{"id":12323,"date":"2014-05-30T06:09:19","date_gmt":"2014-05-30T06:09:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/?p=12323"},"modified":"2015-05-12T20:04:41","modified_gmt":"2015-05-12T20:04:41","slug":"the-pilgrims-progress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/?p=12323","title":{"rendered":"Ralph Vaughan Williams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>[1872-1958]<\/strong><\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4 \u00a0<em><strong>The Pilgrim&#8217;s Progress<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">An opera by\u00a0<a title=\"Ralph Vaughan Williams\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Ralph_Vaughan_Williams\" target=\"_blank\">Ralph Vaughan Williams<\/a>, based on\u00a0<a title=\"John Bunyan\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/John_Bunyan\">John Bunyan<\/a>&#8216;s allegory\u00a0<em><a title=\"The Pilgrim's Progress\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/The_Pilgrim%27s_Progress\">The Pilgrim&#8217;s Progress<\/a><\/em>. The composer himself described the work as a &#8216;Morality&#8217; rather than an opera. Nonetheless, he intended the work to be performed on stage, rather than in a church or cathedral. Vaughan Williams himself prepared the libretto, with interpolations from the Bible and also text from his wife, Ursula. His changes to the story included altering the name of the central character from &#8216;Christian&#8217; to &#8216;Pilgrim&#8217;, so as to universalize the spiritual message \u00a0[&#8230;] \u00a0The opera contains 41 individual singing roles.<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a4\u00a0 Synopsis \u00a0\u2193<\/h5>\n<p>\u2022 \u00a0Prologue \u00a0 &#8211; \u00a0\u00a0<strong><em>Bunyan in Prison<a href=\"http:\/\/www.rvwsociety.com\/soundsmps\/operasounds.html\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-38074\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/pp.jpg\" alt=\"pp\" width=\"233\" height=\"312\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/pp.jpg 233w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/pp-224x300.jpg 224w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/pp-112x150.jpg 112w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 233px) 100vw, 233px\" \/><\/a><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The opera opens to the chords of the psalm tune &#8216;York&#8217;. John Bunyan is in Bedford Gaol, completing his book\u00a0<em>The Pilgrim&#8217;s Progress<\/em>. He stands, faces the audience, and begins to read from the opening of the book. As he does so, a vision of Pilgrim appears, carrying his burden. A\u00a0<a title=\"Curtain\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Curtain\">curtain<\/a>\u00a0falls to conceal Bunyan, and Pilgrim is alone on stage, reading and in a state of lamentation.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u2022 \u00a0Act 1<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 1: \u00a0The Pilgrim meets Evangelist<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Evangelist directs Pilgrim towards the Wicket Gate. Four neighbors, Pliable, Obstinate, Mistrust and Timorous, appear to warn Pilgrim away from his journey. But Pilgrim dismisses them and continues.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 2: \u00a0The House Beautiful<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Outside of the House Beautiful, Pilgrim \u00abstumbles up to the Cross\u00bb and kneels before it. From off-stage, the voices of Three Shining Ones are heard. They then greet Pilgrim and relieve him of his burden. After Pilgrim knocks on the door of the House Beautiful, the Interpreter bids him welcome, as a chorus greets him. The Interpreter marks Pilgrim&#8217;s forehead in blessing, and after receiving a white robe, Pilgrim enters the House.<\/p>\n<dl>\n<dt><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=OJ7XvCYpY2I\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>Nocturne (Intermezzo)<\/strong><\/a><\/dt>\n<\/dl>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Watchful, the house porter, prays for the safety of the house&#8217;s denizens and for them to enjoy the blessings of sleep.