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Ralph Vaughan Williams - Silent Noon - Gideon van de Weg, tenor

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  • Опубликовано: 4 фев 2023
  • Gideon van de Weg is tenor in het Kampen Boys Choir waar hij als jongen van 7 jaar zijn zangcarrière is begonnen. Zijn zangcoach is Jasper Schweppe. Silent Noon heeft Gideon gezongen in een presentatieconcert van het Kampen Boys Choir op 4 februari 2023 in De Burgwal in Kampen (NL)
    Silent noon
    Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-
    The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
    Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
    'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
    All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
    Are golden kingcup fields with silver edge
    Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
    'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
    Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
    Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:-
    So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
    Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
    This close-companioned inarticulate hour
    When twofold silence was the song of love.

Комментарии • 12

  • @kyleb3754
    @kyleb3754 Год назад +2

    Wow, he's a really good singer. Thanks for sharing!

  • @tinusengretatencaat8932
    @tinusengretatencaat8932 Год назад

    Heel erg mooi !!!

  • @facitenonvictimarum174
    @facitenonvictimarum174 Год назад

    Very nice 👍

  • @MertenStam2
    @MertenStam2 Год назад

    Heel Mooi Gideon!

  • @barendtobe6059
    @barendtobe6059 Год назад

    Mooi!!!

  • @gertwegevande5142
    @gertwegevande5142 Год назад +1

    Silent Noon
    Dante Gabriel Rossetti
    Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, -
    The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
    Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
    'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
    All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
    Are golden kingcup fields with silver edge
    Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn hedge.
    'Tis visible silence, still as the hour glass.
    Deep in the sunsearched growths the dragon-fly
    Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky: -
    So this winged hour is dropt to us from above.
    Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
    This close-companioned inarticulate hour
    When twofold silence was the song of love.

  • @Annemarie-rs7vi
    @Annemarie-rs7vi Год назад

    Heel mooi gezongen Gideon!

  • @Brandemann.
    @Brandemann. Год назад

    Prachtig!

  • @snadert
    @snadert Год назад

    Bravo!

  • @albertwessels71
    @albertwessels71 Год назад

    prachtig.

  • @maschimmel2777
    @maschimmel2777 Год назад

    Mooi heel mooi Reinout