Come Away, Death

Did you know that there is a unique Dewey decimal number just for books written by or about William Shakespeare? A few days ago I went to the library to check out a copy of Twelfth Night, hoping to have the time to read it in the next month before seeing a production in May, but I was blown away by the sheer number of books that have been written about a single man’s works!

Anyway, thinking about Twelfth Night reminded me of poem in the play, “Come away, come away, death,” sung by a clown as entertainment for a duke. In the play, it serves merely as amusement, and it certainly is an over-dramatic lament, but it has been extracted and set to music numerous times by various composers. One setting, by Gerald Finzi, a 20th century British composer, has become one of my favorites. I first discovered it on the album The Vagabond, which also happens to include one of my favorite song cycles by Ralph Vaughan Williams, sung by Bryn Terfel (so many things to love!). This set of songs, with texts by Robert Louis Stevenson, demonstrates Vaughan Williams’ ability to write perfect but playable piano accompaniments. Each one is just suited to the text and supports the singer while retaining its own independent musical value.

I highly recommend the entire CD, but for now, check out “Come away, come away, death” and “Youth and love“.


A Curve of Gold

Great. Another blog written by a thinks-she-knows-everything college student posting inane and uninteresting details about her personal life. I know that the last thing the Internet needs is another blog, especially one written by someone who is not sharing expert opinions. To be honest, this blog is more for myself than for anyone who might read it – it gives me a place to air some of my thoughts, share ideas and music that I’ve recently discovered and give me practice in writing about these things. I’m going to try to keep things fairly cohesive though – I would enjoy having readers, and I don’t want to waste your time!

The title of the blog, “A Curve of Gold,” comes from one of my favorite poems and pieces of music, “Barter,” by Sara Teasdale. It came to mind again recently when the Georgia Boy Choir visited my college. The current artistic director, David White, commissioned a setting of the poem by René Clausen when he was the conductor of the Atlanta Boy Choir.

You can read the poem below and listen to “Barter” sung by the Atlanta Boy Choir by choosing the link to my March Spotify playlist. Enjoy!

March playlist