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Gabriel Urbain Fauré (pronounced: [ɡabʁiɛl yʁbɛ̃ fɔʁe]; 12 May 1845 – 4 November 1924) was a French composer, organist, pianist and teacher. He was one of the foremost French composers of his generation, and his musical style influenced many 20th-century composers. Among his best-known works are his Pavane, Requiem, nocturnes for piano, and the songs "Après un rêve" and "Clair de lune". Although his best-known and most accessible compositions are generally his earlier ones, Fauré composed many of his greatest works in his later years, in a harmonically and melodically much more complex style.
Fauré was born into a cultured but not especially musical family. His talent became clear when he was a small boy. At the age of nine he was sent to a music college in Paris, where he was trained to be a church organist and choirmaster. Among his teachers was Camille Saint-Saëns, who became a lifelong friend. After graduating from the college in 1865 Fauré earned a modest living as an organist and teacher, leaving him little time for composition. When he became successful in his middle age, holding the important posts of organist of the Église de la Madeleine and director of the Paris Conservatoire, he still lacked time for composing; he retreated to the countryside in the summer holidays to concentrate on composition. By his last years, Fauré was recognised in France as the leading French composer of his day. An unprecedented national musical tribute was held for him in Paris in 1922, headed by the president of the French Republic. Outside France, Fauré's music took decades to become widely accepted, except in Britain, where he had many admirers during his lifetime.
Claude Monet (French pronunciation: [klod mɔnɛ/mɔne]) (14 November 1840 – 5 December 1926) was a founder of French impressionist painting, and the most consistent and prolific practitioner of the movement's philosophy of expressing one's perceptions before nature, especially as applied to plein-air landscape painting. The term Impressionism is derived from the title of his painting Impression, Sunrise (Impression, soleil levant).
Claude Monet was born on 14 November 1840 on the 5th floor of 45 rue Laffitte, in the 9th arrondissement of Paris. He was the second son of Claude Adolphe Monet and Louise Justine Aubrée Monet, both of them second-generation Parisians. On 20 May 1841, he was baptized in the local parish church, Notre-Dame-de-Lorette, as Oscar-Claude, but his parents called him simply Oscar. In 1845, his family moved to Le Havre in Normandy. His father wanted him to go into the family grocery business, but Monet wanted to become an artist. His mother was a singer.
On 1 April 1851, Monet entered Le Havre secondary school of the arts. Locals knew him well for his charcoal caricatures, which he would sell for ten to twenty francs. Monet also undertook his first drawing lessons from Jacques-François Ochard, a former student of Jacques-Louis David. On the beaches of Normandy in about 1856/1857, he met fellow artist Eugène Boudin, who became his mentor and taught him to use oil paints. Boudin taught Monet "en plein air" (outdoor) techniques for painting. Both received the influence of Johan Barthold Jongkind.
Jean Racine (French pronunciation: [ʒɑ̃ ʁaˈsin]), baptismal name Jean-Baptiste Racine (22 December 1639 – 21 April 1699), was a French dramatist, one of the three great playwrights of 17th-century France (along with Molière and Corneille), and an important literary figure in the Western tradition. Racine was primarily a tragedian, producing such 'examples of neoclassical perfection' as Phèdre,Andromaque, and Athalie, although he did write one comedy, Les Plaideurs, and a muted tragedy,Esther, for the young.
Racine's plays displayed his mastery of the dodecasyllabic alexandrine; his verse is renowned for elegance, purity, speed, and fury, and for what Robert Lowell described as a 'diamond-edge', and the 'glory of its hard, electric rage'. The language effects of Racine's works are widely considered to be untranslatable, although many eminent poets have attempted to do so, including Lowell, Ted Hughes, and Derek Mahon into English, and Schiller into German. The latest to attempt to translate Racine's plays into English, and the first to render the plays in rhymed heroic couplets, earned a 2011 American Book Award for the poet Geoffrey Argent. Racine's dramaturgy is marked by his psychological insight, the prevailing passion of his characters, and the nakedness of both the plot and stage.
Ivor Bolton (born 17 May 1958, Blackrod, England) is an English conductor and harpsichordist. He studied at Clare College (University of Cambridge) (1976-80) and was conducting scholar at the Royal College of Music (1980-81). He later trained as a répétiteur at the National Opera Studio and was appointed conductor of Schola Cantorum of Oxford.