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u2022\u00a0Act 2<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=uYkI4uMmICQ\" target=\"_blank\"><strong><em>Scene 1: \u00a0The Arming of the Pilgrim<\/em><\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The Herald asks who will go forth on the King&#8217;s highway. Pilgrim volunteers, and a scribe notes his name in a book. Pilgrim then receives \u00abarmour of proof\u00bb, and begins his journey.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 2: \u00a0The Pilgrim meets Apollyon<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In the Valley of Humiliation, a chorus of Doleful Creatures, howling, surrounds Pilgrim as he enters. Apollyon enters and challenges Pilgrim in single combat, but Pilgrim prevails. The fight has exhausted Pilgrim, but two Heavenly Beings, Branch Bearer and Cup Bearer, restore Pilgrim with leaves from the Tree of Life and water from the Water of Life. Evangelist then returns and gives Pilgrim the Staff of Salvation, the Roll of the Word and the Key of Promise. He also warns Pilgrim to take care at town of Vanity.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u2022\u00a0Act 3<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 1: \u00a0Vanity Fair<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">At the fair in the town of Vanity, \u00aball the pleasures of man\u00bb are for sale. Pilgrim enters, and averts his eyes from Vanity Fair as the crowd surrounds him and offers their wares, from Lord Lechery to Madam Bubble and Madam Wanton. The crowd asks what Pilgrim will buy, and he replies: \u00abI buy the truth!\u00bb The crowd mocks Pilgrim, who denounces them as followers of Beelzebub. Lord Hate-good then appears, before whom the crowd brings Pilgrim. Witnesses, including Superstition, Envy, Pickthank and Malice, as well as Madam Bubble and Madam Wanton denounce Pilgrim. Lord Hate-good asks for the crowd&#8217;s verdict, and they demand death. Lord Hate-good orders Pilgrim to be imprisoned.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 2: \u00a0The Pilgrim in Prison<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Pilgrim laments that God has forsaken him. In his despair, clutches at his chest. He feels the Key of Promise, and after he has put it in the lock, he is instantly freed from prison and his bonds are gone. He resumes his journey.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u2022 \u00a0Act 4<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 1: The Pilgrim meets Mister By-Ends<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The Woodcutter&#8217;s Boy is chopping firewood at the edge of a forest when Pilgrim enters, asking how far there is to go to the Celestial City. The Boy replies \u00abnot far\u00bb, and points out that one can see the Delectable Mountains on a clear day, The Boy then notices Mister and Madam By-Ends as they approach. Mister By-Ends points out that he has become a \u00abgentleman of quality\u00bb. He offers to keep the Pilgrim company on his journey, but Pilgrim replies that those who would travel with him must be willing to stand \u00abagainst the wind and tide\u00bb. Mister and Madam By-Ends refuse, preferring creature comforts and his \u00abold principles\u00bb to poverty. They leave, and Pilgrim resumes his journey.<\/p>\n<dl>\n<dt><strong>Entr`acte<\/strong><\/dt>\n<\/dl>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 2: \u00a0The Shepherds of the Delectable Mountains<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">At the Delectable Mountains, three Shepherds are at evening prayer. Pilgrim approaches them and asks if he is on the path to the Celestial City. They reply yes, and after asking why he wishes to journey there, invite Pilgrim to rest with them momentarily. The voice of a bird sings praises to God. A Celestial Messenger appears and tells Pilgrim that \u00abthe Master\u00bb summons him that day. The Messenger ceremonially pierces Pilgrim&#8217;s heart with an arrow \u00abwith the point sharpened with love\u00bb. The Shepherds anoint Pilgrim. The Messenger directs Pilgrim on the path to the Celestial City, to which he must first cross the River of Death. The Shepherds pray for Pilgrim.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Scene 3: \u00a0The Pilgrim reaches the End of his Journey<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In darkness, a trumpet sounds in the distance. The scene brightens, and voices from Heaven welcome Pilgrim to the Celestial City, at the completion of his journey.