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To Cassandra

Classical/Work with Narrator • 2015 • Alternative Title: Mignonne allons voir for spoken voice and bassoon
 
 
   
 

For spoken voice and bassoon (french text)

Title by uploader: A Cassandre for spoken voice and bassoon


7.00 USD

PDF, 161.5 Kb ID: SM-000232297 Upload date: 24 Sep 2015
Instrumentation
Bassoon, Narrator
Scored for
Duo
Type of score
Score for two performers
Publisher
David W Solomons
Language
French
Difficulty
Medium
Duration
2'30
Setting of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"
for speaking voice and bassoon
In the sound sample the poem is spoken in modern French by my father S N Solomons
who also created an English version as shown below

The bassoon part is based on the song "To Cassandra" for alto and guitar, using my father's

translation, which is also available on this site

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautez laissé cheoir !
Ô vrayment marastre Nature,
Puis qu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !

Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que vostre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez vostre jeunesse :
Comme à ceste fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir vostre beauté.


[English translation by SN Solomons]

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.]
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For spoken voice and bassoon (english text)

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for spoken voice and bassoon


7.00 USD

PDF, 161.9 Kb ID: SM-000232330 Upload date: 25 Sep 2015
Instrumentation
Bassoon, Narrator
Scored for
Duo
Type of score
Score for two performers
Lyricist
Pierre de Ronsard
Translator
Stanley Solomons
Publisher
David W Solomons
Language
English
Difficulty
Medium
Duration
2'30
Setting of my father's translation of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"
for speaking voice and bassoon
In the sound sample the poem is spoken by my father S N Solomons


The bassoon part is based on the song "To Cassandra" for alto and guitar, which is also

available on this site



[English translation by SN Solomons]

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.

[Ronsard's original poem]

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautez laissé cheoir !
Ô vrayment marastre Nature,
Puis qu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !

Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que vostre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez vostre jeunesse :
Comme à ceste fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir vostre beauté.
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For flute and spoken voice (french version)

Title by uploader: A Cassandre for flute and spoken voice (French version)


7.00 USD

PDF, 162.4 Kb ID: SM-000283736 Upload date: 25 Mar 2017
Instrumentation
Flute, Narrator
Scored for
Duo
Type of score
Score for two performers
Lyricist
Pierre de Ronsard
Publisher
David W Solomons
Language
French
Difficulty
Easy
Duration
2'30
Year of composition
2017
Setting of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"
for speaking voice and flute
In the sound sample the poem is spoken in modern French by my father S N Solomons
who also created an English version as shown below

The flute part is based on the song "To Cassandra" for alto and guitar, using my father's
translation, which is also available on this site

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautez laissé cheoir !
Ô vrayment marastre Nature,
Puis qu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !

Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que vostre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez vostre jeunesse :
Comme à ceste fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir vostre beauté.


[English translation by SN Solomons]

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.]
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For flute and spoken voice (english version)

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for flute and spoken voice (English version)


7.00 USD

PDF, 163.0 Kb ID: SM-000283737 Upload date: 25 Mar 2017
Instrumentation
Flute, Narrator
Scored for
Duo
Type of score
Score for two performers
Lyricist
Pierre de Ronsard
Translator
Stanley Solomons
Publisher
David W Solomons
Language
English
Difficulty
Easy
Duration
2'30
Year of composition
2017
Setting of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"
for speaking voice and flute
In the sound sample the poem is spoken by my father S N Solomons


The flute part is based on the song "To Cassandra" for alto and guitar, using my father's
translation, which is also available on this site

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautez laissé cheoir !
Ô vrayment marastre Nature,
Puis qu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !

Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que vostre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez vostre jeunesse :
Comme à ceste fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir vostre beauté.


[English translation by SN Solomons]

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.]
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For 8 cellos

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for 8 cellos


10.00 USD

PDF, 545.6 Kb ID: SM-000371847 Upload date: 19 Sep 2019
Instrumentation
Cello
Scored for
Octet
Type of score
Full score, Parts
Publisher
David W Solomons
Difficulty
Medium
Year of composition
2019
Genre
Classical/Instrumental
This is an extension of my vocal setting of my father's translation of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.
(c) S N Solomons

The pdf file contains score and parts
The sound sample is performed by The Budapest Scoring Cellos

Video of the performance:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1I1azP4gDoQ
  • Comments

For flute octet or flute choir

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for flute octet or flute choir


10.00 USD

PDF, 504.5 Kb ID: SM-000372688 Upload date: 06 Oct 2019
Instrumentation
Flute, Flute piccolo, Alto Flute, Bass Flute
Scored for
Octet, Wind ensemble
Type of score
Full score, Parts
Publisher
David W Solomons
Difficulty
Medium
Year of composition
2019
Genre
Classical/Instrumental
This is an instrumental extension of my vocal setting of my father's translation of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.
(c) S N Solomons

The pdf file contains score and parts
The sound sample is an electronic preview
  • Comments

For clarinet octet or clarinet choir

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for clarinet octet or clarinet choir


10.00 USD

PDF, 523.1 Kb ID: SM-000373116 Upload date: 09 Oct 2019
Instrumentation
Clarinet, Bass Clarinet, Alto Clarinet
Scored for
Octet, Wind ensemble
Type of score
Full score, Parts
Publisher
David W Solomons
Difficulty
Medium
Year of composition
2019
Genre
Classical/Instrumental
This is an instrumental extension of my vocal setting of my father's translation of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.
(c) S N Solomons

The pdf file contains score and parts
The sound sample is an electronic preview
  • Comments

For wind octet

Title by uploader: To Cassandra for wind octet


10.00 USD

PDF, 506.4 Kb ID: SM-000373150 Upload date: 11 Oct 2019
Instrumentation
Flute, Clarinet, Bassoon, Oboe
Scored for
Octet
Type of score
Full score, Parts
Publisher
David W Solomons
Difficulty
Medium
Year of composition
2019
Genre
Classical/Instrumental
This is an instrumental extension of my vocal setting of my father's translation of Ronsard's poem "A Cassandre"

Darling, come see the rose so red,
Which this morn timidly had spread
Her mantle to the eye of day.
Come see if she has lost this e'en
Her crimson pleated robe's soft sheen,
That same blush which on your cheek plays.

See how in but a paltry hour
She has let fall her ailing flower.
Her beauty lies there in the dust!
Alas! How cruel is Mother Nature,
Since such a blossom can endure
Only from trembling dawn to dusk.

Darling you must indeed believe,
Whilst innocence within you cleaves
The bud and blooms in purity,
Garner the gifts of tender youth,
For, like this flower, age in sooth
Will sadly spoil and tarnish beauty.
(c) S N Solomons

The pdf file contains score and parts
The sound sample is an electronic preview
  • Comments
 
 
   
 
 
   
 
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