Bolton made his operatic debut in 1986 conducting The Rake's Progress for Opera 80.
Bolton was Assistant Chorus Master and staff conductor from 1982-84 for Glyndebourne, later becoming music director of Glyndebourne Touring Opera (now Glyndebourne on Tour) from 1992 to 1997, and principal conductor of the Scottish Chamber Orchestra from 1994 to 1996. He has also held leadership positions with the St James's Baroque Players in London (with whom he recorded the Bach harpsichord concertos BWV 1053, 1054, 1058 in 1987) and the Lufthansa Festival of Baroque Music. He has enjoyed an extensive relationship with the Munich State Opera and has conducted seventeen new productions for the company, in the course of which he was awarded the Bayerische Theaterpreis. He has also conducted regularly at Glyndebourne Festival Opera, the Royal Opera House Covent Garden, the Festival of Aix-en-Provence, Vienna State Opera, the Netherlands Opera, the Teatro Real Madrid, the Liceu Barcelona, Maggio Musicale Fiorentino and the Opéra National de Paris.
Plot
Hornblower is called to take a company of British troops (which the sailors call lobsters because of their red coats) and a company of French nationalists to France to fight in the revolution. But Hornblower is horrified by the brutality of the French commander as he guillotines everyone in a village that destroyed his former home and his unwillingness to take part in the actual battles. However, when the commander and his men set out to rape and brutalize a young school teacher, Hornblower vows his protection of her.
Keywords: 1790s, 18th-century, adventure-hero, adventurer, animal-in-title, based-on-book, based-on-novel, battle, bayonet, bridge
Major Edrington: [Watching as Hornblower struggles to mount a horse] Now I see why you chose the Navy.
Master Bowles: Gentlemen, it appears that Mister Hornblower is now the standard by which we must all measure ourselves.
Major Edrington: I take it the welcoming ceremony is now over.
Acting Lt. Archie Kennedy: Keep your head or you will lose it!
Captain Pellew: As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.
Major Edrington: In that case, I suggest we look to ourselves for command.
Major Edrington: [referring to Horatio] Mr.Kennedy? [pause] Watch out for him.
Give me the power
To make a dream come real
Destiny will be denied
The truth will be revealed
Don't listen to their lies
It isn't in their book
What's right - oh, no
People of the legion
The time has come to go
VIsion of the dreamer
Showed the kingdom arose
Welcome aboard
It's time to go
We're leaving
Sailing into the night
We're leaving
History's blistering tales of mankind
Commanding the powers arising within my mind
Mysteries unfolding before my eyes
Controlling the wheel of fortune with my mind
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
My pulsating hand healing those who are wise
Drive by forces ejecting from my mind
Time over time mind over matter of time
Releases the toxins of power from my mind
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
Time over mind over matter of time
Releases the toxins of power from my mind
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
Where would we be
Without the ability
To let our minds wander
And where could we go
If our emotions were submerged
Down under our souls
Their master control plan will fail
As the young minds prevail
Face to face, eye to eye
Weilding the axe, the mighty must die
Highest mountain, deepest sea
Eternally searching to destroy the beast
Cry of the jackal, is heard in the land
Immortal enemy, has come to challenge man
Secret science out of control
Conjured the serpent, up from below
We are fighting for the earth
We are fighting for the earth
Searching, searching, searching...
Blood and corruption, hideous crimes
Lying leaders, controlling our minds
Cloak and dagger, conspiracy of hate
Oh hear the cry before it's too late
I walk these streets alone tonight
The owl dances in my hand
His eyes are my only light
I fly on to the neverland
I dream of days of long ago
When I was young and free
Tonight I know that I must go
And meet my destiny
Oh cold fire
Burn my dreams
Take me away
Let the darkness end my days
Cold cold fire
Falling, fading away
No laughter, no more pain
Take me back
Take me home
No more slander
No more blind
I'm sick and tired of your systematic lies
Obliterated by the underlying minds
I'll mark the days
I'll set the time
The world is so blind
The sun never shines
I am the ruler
I am the ruler
Ultra vision
Ultra zine
Our swirling mass shall surely be divine
Facilitations for all those who shed their blinds
I see the secret
I see the sign
The world is so blind
The sun never shines
I am the ruler
I am the ruler
Ruthless slander
Wretched blind
I've had it to here with your systematic lies
Obliterated by the underlying minds
I am the future
The rule is mine
The world was so blind
The past now behind
I am the ruler
I am the ruler
I am the ruler
Search your soul
Seek the truth
Shed your fears
Take control
Life could be everlasting paradise
We must be strong, we must unite
Only the strong survive
The task is now
Can we face it
A new age is coming
Will we make it?