<\/p>\n<dl>\n<dt><strong>Epilogue<\/strong><\/dt>\n<\/dl>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Back in Bedford Gaol, again with the &#8216;York&#8217; psalm tune present, Bunyan addresses the audience, holding out his book as an offering.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4 \u00a0\u00a0Excerpts<\/h6>\n<p><strong>\u2022 \u00a0Nocturne<\/strong>\u00a0 \u2193 \u00a0(Intermezzo)<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/067mnrZ3voY\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>The stage is dark (having\u00a0gradually darkened at the end of Act I).<br \/>\n<strong>Watchful<\/strong> \u00a0(off stage)<br \/>\nInto Thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit. \u00a0(coming on stage)<br \/>\nInto Thy hands, O Lord. \u00a0\u00a0(He turns to the house and blesses it.)<br \/>\nExcept the Lord keep the house, the watchman waketh but in vain.<br \/>\nThe Lord hath poured out upon you the spirit of deep peace.<br \/>\nThe whole earth is at rest, and is quiet.\u00a0Into Thy hands, O Lord,<br \/>\nI commend my spirit, into Thy\u00a0hands, O Lord.<br \/>\n(Watchful comes slowly down stage. When he gets right to\u00a0the front a curtain falls behind him.)<br \/>\nI will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh<br \/>\nmy help. My help cometh even from the Lord, who hath<br \/>\nmade heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to<br \/>\nbe moved; he that keepeth thee will not sleep.<br \/>\nBehold He that keepeth thee shall neither slumber nor sleep.<br \/>\nThe Lord himself is thy keeper, He shall preserve thee from<br \/>\nall evil: it is even he that shall keep thy soul, from this<br \/>\ntime forth for ever more.<br \/>\n(Watchful goes slowly off stage.)<br \/>\nInto thy hands I commend my spirit, into thy hands,\u00a0O Lord.<br \/>\n(The stage lights up gradually behind the curtain.)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u00a4 \u00a0. \u00a0. \u00a0. \u00a0Act III<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Si7bXT5jMPI\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><strong>Pilgrim<\/strong><br \/>\nI buy the truth!<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nThe truth! Ha, ha, ha, ha! He buys the truth!<br \/>\n<strong>Pontius Pilate<\/strong><br \/>\nWhat is truth?<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nHa, ha, ha, ha! what is truth?<br \/>\n<strong>Pilgrim<\/strong><br \/>\nI buy the truth! As for your Prince Beelzebub, the father of<br \/>\nlies, I defy him and all his angels!<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nBeelzebub, Beelzebub, the father of lies! He buys the truth, he turns his eyes from vanity,<\/p>\n<p>he raileth at the great ones of our town, he raileth at our noble Prince Beelzebub, the father of lies.<br \/>\n<strong>Pilgrim<\/strong><br \/>\nAway from me, ye workers of iniquity!<\/p>\n<p>Ye whore mongers, murderers and idolaters and all that maketh and telleth a lie.<br \/>\n<strong>Usher<\/strong><br \/>\nWay there for Lord Hate-Good! Way for Lord Hate-Good!<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nWhat means this hubbub? Who is this man? What does he here? Bring him before me!<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nSeize him! Smite him! Away with him! Kill him! Burn him! Away with such a fellow from the earth.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nSilence there &#8212;<br \/>\n<strong>Usher<\/strong><br \/>\nSilence there!<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\n&#8212; What is the accusation against him?<br \/>\n<strong>Usher<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord, the accusation is that he is an enemy to and a disturber of our trade<\/p>\n<p>and has made commotions and divisions in our town in contempt of our Prince Beelzebub.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nCall the witnesses that they may give evidence against this man.<br \/>\n<strong>Usher<\/strong><br \/>\nAll they that have aught to say against this man for our Prince Beelzebub,<\/p>\n<p>let them forthwith appear and give their evidence.<br \/>\n<strong>Envy<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord, this man regardeth Prince nor people, law nor custom.