THURSDAY, APRIL 23, 2026 at 7:30 p.m.
Thursday, April 23, 2026 at 7:30 p.m.
Hodgson Concert Hall
UGA Performing Arts Center
University of Georgia Symphony Orchestra
Mark Cedel, conductor
University of Georgia Hodgson Singers
Daniel Bara, conductor
University of Georgia University Chorus
Colin Mann, conductor
University of Georgia Glee Club
Colin Mann, conductor
University of Georgia Georgia Treble Choir
Colin Mann, conductor
Katie Drybrough, graduate choral assistant
Matthew Elsey, graduate choral assistant
Christopher Hickey, graduate choral assistant
Abigail Weller, graduate choral assistant with
Anne Slovin, soprano
Andrew Voelker, tenor
Jay Ivey, baritone
Daniel Bara, conductor
Carmina Burana Carl Orff (1895-1982)
Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi (Fortune, Empress of the World)
1. Chorus – O Fortuna
2. Chorus – Fortune plango vulnera
I. Primo Vere (Spring)
3. Semi-Chorus – Veris leta facies
4. Baritone Solo – Omnia sol temperat
5. Chorus – Ecce gratum
Uf dem Anger (In the Meadow)
6. Tanz (Dance)
7. Chorus – Floret silva nobilis
8. Semi-Chorus – Chramer, gip die varwe mir
9. Chorus – Reie
10. Chorus – Were diu werlt alle min
II. In Taberna (In the Tavern)
11. Baritone Solo – Estuans interius
12. Tenor Solo and Chorus – Olim lacus colueram
13. Baritone Solo and Men’s Chorus – Ego sum abbas
14. Men’s Chorus – In taberna quando sumus
III. Cour d’Amours (The Court of Love)
15. Soprano Solo and Treble Chorus – Amor volat undique
16. Baritone Solo – Dies, nox et omnia
17. Soprano Solo – Stetit puella
18. Baritone Solo and Chorus – Circa mea pectora
19. Baritone Solo and Men’s Chorus – Si puer cum puellula
20. Double Chorus – Veni, veni, venias
21. Soprano Solo – In truitina
22. Chorus with Solo Soprano & Baritone Soloists – Tempus es iocundum
23. Soprano Solo – Dulcissime
24. Chorus – Ave formosissima
25. Chorus – O Fortuna
FORTUNA IMPERATRIX MUNDI
1. O Fortuna
O Fortuna
velut luna statu variabilis, semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem, egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem. Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis, obumbrata et velata
michi quoque niteris; nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris. Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria, est affectus et defectus semper in angaria. Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite; quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!
2. Fortune plango vulnera Fortune plango vulnera stillantibus ocellis quod sua michi munera subtrahit rebellis. Verum est, quod legitur, fronte capillata,
FORTUNE, EMPRESS OF THE WORLD
1. O Fortune
O Fortune, like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice. Fate - monstrous and empty, you whirling wheel, you are malevolent, well-being is vain and always fades to nothing, shadowed and veiled you plague me too; now through the game I bring my bare back to your villainy. Fate is against me in health and virtue, driven on and weighted down, always enslaved. So at this hour without delay pluck the vibrating strings; since Fate strikes down the strong man, everyone weep with me!
2. I bemoan the wounds of Fortune I bemoan the wounds of Fortune with weeping eyes, for the gifts she made me she perversely takes away. It is written in truth, that she has a fine head of hair,
sed plerumque sequitur
Occasio calvata. In Fortune solio sederam elatus, prosperitatis vario flore coronatus; quicquid enim florui felix et beatus, nunc a summo corrui gloria privatus. Fortune rota volvitur: descendo minoratus; alter in altum tollitur; nimis exaltatus rex sedet in vertice caveat ruinam! nam sub axe legimus Hecubam reginam.
PRIMO VERE
3. Veris leta facies Veris leta facies mundo propinatur, hiemalis acies victa iam fugatur, in vestitu vario Flora principatur, nemorum dulcisono que cantu celebratur. Flore fusus gremio Phebus novo more risum dat, hac vario iam stipate flore. Zephyrus nectareo spirans in odore. Certatim pro bravio curramus in amore. Cytharizat cantico dulcis Philomena, flore rident vario prata iam serena, salit cetus avium silve per amena, chorus promit iam gaudia millena.
but, when it comes to seizing an opportunity she is bald.
