51 & b b & b b V b b ? b b & b b ? b b His colour changed, though, when it came on through the heavy door, and passed into the room before his eyes. The same face: lips barely open P Œ Œ j ‰ œ ˙ oh oh j œ > # ˙ j ‰ œ > oh ˙ oh ‰ j ‰ œ > j ˙ œ > # ˙ j œ ˙ œ > ‰ ‰ ˙ oh ˙ oh ˙ oh ˙ oh ˙ ˙ ˙ j œ ‰ > j ‰ œ > j ‰ œ > j ‰ œ > j œ œ > j œ œ > ‰ ‰ cresc. ˙ *oh cresc. ˙ *oh cresc. > œ ‰ J j œ > ‰ # ˙ j ‰ œ > *oh cresc. ˙ *oh j ‰ œ > > ˙ J œ ‰ cresc. # ˙ j œ ˙ œ > ‰ ˙ oh ˙ oh ˙ oh # > J œ ‰ j œ > ‰ j œ ‰ > > ˙ J œ ‰ oh j ˙ # ˙ œ > ‰ ˙ > ˙ J œ ‰ j # œ ˙. ah j œ ˙ œ nœ ah f ah p Œ Œ œ nœ j # œ ˙. f f ∑ p p ah j œ ˙ œ nœ p 21 for online perusal only 56 & b b Marley in his pigtail, waistcoat, tights, and boots; the chain he drew was long, and wound about him like a tail; it was made of cash-boxes, keys, and padlocks wrought in steel. His body was transparent; so that Scrooge, looking through his waistcoat, could see the two buttons on his coat behind. Scrooge was incredulous and fought against his senses. gliss. ˙. ˙. ˙. ˙. ˙ ˙ ˙ ˙ w ∏ U w. 4 6 4 6 4 6 4 6 4 6 4 6 & b b V b b # ˙ œ nœ N˙ ah œ bœ ah # ˙ œ nœ ˙ 12 4 12 4 12 4 ? b b p ∑ Œ Œ œ œ #˙. ˙. 12 4 ah & b b ˙. ˙. . . 12 # ˙ œ nœ # ˙ œ nœ # ˙. ˙ ˙. 4 ? b b N˙ œ bœ N˙ œ Aœ N ˙. ˙. j 12 œ œ œ #˙. ˙. ˙ 4 ah œ œ ah #˙. * Gradually opening from the closed oh to a bright ah in bar/measure 55. ˙. ˙. ˙. gliss. ˙ . ˙ . A ˙. ˙. gliss. ˙ ˙ n˙ ˙ ˙ N˙ gliss. ˙ . n ˙. n ˙. b˙. ˙ . ˙ ˙ . ˙ A ˙. w ˙. ˙ ˙ ˙ n˙ . n ˙ . ˙ N n ˙. ˙ b˙. ∏ U #w. ∏ U w. ∏ U w . U w #w . ∏ . w .. u
22 6. Mankind was my Business Edmund Sears (1810–76) BENEDICT SHEEHAN STAVE 1, Scene 4 “How now!” said Scrooge, caustic and cold as ever. “What do you want with me? Who are you?” “In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley.” “You don’t believe in me,” observed the Ghost. “I don’t,” said Scrooge. [CHOIR BEGINS] At this the spirit raised a frightful cry, and shook its chain with such a dismal and appalling noise, that Scrooge fell upon his knees, and clasped his hands before his face. SOPRANO ALTO TENOR BASS & b b Ferociously q = 100 p ww ah 4 4 2 8 5 4 6 p F ah > ˙ . ? b b 4 w 4 2 ∑ 8 5 nœ J œ . nœ œ . J nœ n J œ j œ nœ J œ ‰ ‰ ‰ ‰ ‰ ‰ ‰ ‰ 4 6 > > > > w ah F b˙˙ œ œ œœœ . . ah F œ œ œœœ . . ah œ œ œœœ . . ah œœœ ah > j # #œ J œ > ‰ ‰ U for online perusal only 7 A Slow and ponderous q = 62 & b b 4 6 ? b b 4 6 [CORO TACET] “Do you believe in me or not?” “I do,” said Scrooge. “I must.” “You are fettered,” said Scrooge, trembling. “Tell me why?” [CHOIR BEGINS] “I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the Ghost. “I made it link by link, and yard by yard. Would you know the weight and length of the strong coil you bear yourself? It was full as heavy and as long as this, seven Christmas Eves ago. You have laboured on it, since. lips barely open Ó . Œ Œ - Œ Œ œ ˙ œ - - ∑ p oh p oh Œ Œ œ - - ˙ œ Ó . Œ Œ œōh p ˙ œ - ˙ œ - ˙ œ - ˙ œ # - N - ˙ œ ˙ - ˙ ˙ # - # œ ˙ - > j # œ ‰ J > > j œ J ‰ > π oh U ˙. #˙. Ó . u oh π π oh U ˙. Ó . w. u oh p lips barely open oh π 11 B & b b ? b b It is a ponderous chain!” “Jacob,” he said, “Speak comfort to me, Jacob!” “I have none to give,” the Ghost replied. [WITH TENOR] “It comes from other regions, Ebenezer Scrooge, and is conveyed by other ministers, to other kinds of men. A very little is permitted to me. I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger anywhere.” “But you were always a good man of business, Jacob!” faltered Scrooge. w. mm π ∑ ∑ w. ∑ ∑ Ó . w. ∑ Œ Œ π mm œ n˙ w. ∑ # œ œ œ nœ ˙w. bœ ∑ # ˙ œ ∑ œ œ œ ˙ w. # œ w. w. ∑
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BENEDICT SHEEHAN A Christmas Carol
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