<br \/>\nHe doth at once not only condemn our laudable doings but us in the doing of them.<br \/>\n<strong>Superstition<\/strong><br \/>\nBut us in the doing of them.<br \/>\n<strong>Envy<\/strong><br \/>\nBut us in the doing of them.<br \/>\n<strong>Superstition<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord, he is a pestilent fellow, &#8212;<br \/>\n<strong>Envy<\/strong><br \/>\nA pestilent fellow!<br \/>\n<strong>Superstition<\/strong><br \/>\nI heard him say our religion was naught.<br \/>\n<strong>Envy<\/strong><br \/>\nNaught.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Superstition <\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Whence it follows &#8211;Follows<br \/>\nSuperstition &#8212; that we do worship in vain,<br \/>\nWorship in vain &#8212; Superstition &#8212; are yet in our sins.<br \/>\nYet in our sins &#8212; Superstition &#8212; and finally shall be damned!<br \/>\n<strong>Pickthank<\/strong><br \/>\nDamned!<br \/>\n<strong>Malice<\/strong><br \/>\nDamned!<br \/>\n<strong>Malice, Pickthank, Superstition, Envy<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My Lord, he hath spoken things that ought not be spoke.<\/p>\n<p>He hath railed against the worthy gentry of this town.<\/p>\n<p>Besides, he hath not been afraid to rail on you, my Lord,<\/p>\n<p>who art now appointed to be his judge.<\/p>\n<p>And this is that which I have to say.<br \/>\n<strong>Madam Bubble, Madam Wanton<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord, he must not escape us.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nCome forward, sweet ladies.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Lechery<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord, I would say much against him.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nSpeak on, my Lord Lechery.<br \/>\n<strong>Madam Wanton, Madam Bubble, Lord Lechery<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord!<br \/>\n<strong>Madam Wanton, Madam Bubble<\/strong><br \/>\nHe would be always condemning our ways.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nHe would not consent to you?<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Lechery<\/strong><br \/>\nHe made light of our merchandise. My heart riseth against him.<\/p>\n<p>O! my Lord, he hath called us idolaters.<\/p>\n<p>O! my Lord he hath called us whoremongers and liars! liars! liars! liars! liars!<br \/>\n<strong>Envy<\/strong><br \/>\nI see clearly, this man is a heretic, Seize him! He shall be condemned.<\/p>\n<p>Hang him! Hang him! He hath broken the law.<br \/>\n<strong>Madam Wanton, Madam Bubble<\/strong><br \/>\nMy Lord! he hath rebuked us not once or twice,<\/p>\n<p>O! my Lord! O! my Lord, he hath called us idolaters.<\/p>\n<p>O! my Lord, he hath called us whoremongers and liars! liars! liars! liars! liars!<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nA pretty fellow truly! I hate the very looks of him. I will not endure him.<\/p>\n<p>He is a villain; an enemy; here is crime apparent. He is worthy to die.<br \/>\n<strong>Superstition<\/strong><br \/>\nAway with such a fellow from the earth! Seize him! He shall be condemned.<\/p>\n<p>Hang him! Hang him! He hath broken the law.<br \/>\n<strong>Pickthank<\/strong><br \/>\nHe disputeth against our religion. Seize him! He shall be condemned.<\/p>\n<p>Hanging is too good for him. He hath broken the law.<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nCome let us bind him, scourge him. Come let us stone him, hang him, burn him.<br \/>\n<strong>Malice<\/strong><br \/>\nHe is a rogue, a sorry scrub. Seize him! He shall be condemned.<\/p>\n<p>Hanging is too good for him. He hath broken the law.<br \/>\n<strong>All<\/strong><br \/>\nLet us despatch him out of the way!<br \/>\nMy Lord! He regardeth not Prince nor people, law nor custom. My Lord! He is a pestilent fellow.<\/p>\n<p>I heard him say that our religion was naught. My Lord, he defies our noble gentry,<\/p>\n<p>Lord Old Man, Lord Carnal Delight, Lord Luxurious, and above all our noble Prince Beelzebub! Lord Hate-Good<br \/>\nSilence again.<br \/>\n<strong>Usher<\/strong><br \/>\nSilence again for the great judge my Lord Hate-Good.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nHonourable citizens of our worthy town of Vanity, what is\u00a0your verdict?