Envision the future and fear for your life!
The choice is ours, you must realize
You burnt your bridges I can see
You're like a river flowing free
Missing something that you never lost
New situation, breathe new life
Make it happen, stand and fight
Take your chances now don't count the cost
If your standing accused and you're lost and confused
You don't have to take the blame
When your life's rushing by
I'll lay there beside you
I'll help you to ease the pain
I know I could
I know I would
If you want me
If you love me then I could
You're running scared, I don't know why
You're only seen through the naked eye
If you reach out I will take your hand
I know you've got your quest to bear
I'll take the weight, I'll take my share
Let me show you how to live again
If your standing accused and your lost and confused
You don't have to take the blame
When your life's rushing by
I'll lay there beside you
I'll help you to ease the pain
I know I could
I know I would
If you want me
Revolting, unleash the hounds of hell.
Fall before your pre-made doom, the rebellion cease to quell.
All ends loom, all destinys carry cracks.
Heroic feats defying nothingness are absorbed by the black.
Hail grievance, the guardians of tomorrows victory.
Awaiting patiently to strike and besiege.
Wheres reason, without the art of attack?
Beneath the ashes of the outcome, the logics intact.
Damnations rule, Order through chaos!!!
Disaster brings with it uncouth.
Uncertainties embrace the absolute.
Threatening, the light of a new day, torn apart before it is made.
Avast upheavals summoning.
Annihilation, Pestilance, War and Suffering!!!
Summoning fires! In pieces, divided.
Utopia at last! Mockeries laugh!
Deprivation, inevitable deterioration of victories in past!
Forever shunned, the fate of this world.
Unrivaled kings of all refuse their victor...
Humanity fooled!!!
Strife eager, awaits the coming of its birth.
Like the charge for war announced, sieze the stronghold of the earth.
Appointing, two bizarre methods mege.
Once opposing eye to eye, lower the guards and converge.
Uprising, decievers lurk in the black.
Yet unseen amongst the shadows, ever present essence lack.
Appaling with fire enforce their truths.
But never lose, defy death til the death.
Damnations rule, Strike until ever!!!
Hives cave in! The seventh sign unforsaken!
Abundant strife, for the taking, below!!!
Succumb to storms, your existance is shaking.
Unearthed, unsymphathetic!
judgements rage.
Convictions maze determines future!
Your cetainties, you'll defend!
Eternities to must end.
End!!!
Divine halls of perished wisdom, the antidote to death.
A fading suns final flames above linger.
The twilight of the new... ages
Forever pacing, the walls within our heads.
Tempted by our dreams invoked from fear of death!
The clouded sources of all passions fade to grey.
Concealed in cryptic message, for what purpose were we made?
Hollow state stale, behind us leave no trails.
To the wolves that gather before us, wonders mankind frail.
Drudgery of past, remains closeing in fast.
Forsight restraint, trusting invisible paths!
Mankind struggles to endure the human form.
Wisdoms barracades await the yet unborn.
Promises of miracles, the denial of defeat.
Within the arms of your angels, our failures will repeat!
Those in darkness never rest.
Within all pain resides the wuest.
Our passion bleeds, crys for dying answers will forever weigh on the
Beyond the sun, where nigh prevails.
The pitch of blackness has won!
The cold forever, freezes starscapes unsuspecting.
Perhaps correcting, the faults the every living planets undergone!
The ice is freezing over, an evolution gone wrong!
Begun! The first of apocalyptic arctic storms.
Shiver! As your fate takes form!
Your blood becomes as ice as temperatures ar decreasing.
Even the strong shall die, no deaths come easy.
The sky is crippled pale to last eternity's void of sun.
At one with howls of hollow frozen emptiness you'll become!
Blinding force, frozen power, unleashed upon,
Earth!
As the skies seize up, chafing icecaps spread like incurable plague.
All forms of life crack unconditioned to withstand the subzero glaze.
Forever lost in the glaciers age, stumbles the memory of the sun's dying
rays....
