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Full Orchestra

The Prairie
for Solo Violin

Stephen Hill

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The Prairie (Solo Violin and Orchestra)

Full Orchestra / Grade 4 / ca. 5:00 / (2016) / Plainly q=70, Playfully q=100

00:00 / 05:36

Scores

Parts

Frontier Strings Omaha Conservatory of Music with Ruth Meints, the Director, rehearsing for their performance with the Omaha Symphony with Enrico Lopez-Yanez, Conductor.

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Enrico Lopez-Yanez,
Omaha Symphony

Program Notes

The Prairie, composed in 2007, was originally written for Solo Tuba and Piano. It was written at the request of Peter Alexander (Alexander Publishing) and is part of a larger project of Solo Compositions written for each major instrument of the Orchestra: Flute, Oboe, Clarinet, Bassoon, Horn in F, Trumpet, Trombone, Tuba, Violin, Viola, Cello and Double Bass. The project consisted of composing music to specific poems chosen by Peter that he felt reflected the character of each instrument.  For the Solo Tuba, the poem assigned was Rudyard Kipling’s, The Prairie. 

 

The Prairie by Rudyard Kipling

I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run about a treeless land -- An empty plain, a steely pond, a distance diamond-clear, And low blue naked hills beyond. And what is that to fear?

"Go softly by that river-side or, when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied and knotted round your heart. Be wary as the seasons pass, or you may ne'er outrun The wind that sets that yellowed grass a-shiver 'neath the Sun."

 

I hear the summer storm outblown -- the drip of the grateful wheat. I hear the hard trail telephone a far-off horse's feet. I hear the horns of Autumn blow to the wild-fowl overhead; And I hear the hush before the snow. And what is that to dread?"

"Take heed what spell the lightning weaves -- what charm the echoes shape -- Or, bound among a million sheaves, your soul shall not escape. Bar home the door of summer nights lest those high planets drown  The memory of near delights in all the longed-for town."

"What need have I to long or fear? Now, friendly, I behold, My faithful seasons robe the year in silver and in gold.

Listen to and Practice Your Individual Part
2 Bar count off (Rehearsal A -0:34, B-0:53, C-1:10 D-1:27, E-1:42, F-1:56, G-2:23, H-2:43, I-2:54)

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