<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nHe is guilty of death.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nThou runagate, traitor and heretic, thou deservest to live no longer, thy treason is confessed.<\/p>\n<p>Thou hast reviled our noble Prince Beelzebub.<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nThe father of lies.<br \/>\n<strong>Lord Hate-Good<\/strong><br \/>\nBind him and throw him into prison. Tomorrow he shall die the death!<br \/>\n<strong>Chorus<\/strong><br \/>\nAh! Hold him! The traitor, take him! Away with him! Bind him and make him fast in prison, for he shall die the death.<\/p>\n<p>Away with him! Shall he revile our noble prince! Stone him! Our noble Prince Beelzebub! Burn him!<\/p>\n<p>Away with him! He is guilty of death. He shall perish in torment, he shall be slain immediately upon the place.<\/p>\n<p>Away, away with him! He is guilty! guilty! Away with him! Guilty, guilty of death!<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u2022 \u00a0Scene 2 \u00a0\u2193<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6UCB1ty4co8\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>The Pilgrim in Prison<br \/>\nThe curtains part and show the interior of a prison, with\u00a0large gates. Outside the gates it is dark.<br \/>\nPilgrim (coming slowly to himself)<br \/>\nMy God, my God look upon me, why hast Thou forsaken me?<br \/>\nWhy art Thou so far from my health, and from the\u00a0words of my complaint?<\/p>\n<p>O my God, I cry unto Thee in the day-time, but Thou\u00a0hearest not.<br \/>\nAnd in the night season I take no rest.<br \/>\nAll they that see me laugh me to scorn, they shoot out\u00a0their lips,<br \/>\nsaying: &#8216;He trusted in God that he would\u00a0deliver him,<br \/>\nlet him deliver him if he delight in him.&#8217;<br \/>\nO be Thou not far from me, for trouble is hard at hand,<br \/>\nand there is no-one to help me. They gape upon me<br \/>\nwith their mouths, as it were a ramping and a roaring\u00a0lion.<br \/>\nIs Thy mercy clean gone for ever?<br \/>\nDoth Thy\u00a0promise fail forever more?<br \/>\nHath God forgotten to be\u00a0gracious, that He in anger shut up His tender mercies?<br \/>\n(He clutches at his breast.)<br \/>\nO fool that I am! In my bosom lies the key of Promise.<br \/>\nWherefore should I lie in bondage,<br \/>\nwhen I might walk at\u00a0liberty on the King&#8217;s highway?<br \/>\n(He takes the key out of his bosom.)<br \/>\nThe Key! The way of freedom!<br \/>\n(He stands up, his bonds fall off him.)<br \/>\nOpen to me the gates of righteousness, I will go into them.<br \/>\n(He puts the key in the lock. The gates fly open. The moon\u00a0shines out brightly. The distant landscape remains vague.)<br \/>\nShow me Thy way, O Lord, teach me Thy paths.<br \/>\n(The stars begin to appear)<br \/>\nI will lift up mine eyes to Heaven and the stars and all the\u00a0host of Heaven.<br \/>\nBehold the stars how high they are. Is not God in the<br \/>\nheight of Heaven? If I ascend up into Heaven Thou art<br \/>\nthere. If I make my bed in Hell, behold, Thou art there also.<br \/>\nIf I take the wings of the morning and fly to the uttermost<br \/>\nparts of the sea; even there Thy hand shall guide me,<br \/>\nand Thy right hand shall hold me. If I say: &#8216;Surely the<br \/>\ndarkness shall cover me&#8217;, even the night shall be light<br \/>\nabout me. The darkness is no darkness with Thee: but<br \/>\nthe night shineth as the day. The darkness and the light<br \/>\nto Thee are both alike. But Thy word is a lantern unto<br \/>\nmy feet and a light unto my path.<br \/>\n(The moon shines brighter. The Pilgrim&#8217;s way is seen clearly,\u00a0stretching into the distance.)<br \/>\nLead me, Lord, make my ways straight before my face. And<br \/>\nlet all men that put their trust in Thee rejoice.<br \/>\nThey shall be ever giving thanks to Thee.<br \/>\nThey shall be\u00a0joyful in Thee!<br \/>\n(Pilgrim goes slowly through the gates, and is seen for a\u00a0long time walking up the Pilgrim&#8217;s Way.)<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4 \u00a0 . . . \u00a0<em id=\"__mceDel\"><strong>Act IV<\/strong><\/em><\/h5>\n<p><strong>\u2022 \u00a0Scene 3 \u00a0\u2193<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/7yjOaug8y8U\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>The Pilgrim reaches the End of his Journey<br \/>\nIt is quite dark. We hear a very distant trumpet sound, and\u00a0a Chorus gradually getting nearer.