Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Hallé
Orchestre
Sir Mark Elder
Direction d’orchestre
Alice Coote
Solo
Paul Groves
Solo
Hallé Choir
Chœur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sir Edward Elgar
Composition
John Henry Newman
Paroles
Paroles
Soul:
But hark! upon my senses
Comes a fierce hubbub, which would make me fear Could I be frighted.
Angel
We are now arrived
Close on the judgement-court,
that sullen howl
Is from the demons who assemble there Hungry and wild, to claim their property,
And gather souls for hell.
Hist to their cry!
Soul:
How sour and how uncouth a dissonance!
Demons:
Low-born clods
Of brute earth, They aspire
To become gods,
By a new birth,
And an extra grace,
And a score of merits,
As if aught
Could stand in place
Of the high thought
And the glance of fire
Of the great spirits,
The powers blest,
The lords by right
The primal owners,
Of the proud dwelling
And realm of light -
Written by: John Henry Newman, Sir Edward Elgar