On Fortune’s throne I used to sit raised up, crowned with the many-coloured flowers of prosperity; though I may have flourished happy and blessed, now I fall from the peak deprived of glory. The wheel of Fortune turns; I go down, demeaned; another is raised up; far too high up sits the king at the summitlet him fear ruin! for under the axis is written Queen Hecuba.
SPRING
3. The merry face of spring
The merry face of spring turns to the world, sharp winter now flees, vanquished; bedecked in various colours Flora reigns, the harmony of the woods praises her in song. Ah! Lying in Flora’s lap Phoebus once more smiles, now covered in many-coloured flowers, Zephyr breathes nectarScented breezes. Let us rush to compete for love’s prize. Ah! In harp-like tones sings the sweet nightingale, with many flowers the joyous meadows are laughing, a flock of birds rises up through the pleasant forests, virgin the chorus of maidens already promises a thousand joys. Ah!
4. Omnia sol temperat
Omnia sol temperat purus et subtilis, novo mundo reserat faciem Aprilis, ad amorem properat animus herilis et iocundis imperat deus puerilis. Rerum tanta novitas in solemni vere et veris auctoritas jubet nos gaudere; vias prebet solitas, et in tuo vere fides est et probitas tuum retinere. Ama me fideliter, fidem meam noto: de corde totaliter et ex mente tota sum presentialiter absens in remota, quisquis amat taliter, volvitur in rota.
5. Ecce gratum
Ecce gratum et optatum Ver reducit gaudia, purpuratum floret pratum, Sol serenat omnia. Iamiam cedant tristia! Estas redit, nunc recedit
Hyemis sevitia. Iam liquescit et decrescit grando, nix et cetera; bruma fugit, et iam sugit Ver Estatis ubera; illi mens est misera, qui nec vivit, nec lascivit sub Estatis dextera. Gloriantur et letantur in melle dulcedinis,
4. The sun warms everything The sun warms everything, pure and gentle, once again it reveals to the world April’s face, the soul of man is urged towards love and joys are governed by the boy-god. All this rebirth in spring’s festivity and spring’s power bids us to rejoice; it shows us paths we know well, and in your springtime it is true and right to keep what is yours. Love me faithfully! See how I am faithful: with all my heart and with all my soul, I am with you even when I am far away. Whosoever loves this much turns on the wheel.
5. Behold, the pleasant spring Behold, the pleasant and longed-for spring brings back joyfulness, violet flowers fill the meadows, the sun brightens everything, sadness is now at an end! Summer returns, now withdraw the rigours of winter. Ah! Now melts and disappears ice, snow and the rest, winter flees, and now spring sucks at summer’s breast: a wretched soul is he who does not live or lust under summer’s rule. Ah! They glory and rejoice in honeyed sweetness
qui conantur, ut utantur
premio Cupidinis: simus jussu Cypridis gloriantes et letantes pares esse Paridis.
UF DEM ANGER
7. Floret silva nobilis
Floret silva nobilis floribus et foliis. Ubi est antiquus meus amicus?
Hinc equitavit, eia, quis me amabit?
Floret silva undique, nah min gesellen ist mir we. Gruonet der walt allenthalben, wa ist min geselle alse lange?
Der ist geriten hinnen, o wi, wer sol mich minnen?
8. Chramer, gip die varwe mir
Chramer, gip die varwe mir, die min wengel roete, damit ich die jungen man an ir dank der minnenliebe noete.
Seht mich an, jungen man! lat mich iu gevallen!
Minnet, tugentliche man, minnecliche frouwen! minne tuot iu hoch gemout unde lat iuch in hohen eren schouwen
Seht mich an jungen man! lat mich iu gevallen! Wol dir, werit, daz du bist also freudenriche! ich will dir sin undertan durch din liebe immer sicherliche.
Seht mich an, jungen man! lat mich iu gevallen!
who strive to make use of Cupid’s prize; at Venus’ command let us glory and rejoice in being Paris’ equals. Ah!
IN THE MEADOW
7. The noble woods are burgeoning
The noble woods are burgeoning with flowers and leaves. Where is the lover I knew? Ah!
