From the Regions of Air

From the Regions of Air (2010)

a cappella SATB
Commissioned for the Robbinsdale Armstrong High School Concert Choir, Stephanie Trump, director


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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;

  • And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air

  • To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,

And tell me our love is remember'd even in the sky.

Then I sing the wild song it once was rapture to hear,
When our voices commingling breathed like one on the ear;

  • And as Echo far off through the vale my sad orison rolls,

  • I think, O my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls

Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.

- Thomas Moore