Swallowing terrain!
Evermounting frostscapes rule again.
Uncompromising vortex of suffering forever remains.
Locked within the arctic phase!
Storms coat skylines in grey,
the flames that ruled the surface of the earth submit and fade.
A casualty, of the universal empire,
a million more await the coming...
Of their polar fate!!!
No escape from choices
Annihilation awakened, disease unpacked
Forwarned a thousand times, of your feeble future gaping black
Hellbent for blood of the innocent, souls we violate
Corrupting waves of hell ascending, Satan seals your fate.
Enslaved by Chaos! Your shackled!
Made to suffer and suffer again.
No Name! Retaliation in vain!
Your shackled! No consideration for your pain!
No name! Made to suffer and suffer again!
Hell unbound the onslaught persistent, prevail forevermore
Writh in black as darklords whisper, "Wreck them to the core!"
Stroke the fear, ignite the flesh!
Strive for the rising of a darker sun, adore all the you detest!
Hear the calls of arising demons speak.
They surface in Hordes!!!
Engorge in the fruits of sufferings, Joys!
Overshadowed under might!
Souls sold, to the keepers of obliteration
Kings of nowhere, triumphant mass!
Scars cover the heavens, trinitys mocked at their confessions
Mourn the failures of your gods!!
Without sin, absorb the chaos ever-bloating
Undo the trappings of the fading king!
Overpowered, our force unmatched
The devil and the darkness came today
No longer hope can run away
I turn on you and you turn on me
Roll to the ghetto with the sickestly
And everybody hits the road into the church
A ticket to the chicken in the shiny shirt
Praise to the hutt, proceed me to the one
And everybody here is a friend of mine, yesterday
The devil and the darkness came today
No longer love can run away
I dance in the streets and I raised to cry
And if you disagree I spit in your eye
And everybody hits the road into the church
A ticket to the chicken in the shiny shirt
Praise to the hutt, proceed me to the one
And everybody here is a friend of mine, yesterday
Come together to the joyful sound, all the...
Oh, the devil and the darkness came today
Again we have flag and run away
My flags better then the one next door
She's a busy mama saying: 'I can't more!'
And everybody hits the road into the church
A ticket to the chicken in the shiny shirt
Praise to the hutt, proceed me to the one
I can't forget the love I had
Yes it's true I am so sad
She's so sweet
so tender and so kind
She's my world my ev'rything
And I know that it's a sin that her face is always on my mind.
Now I am walking through the rain
and I'm only feeling pain
I have lost her and there's nothing I can do
In my eyes she was a Queen
Like no one I've ever seen
Now I'm lonely and she's so far away.
Sweet sweet love
oh my sweet love
Sweet sweet love
oh my sweet love.
I hope she will come back to me
'Cause she still has got the Key
The room of love is open all the time
I dreamed of her the other day
It was on the first of may
There I saw her and once I fell in love.
Sweet sweet love
oh my sweet love
Sweet sweet love
A call to war upholds us, uncoiled forces roam.
Throughout before hell feeds us, our colours shone! Shone! Shone!
Unlasting cries of reason, avenge our primal urge.
Becoming, storming nearer, our vicious armies surge!
Veiled in black!
Against all odds are stacked!
Bow below our lightening force.
Thunder Attack!!!
Sworn blasphemous! Ever buckling to our demands.
Redflame leads us! From our shores onto your sands.
Uncreate controlling, unmercy rages free
A savage unfolding, beneath us...bleed!
No win without destruction, no corner left unscathed.
Persevere without obstruction, black triumph, engraved.
Battle won!
Endless damage done!
Handed down through the ages, Amidst a history of everflowing war.
A story of steel that guards all strength within the riddle, Ignores,
demands to cure all flaws.
"Entrust in sword, your very soul!"
Utter the blinded ones, yet to uncover fleshes gold.
Without the aid of metal, in absense of steel, The entire fortune of the
flesh may be revealed!!
The hand that wields tha blade, carries a might
Surpassing the Steel Array!!!
Everlasting, fists of fear.
Triumph etched in stone.
Surpassing the Steel Array, the storm inside us...grows!!!
Clad in chaos, weapons concealed, internal battlefield.
Within the flesh wars are won.
The will to power, becomes the only power, By which all succumb!!
The fury resides in arms reach.
Awaiting disposal!!
