The Long Day Closes (song)
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The Long Day Closes is a part song with lyrics by Henry Fothergill Chorley and music by Arthur Sullivan, published in 1868.[1] It has become Sullivan's best-known part song, and is one of seven that he published that year.[2] Sullivan wrote most of his twenty part songs prior to the beginning of his long collaboration with W. S. Gilbert.[1] Chorley had also collaborated with Sullivan on other songs, on Sullivan's first (but never-produced) opera, The Sapphire Necklace (completed in 1867), and on a piece for chorus and orchestra, The Masque at Kenilworth (Birmingham Festival, 1864).[1]
With the growth of choral societies during the Victorian era, part songs became popular in Britain.[3] The plaintive harmonies of The Long Day Closes and the text's touching meditation on death have made the song a frequent selection at events of mourning. Musicologist Jeremy Dibble observes that in particular, it was often sung at funerals of members of the D'Oyly Carte Opera Company.[4]
On 16 December 1879, Sullivan attended a concert at the Mendelssohn Glee Club in New York, where the song was on the programme. He remarked in his diary that it had been 'admirably sung and encored'.[5]
Jeremy Dibble believes that one of the work's most attractive qualities is the way Sullivan has skilfully manipulated Chorley's text to create a modified ternary scheme. He says that it has remained popular in both its original version for men's voices, and the later arrangement for mixed choir.[4]
Terence Davies's 1992 film The Long Day Closes uses a recording of the song by Pro Cantione Antiqua[6] singing the song a cappella.[7] Carl Davis included the theme from the song in his instrumental score for the 1999 Mike Leigh film Topsy-Turvy, along with themes from most of the Gilbert and Sullivan operas.[8] Another recording was included in the 1999 album Sullivan: The Masque at Kenilworth – Music for Royal and National Occasions, sung by the Oxford Pro Musica Singers.[9]
- No star is o'er the lake,
- Its pale watch keeping,
- The moon is half awake,
- Through grey mist creeping,
- The last red leaves fall round
- The porch of roses,
- The clock hath ceased to sound,
- The long day closes.
- Sit by the silent hearth
- In calm endeavour,
- To count the sounds of mirth,
- Now dumb for ever.
- Heed not how hope believes
- And fate disposes:
- Shadow is round the eaves,
- The long day closes.
- The lighted windows dim
- Are fading slowly.
- The fire that was so trim
- Now quivers lowly.
- Go to the dreamless bed
- Where grief reposes;
- Thy book of toil is read,
- The long day closes, etc.
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