<\/p>\n<p>Voices from Heaven (Chorus, distant)<br \/>\nAlleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(Tenor solo, back stage)<br \/>\nBlessed are they that dwell in Thy house, they will always\u00a0be praising Thee.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">(Chorus, back stage) Alleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(with Chorus, front stage) Alleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(Alto solo, back stage)<br \/>\nBehold thy Salvation cometh and his reward is with him.<br \/>\n(Chorus, back stage) Alleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(with chorus, front stage) Alleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(The Trumpet sounds again, nearer.)<br \/>\n(Here the back of the stage lights up quickly. Full light at\u00a0the end of the trumpet call. The Pilgrim&#8217;s Way is seen<br \/>\nleading up to the golden Gates, above which stand stands\u00a0the Trumpeter. All around are heavenly beings grouped in<br \/>\ncircles like a mediaeval Italian picture. Though brilliantly lit,\u00a0the whole is behind gauze so that the whole effect is<br \/>\nvague, the front stage with its singers remaining in\u00a0darkness.)<br \/>\n(Solo, soprano, back stage)<br \/>\nBlessing and glory, honour and power be unto him that\u00a0sitteth upon the throne, for ever and ever.<\/p>\n<p>(Chorus, front stage) Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord.<br \/>\n(Chorus, back stage) Alleluia, Alleluia.<br \/>\n(Here, behind the gauze, the Pilgrim is seen coming up the\u00a0way to the gate. Heavenly Beings come to greet him. They\u00a0stand up and raise their arms.)<br \/>\n(Both Choruses, raising their hands) Alleluia, Alleluia,\u00a0Alleluia.<br \/>\n(The singing fades away as the stage darkens. A curtain\u00a0falls, hiding all but the very front of the stage.)<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u2022 \u00a0Epilogue<\/strong><br \/>\nJohn Bunyan enters in front of the curtain and walks slowly\u00a0to the centre of the stage.<br \/>\n<strong>Bunyan:<\/strong><br \/>\nNow hearer, \u00a0I have told my dream to thee.<br \/>\nSee if thou can&#8217;st interpret it to me.<br \/>\nPut by the curtains, look within my veil,<br \/>\nTurn up my metaphors and do not fail.<br \/>\nThere if thou seekest them, such things to find<br \/>\nAs will be helpful to an honest mind.<br \/>\n(He takes a book out of his wallet)<br \/>\nThis book will make a traveller of thee,<br \/>\nIf by its counsel thou wilt ruled be.<br \/>\nIt will direct thee to the Holy Land.<br \/>\nIf thou wilt its directions understand.<br \/>\nO, then come hither,<br \/>\nAnd lay my book, thy head and heart together.<br \/>\n(He holds out the book with both hands, as if offering it to\u00a0the audience, and remains quite still till the final curtain falls.)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6 \u00a0\u00b6<\/strong><\/p>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=qHlgsXHrZSE\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-12522\" style=\"font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;\" title=\"H_Drover\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/H_Drover.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"260\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/H_Drover.jpg 260w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/H_Drover-150x115.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 260px) 100vw, 260px\" \/><\/a><\/h4>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4 \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.hyperion-records.co.uk\/al.asp?al=CDD22049\" target=\"_blank\">Hugh the Drover\/ Love In The Stocks<\/a><\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">\u25ca \u00a0James Johnston <strong>\u00abSongs of the Road\u00bb\u2192<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Philharmonia Orchestra_James Robertson, conductor_London _1950<\/p>\n<p>HUGH:<\/p>\n<address>Horse hoofs, horse hoofs, thunder down the valleys:<\/address>\n<address>Foaming manes and tossing tails, strength and speed and fire.<\/address>\n<address>Thudding, thudding, scampering, checks and sudden sallies.