The sword remains within the sheath. Left to rust eternally!!
Buckling beneath defeat. Swift demise!!
Feeble scuffle at your feet.
Aimlessly! Mindlessly!
Arise in black, suprise attack!
Forgo the ritual of the dark taking back!
Their rightfull throne, return to home
Forever, left in debt be the legions that fail!
Defiant!
Hell Guide us!
Where all else fail we'll triumph
Just like one thousand times before
We thrive on.... war!!!
A final plea from the heavens
Invokes destruction of the third degree.
A final swoop, a lunge for certain victory.
As mercy'sreign lays withered, magestic gloats unsung
Before the throttled kingdom, revel in our conquest won
Fate unreal until revealed, outpour shock's cruel persuasion
Barbaric ages restoration
Wielding flames of fallen empires, aspire to cease all grace
We applaud your kingdom's failure, and with our joy we seal its fate
Slaves not to the perils bygone, victors of the morning after
Accountable to none, to none! We'll be our own masters
Damnations Morning!
Awake to Heavens falling
Uprise your makers met, fate is calling.
We'll usher you into hell!!
Proclamation! The Wit of fools.
Reviving abhoration, incite the masses cruel
Annihilation! Strike with the devil's tool
Urged by bloodshead then rule!!!
Ignite the trageties!!!
Praise torment shamelessly!!!
Unrap the centuries!!!
Dethrone and fetch to fires,, tomorrow's awakening!!!
Sunrise summons new breath
Nightfall feeds on what was left
Milleniums barely reflect
If I was a working boy (hey ho away we go)
Fill my pockets up with lolly (why is my cheque late,
sir?)
If I was a working lad (hey ho away we go)
Life would never get this bad (living down the labour)
If I was a working boy I would buy us all a curry
Then we would all enjoy spending a workmans wages
Id be a galiant lad, you could all come round and
borrow
All the comforts Id enjoy bringing in a workmans wages
(Hey ho away we go) Up the dole and down the labour
(Hey ho away we go) Once round the equator
(Hey ho away we go) Who finds nowt and who finds
favour?
(Hey ho away we go) Why is my cheque late, Sir?
Ive heard the frolicking noise passing by a hangmans
folly
If you had then piggies would fly all in a working day
Ive met the hang-a-man, Sir. Everybody roll home jolly
But theres others Id prefer to give me a working day.
(Hey ho away we go) Up the dole and down the labour
(Hey ho away we go) Twice round the equator
(Hey ho away we go) Who finds nowt and who finds
favour?
(Hey ho away we go) All for a working day, Sir
I have seen the factory boys, everybody roll home jolly
They make money, they make noise all in a working day
I am bright with razor wits, everybody roll home jolly
Still you leave me in the briny all for a working day,
If I was a working boy I would buy us all a curry
Then we would all enjoy living on a workmans wages
Id be a galiant lad, you could all come round and
borrow
All the comforts Id enjoy bringing in a workmans wages
(Hey ho away we go) Up the dole and down the labour
(Hey ho away we go) Thrice round the equator
(Hey ho away we go) Who finds nowt and who finds
favour?
(Hey ho away we go) All for a working day, Sir
(Hey ho away we go) Up the dole and down the labour
Doot-Doot
What's in a name?
Face on a stage
Where are you now?
Memory fades, you take a bow
Here in the dark
Watching the screen
Look at them fall
The final scene
And we go doot
Doot doot
Look at them fall
Flicker and fade
Gone are the screams
I put them to bed, now they are dreams
And we go doot
Dance. Reflections on a pool
The dancing of a fool
The shining of his art
And.
Dance. The beating of a drum
When four hearts beat as one
The rising of the sun
These doors have all been open right from the start
In matters of the heart
Dance. Clowns in the street
The city is asleep
And no-one hears the beat
And.
Dance. The clowns's turning red
And heroes take a day
These eyes are painted red.
These eyes were blind and empty right from the start
In matters of the heart
Dance. Why are all these faces turning away
Dance. Hear what this body's longing to say
In Matters of the Heart
Dance. Reflections on a pool.
Revisions of a fool
The shining of his art
And.
Dance. The beating of a drum
A million hearts as one
The rising of the sun
These doors have all been open right from the start
In matters of the heart
Dance. Why are all these faces turning away
Dance. Hear what this body's longing to say
In matters of the heart
In matters of the heart