONCERT. SOPRANOS. Miss Marjorie Alley Miss Sylvia Leland Mrs. Wallace C. Sampson Miss Christine Austin Miss Marjourie Lindall Miss Dorothy Sherman Miss Marie Blanchfield Miss Ma el Linscott Miss Mabel Silsby Miss Marguerite Blanchfield Miss Alice Mitchell Mrs. Mabel Smith Miss Pauline Blanchfield Miss Mary Moore Mrs. Hugh Spratt Mrs. Arthur Brook Miss Clara Moore Miss Margaret Sullivan Miss Eva Carroll Miss Hannah Moran Miss Thelma Sylvia Miss Olive Cleaves Miss Mildred Morrison Miss Helen Tracy Mrs. Harry Copp Miss Alice Ives Jones Miss Charlotte Walker Miss Louise Deasy Miss Emma Jones Miss Palmira Wallace Mrs. Guy Farrar Miss Catherine Osterhout Miss Edith Waterman Miss Ethel M. Gould Mrs. Maurice E. Peters Mrs. F. E. Walls Mrs. Harriet Graham Miss Ruth Pray Miss Frances Wood Mrs. Florence Grant Mrs. John W. Roberts Miss Margaret Wood Miss Teresa Hartwell Mrs. E. B. Rodick Miss Ruth Wood Mrs. W. L. Linscott ALTOS. Mrs. George F. Berry Mrs. Ralph Kingsley Mrs. C. H. Norris Mrs Harold Brewer Miss Blanche H. Leland Mrs. J. S. Phelps Miss Molly Googins Miss Jane Miller Miss Mary Silk Mrs. O. L. Hall Miss Rose Persis Morse Mrs. A. C. Stanley Mrs. Roy Harriman Miss Kathleen Morris Mrs. James Sweeny Miss Esther West Miss Frances Wood TENORS. G. Prescott Cleaves Crowell Lord Frederick Wescott Ralph Hodgkins D. M. West Bert Young BASSES. Charles Arata C. L. Doron Charles Milan George F. Berry Howard Emery David Rodick William Bunker Carl Farnsworth Gardiner Sherman B. E. Clark Jos. Leighton Albert Stevens Dennis Cousins W. L. Linscott Arthur Tabbutt F. E. Whitmore The Society is kindly assisted by Misses Mabel and Alice Hanson and Mr. B. E. Farrington, of Bangor, and Messrs. John Blood, Jr., O. W. Tapley, J. A. Cunning- ham, F. W. Rollins and J. O. Whitney, of Ellsworth. AMERICAN PRINT, ELLSWORTH.