Yall are so amazing and inspiring. I have been in chorus since I was young and it hurt when cover hit and I had to leave school. As a 13 year old during all of this I can say that being able to do this while a virus is hitting is awesome. Its hard to even describe the impact people like you have on people. Thanks for lighting up the work with your talent.
The text to Laura Farnell's “When I think of you” is adapted from two different Sara Teasdale (18884-1933) poems -- "To E." and "Barter" -- from her volume titled Love Songs. Ms. Farnell adapts portions of the two poems into the following text: When I think of you I have remembered beauty in the night. I have remembered green Ravello dreaming on her height. I have remembered beautiful and splendid things, soaring fire that sways and sings, children's faces looking up holding wonder in a cup. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude to the thought of you. When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered music in the dark. I have remembered running water singing on the rocks. I have remembered whitest ocean's crashing waves, scent of pine trees in the rain, music like a curve of gold, eyes that love and arms that hold. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude to the thought of you. When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, Lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered beauty in the night, and I have remembered music in the dark. And once in English woods, I heard a lark. I heard its song. I heard its music. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude, a vague and fleeting prelude to the thought of you! When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, Lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered you.
The text to Laura Farnell's When I think of you is adapted from two different Sara Teasdale (18884-1933) poems -- "To E." and "Barter" -- from her volume titled Love Songs. Ms. Farnell adapts portions of the two poems into the following text: When I think of you I have remembered beauty in the night. I have remembered green Ravello dreaming on her height. I have remembered beautiful and splendid things, soaring fire that sways and sings, children's faces looking up holding wonder in a cup. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude to the thought of you. When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered music in the dark. I have remembered running water singing on the rocks. I have remembered whitest ocean's crashing waves, scent of pine trees in the rain, music like a curve of gold, eyes that love and arms that hold. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude to the thought of you. When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, Lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered beauty in the night, and I have remembered music in the dark. And once in English woods, I heard a lark. I heard its song. I heard its music. But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude, a vague and fleeting prelude to the thought of you! When I think of you, I am at rest. My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore, Lover of beauty, knightliest and best, rarest soul I ever knew. I am at rest when I think of you. I have remembered you.
Yall are so amazing and inspiring. I have been in chorus since I was young and it hurt when cover hit and I had to leave school. As a 13 year old during all of this I can say that being able to do this while a virus is hitting is awesome. Its hard to even describe the impact people like you have on people. Thanks for lighting up the work with your talent.
The text to Laura Farnell's “When I think of you” is adapted from two different Sara Teasdale (18884-1933) poems -- "To E." and "Barter" -- from her volume titled Love Songs.
Ms. Farnell adapts portions of the two poems into the following text:
When I think of you
I have remembered beauty in the night.
I have remembered green Ravello dreaming on her height.
I have remembered beautiful and splendid things,
soaring fire that sways and sings,
children's faces looking up
holding wonder in a cup.
But all remembered beauty is no more
than a prelude to the thought of you.
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered music in the dark.
I have remembered running water singing on the rocks.
I have remembered whitest ocean's crashing waves,
scent of pine trees in the rain,
music like a curve of gold,
eyes that love and arms that hold.
But all remembered beauty is no more
than a prelude to the thought of you.
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered beauty in the night,
and I have remembered music in the dark.
And once in English woods,
I heard a lark.
I heard its song.
I heard its music.
But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude,
a vague and fleeting prelude to the thought of you!
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered you.
Transcendently beautiful! Thank-you! RIC Alumna '80 BSN
Brilliant, technology bringing us this beautiful chorus heavenly voices in the middle of a pandemic.
Bravo! Bravo!
Amazing to hear an absolutely beautiful song and sensational performance put together this way!
Magnificent in every way. BRAVO!!
Just Beautiful. Go Anchors!
Beautiful 💞
Bravo! Excellent performance. Very moving and much needed during these uncertain times
So lovely!!
so many reasons to proud of our fine students. Brings tears to my eyes. I know everyone struggles with what is going on. Keep on.
What beauty. Thank you Rhode Island College students and all of our talented people for this beautiful piece.
Congrats to everyone involved! What an elegant glimmer of positivity in this year of turmoil ❤
That was absolutely Beautiful! Thank you so much for blessing us with your talent !
Thank you, thank you. I am filled with joy when I think of you.
This came out so great. Kudos TC, Zach, Ms. Beaton, & RIC Chorus!
Absolutely WONDERFUL!
Just Beautiful!
Wonderful job! Amazing how you did this!
so beautiful! thank you!
What a wonderful job ...I know its been so hard for you all this semester your hard work paid off beautiful
Absolutely beautiful!! 💕
Beautiful!
This was so beautiful, thank you all ❤️
Great Job guys
Congratulations to everyone! That was beautiful!
Fantastic job everyone! This brought tears to my eyes
Julianne Svoboda I love you 💗
@@evanfreiberger6076 Makes me excited to try out chorus this fall!
Julianne Svoboda I cant wait!!
beautiful - and thanks!
That was absolutely BEE-YOO-TI-FUUL !!
Wow! Go RIC.
♥️
To think for so many years choruses would stand together, no mask or anything. What were they thinking?
Can someone post the lyrics please?
The text to Laura Farnell's When I think of you is adapted from two different Sara Teasdale (18884-1933) poems -- "To E." and "Barter" -- from her volume titled Love Songs.
Ms. Farnell adapts portions of the two poems into the following text:
When I think of you
I have remembered beauty in the night.
I have remembered green Ravello dreaming on her height.
I have remembered beautiful and splendid things,
soaring fire that sways and sings,
children's faces looking up
holding wonder in a cup.
But all remembered beauty is no more
than a prelude to the thought of you.
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered music in the dark.
I have remembered running water singing on the rocks.
I have remembered whitest ocean's crashing waves,
scent of pine trees in the rain,
music like a curve of gold,
eyes that love and arms that hold.
But all remembered beauty is no more
than a prelude to the thought of you.
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered beauty in the night,
and I have remembered music in the dark.
And once in English woods,
I heard a lark.
I heard its song.
I heard its music.
But all remembered beauty is no more than a prelude,
a vague and fleeting prelude to the thought of you!
When I think of you, I am at rest.
My thoughts need you like waves that need the shore,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best,
rarest soul I ever knew.
I am at rest when I think of you.
I have remembered you.