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The Bells

Champs d'étoiles

The compositional structures of the chamber oratorio The Bells (2005)

I.

Silver bells

II.

Golden bells

Hear the sledges with the bells–

Silver bells!

What a world of merriment their melody foretells!

 

 

 

How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,

In the icy air of night!

While the stars that oversprinkle

All the heavens seem to twinkle

 

With a crystalline delight;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,

 

 

To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells

 

 

 

 

From the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells–

 

 

 

 

 

 

From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.

Hear the mellow wedding bells,

Golden bells!

What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!

 

 

 

Through the balmy air of night

How they ring out their delight!

From the molten-golden notes,

And all in tune,

 

 

What a liquid ditty floats

To the turtledove that listens, while she gloats

On the moon!

Oh, from out the sounding cells

What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!

 

 

 

How it swells!

How it dwells

On the Future! how it tells

Of the rapture that impels

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To the swinging and the ringing

 

 

 

 

Of the bells, bells, bells,

Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells–

 

 

 

 

 

To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!

III.

Brazen bells

IV.

Iron bells

Hear the loud alarum bells–

Brazen Bells

What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!

 

 

 

In the startled ear of night

How they scream out their affright!

Too much horrified to speak,

They can only shriek, shriek,

Out of tune,

 

In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,

In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,

Leaping higher, higher, higher,

With a desperate desire,

And a resolute endeavour

Now–now to sit, or never,

By the side of the pale-faced moon.

Oh, the bells, bells, bells!

What a tale their terror tells

Of despair!

How they clang, and clash, and roar!

What a horror they outpour

On the bosom of the palpitating air!

Yet the ear it fully knows,

By the twanging,

And the clanging,

How the danger ebbs and flows;

Yet the ear distinctly tells,

In the jangling,

And the wrangling,

How the danger sinks and swells,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the sinking and the swelling in the anger of the bells–

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of the bells–

Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,

Bells, bells, bells–

 

In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!

Hear the tolling of the bells–

Iron bells!

What a world of solemn thought their melody compels!

 

 

 

In the silence of the night,

How we shiver with affright

At the melancholy menace of their tone!

For every sound that floats

From the rust within their throats

Is a groan.

 

And the people–ah, the people–

They that dwell up in the steeple,

All alone,

 

And who tolling, tolling, tolling,

In the muffled monotone,

Feel a glory in so rolling

On the human heart a stone–

They are neither man nor women–

They are neither brute nor human–

They are Ghouls:

And their king it is who tolls;

And he rolls, rolls, rolls,

Rolls

A pæan from the bells!

 

And his merry bosom swells

With the pæan of the bells!

And he dances, and he yells;

Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,

To the pæan of the bells–

Of the bells:

 

 

Keeping time, time, time,

In a sort of Runic rhyme,

 

To the throbbing of the bells–

Of the bells, bells, bells–

To the sobbing of the bells;

Keeping time, time, time,

As he knells, knells, knells,

In a happy Runic rhyme,

To the rolling of the bells–

 

 

Of the bells, bells, bells–

To the tolling of the bells,

Of the bells, bells, bells, bells–

Bells, bells, bells–

 

To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.

Table of contents

 

I. Introduction and background

 

II. About the poem

 

III. Two versions: a critical comparison of a rework # 1

 

IV. Setting music

 

V. Two versions: a critical comparison of a rework # 2

 

VI. Compositional strategies.

 

VII. The compositional structure

 

VII. Downloads and recordings