<\/address>\n<address>Hear them up the mountain, higher still and higher,<\/address>\n<address>Till we meet the wind, race the wind and down the hollows.<\/address>\n<address>Drive the wind before us, leave it streaming out behind us:<\/address>\n<address>Up, up again, the panting wind that follows.<\/address>\n<address>Not the wind of heaven itself may dare to catch and bind us.<\/address>\n<address>Horse hoofs, horse hoofs, coming, passing by &#8211;<\/address>\n<address>Do they call you in the noonday when the blood runs high?<\/address>\n<address>\u00a0<\/address>\n<address>Camp fires, camp fires &#8211; now the west is glowing.<\/address>\n<address>Send their ruddy smoke up to greet the bright&#8217;ning moon.<\/address>\n<address>Not a roof to shield your head from free winds blowing,<\/address>\n<address>Not a wall to deaden the water&#8217;s lulling tune.<\/address>\n<address>Cooking round the camp fires, busy sounds and cheery,<\/address>\n<address>Meat and drink for belly, and the clinging turf for side.<\/address>\n<address>Oh! to stretch your length when your back and bones are weary!<\/address>\n<address>Dewey sleep on closing eyes from heav&#8217;ns open wide.<\/address>\n<address>Camp fires, camp fires, ruddy in the gloom &#8211;<\/address>\n<address>Do they call you in the twilight from your sheltered room?<\/address>\n<p>MARY:<\/p>\n<address>Oh! they call me in the twilight from my sheltered room.<\/address>\n<p>HUGH:<\/p>\n<address>Heart beats, heart beats &#8211; all the world is sleeping,<\/address>\n<address>I alone awake, I alone to care.<\/address>\n<address>Ah! to wake alone while the merry stars are peeping,<\/address>\n<address>Ah! to stretch out empty arms and fold a wandering air!<\/address>\n<address>All the scented night breathes of beauty and of loving;<\/address>\n<address>Heart beats answer with a broken cry.<\/address>\n<address>Calling for a bride with courage to go roving,<\/address>\n<address>To dare the world for love beneath the open sky.<\/address>\n<address>Heart beats, heart beats, throbbing for the bride;<\/address>\n<address>Do they call you in the midnight to a strong man&#8217;s side?<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<h4 id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4\u00a0 \u00abFolksongs of the Four Seasons\u00bb Part I \u00abSPRING\u00bb<\/h4>\n<p>The \u00abFolk Songs of the Four Seasons\u00bb also called \u00abCantata for Women&#8217;s Voices\u00bb is a substantial work by Vaughan Williams, over 40 minutes long, for women&#8217;s chorus and orchestra, in which two vital elements in Vaughan Williams&#8217; musical character were combined: his support for amateur music making and his love for English folksongs and &#8211;carols.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/yz-cdCcWphw\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>1. To the Plough Boy<\/strong> (All voices with semi-chorus) Collected by Vaughan Williams in 1904, this is a lively opening song as the chorus exclaim that we should &#8216;sing and be merry withal&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p><strong>2. Early in the Spring<\/strong> (For three voices, unaccompanied). A sweetly lyrical love-song, delicately orchestrated.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>3. The Lark in the morning<\/strong> (For two voices). A gracious folk-ballad confirming that there is \u00abno life like the plough-boys in the month of May\u00bb. The orchestration is reminiscent of the Flower-Girls passages in The Poisoned Kiss.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>4. May Song<\/strong> (For full chorus with semi-chorus). A lovely folk-song, from Lucy Broadwood&#8217;s collection English County Songs, also used to memorable effect by Vaughan Williams in his ballad opera Hugh the Drover.<\/p>\n<\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right;\">[1872-1958]<\/p>\n<p> \u00a4 The Pilgrim&#8217;s Progress <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">An opera by Ralph Vaughan Williams, based on John Bunyan&#8216;s allegory The Pilgrim&#8217;s Progress. The composer himself described the work as a &#8216;Morality&#8217; rather than an opera. Nonetheless, he intended the work to be performed on stage, rather than in a church or cathedral. 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