Isabella Nicoli, soprano
with Kate Wogoman, piano

Saturday, April 29, 2023 at 3:30 p.m.

Sandra G. Powell Recital Hall
Natalie L. Haslam Music Center

PROGRAM

Music for a while
Henry Purcell
(1659-1695)

Perduta ho la speranza
Stefano Donaudy
(1879-1925) 

Vaghissima sembianza
Stefano Donaudy

Liebst du um Schönheit
Clara Schumann
(1819-1896)

Warum willst du And’re fragen
Clara Schumann

--- BRIEF PAUSE ---

Extase
Heri Duparc
(1848-1933)

Chanson Triste
Heri Duparc

Three Browning Songs

The Year’s at the Spring
Ah, Love, but a day
I send my heart up to thee

Amy Beach
(1867-1944)

This recital is presented in partial fulfillment of the requirements for the Bachelor of Music degree in Music Performance.

Miss Isabella Nicoli is a student of
David Crawford.

PROGRAM NOTES

Perduta ho la speranza

I have lost hope in looking at you,
And by hope alone did I nourish my heart! 
Ah me! Ah me! Oh, what shall I do if through loving
I have really lost faith, 
faith in love? 
I have lost hope in looking at you, and by hope alone did I nourish my heart!

Vaghissima sembianza

Very charming image of a woman formerly loved,who, then, has portrayed you with so much similarity that I look, and I speak, and I believe to have you before me as in the beautiful days of love?

The dear remembrance which has been awakened in my heart so ardently has revived my hopes, so that a kiss, a vow, a cry of love?more I do not ask of her who is silent forever.

Liebst du um Schönheit

If you love for beauty, O love not me! 
Love the sun, she has golden hair. 
If you love for youth, O love not me!
Love the spring, which is young each year. 
If you love for riches, O love not me!
Love the mermaid who has many shining pearls. 
If you love for love, ah yes, love me!
Love me always, I shall love you ever more.

Warum willst du And’re fragen

Why enquire of others, who are not faithful to you?

Only believe what these two eyes have to tell you!

Do not believe what others say; do not believe strange fancies; nor should you interpret my deeds, but instead look at these eyes!

Are my lips silent to your questions, or do they testify against me?

Whatever my lips might say; look at my eyes; I love you!

Extase

On a pale lily my heart is sleeping
A sleep as sweet as death: 
Exquisite death, death perfumed
By the breath of the beloved: 
On your pale chest my heart is sleeping…

Chanson Triste

Moonlight slumbers in your heart, 
A gentle summer moonlight, 
And to escape the cares of life I shall drown myself in your light. 

I shall forget past sorrows, 
My sweet, when you cradle
My sad heart and my thoughts 
In the loving calm of your arms. 

You will rest my poor head, 
Ah! Sometimes in your lap, 
An recite to it a ballad
That will seem to speak of us; 

And from your eyes full of sorrow, 
From your eyes I shall then drink
So many kisses and so much love
That perhaps I shall be healed. 

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