A Song-cycle by Liza Lehmann
Words selected from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Megan Thomas (Soprano)
Esther Coleman (Contralto)
Herbert Thorpe (Tenor)
Foster Richardson (Bass)
Quartet. Wake ! for the sun who scatter'd into flight
Tenor Solo, Before the phantom of false morning died
Bass Recitative, Now the new year reviving old desires
Tenor Solo, Iram indeed is gone with all his rose Quartet, Come, fill the cup, and in the fire of Spring
Bass Solo, Whether at Maishapur or Babylon
Contralto Recitative, Ah, not a drop that from our cups we throw
Contralto Solo, I sometimes think that never blows so red
Soprano and Tenor Duet, A book of verses underneath the bough
Bass Solo, Myself when young did eagerly frequent
Bass Recitative, Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend
Contralto Solo, When you and I behind the veil are past
Soprano Recitative, But if the soul can fling the dust aside
Soprano Solo, I sent my soul through the invisible Tenor Solo, Alas! that Spring should vanish with the rose !
Contralto Solo, The worldly hope men set their hearts upon
Soprano Solo, Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say
Quartet, They say the lion and the lizard keep
Tenor Recitative, Ah, fill the cup ! what boots it to repeat
Tenor Solo, Ah, moon of my delight, that knows no wane
Bass Solo, As then the tulip for her morning sup
Quartet, Alas ! that Spring should vanish with the rose