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Inspiration: my God.
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Friday, September 22, 2006
Her Sacred Spirit Soars

Eric Whitacre
For double chorus a cappella
Text by Charles Anthony Silvestri

Her sacred spirit soars o'er gilded spires,
And breathes into creative fires a force;
In well-tuned chants and chords of countless choirs,
Lives ever her immortal shadowed source.
From age to age the roll of poets grows;
And yet, a lonely few are laurel-crowned,
In whose sweet words her inspiration shows,
Revealing insights deep and thoughts profound.
O shall Cecelia, or shall Goddess Muse
Reach then to me across eternal skies?
Is heavens quickning fire but a ruse,
Abiding rather here before mine eyes?
Nearer than I dream'd is She whose fame
All poets sing, whose glory all proclaim:
LONG LIVE FAIR ORIANA!

A brilliant work. Note the acrostic...

If you haven't heard this before, I suggest you head here and grab it, as sung by Polyphony.

Imagine NJChoir and NJAlumniChoir singing this combined for Cantab next year...!!


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