He has ridden off! Oh! Who will love me? Ah! The woods are burgeoning all over, I am pining for my lover. The woods are turning green all over, why is my lover away so long? Ah! He has ridden off, Oh woe, who will love me? Ah!
8. Shopkeeper, give me color Shopkeeper, give me color to make my cheeks red, so that I can make the young men love me, against their will. Look at me, young men!
Let me please you! Good men, love women worthy of love! Love ennobles your spirit and gives you honour. Look at me young men!
Let me please you! Hail, world, so rich in joys! I will be obedient to you because of the pleasures you afford. Look at me, young men!
Let me please you!
9. Reie
Swaz hie gat umbe, daz sint alles megede, die wellent an man allen disen sumer gan! Chume, chum, geselle min, ih enbite harte din, ih enbite harte din, chume, chum, geselle min. Suzer rosenvarwer munt, chum un mache mich gesunt chum un mache mich gesunt, suzer rosenvarwer munt.
10. Were diu werlt alle min
Were diu werlt alle min von deme mere unze an den Rin des wolt ih mih darben, daz diu chunegin von Engellant lege an minen armen.
IN TABERNA
11. Estuans interius
Estuans interius ira vehementi in amaritudine loquor mee menti: factus de materia, cinis elementi similis sum folio, de quo ludunt venti. Cum sit enim proprium viro sapienti supra petram ponere sedem fundamenti, stultus ego comparor luvio labenti, sub eodem tramite nunquam permanenti. Feror ego veluti sine nauta navis, ut per vias aeris vaga fertur avis; non me tenent vincula, non me tenet clavis, quero mihi similes et adiungor pravis. Mihi cordis gravitas res videtur gravis;
9. Round dance
Those who go round and round are all maidens, they want to do without a man all summer long. Ah! Sla! Come, come, my love, I long for you, I long for you, come, come, my love. Sweet rose-red lips, come and make me better, come and make me better, sweet rose-red lips.
10. Were all the world mine Were all the world mine from the sea to the Rhine, I would starve myself of it so that the queen of England might lie in my arms.
IN THE TAVERN
11. Burning Inside Burning inside with violent anger, bitterly I speak to my heart: created from matter, of the ashes of the elements, I am like a leaf played with by the winds. If it is the way of the wise man to build foundations on stone, then I am a fool, like a flowing stream, which in its course never changes. I am carried along like a ship without a steersman, and in the paths of the air like a light, hovering bird; chains cannot hold me, keys cannot imprison me, I look for people like me and join the wretches. The heaviness of my heart seems like a burden to me;
iocis est amabilis dulciorque favis; quicquid Venus imperat, labor est suavis, que nunquam in cordibus habitat ignavis. Via lata gradior more iuventutis, inplicor et vitiis immemor virtutis, voluptatis avidus magis quam salutis, mortuus in anima curam gero cutis.
12. Cignus ustus cantat
Olim lacus colueram, olim pulcher extiteram, dum cignus ego fueram. Miser, miser! modo niger et ustus fortiter! Girat, regirat garcifer; me rogus urit fortiter; propinat me nunc dapifer, Nunc in scutella iaceo, et volitare nequeo dentes frendentes video.
13. Ego sum abbas
Ego sum abbas Cucaniensis et consilium meum est cum bibulis, et in secta Decii voluntas mea est, et qui mane me quesierit in taberna, post vesperam nudus egredietur, et sic denudatus veste clamabit: Wafna, wafna! quid fecisti sors turpassi Nostre vite gaudia abstulisti omnia!
14. In taberna quando sumus
In taberna quando sumus non curamus quid sit humus, sed ad ludum properamus, cui semper insudamus. Quid agatur in taberna ubi nummus est pincerna, hoc est opus ut queratur,
it is pleasant to joke and sweeter than honeycomb; whatever Venus commands is a sweet duty, she never dwells in a lazy heart. I travel the broad path as is the way of youth, I give myself to vice, unmindful of virtue, I am eager for the pleasures of the flesh more than for salvation, my soul is dead, so I shall look after the flesh.
12. The Roast Swan
Once I lived on lakes, once I looked beautiful when I was a swan. Misery me! Now black and roasting fiercely! The servant is turning me on the spit; I am burning fiercely on the pyre: the steward now serves me up. Now I lie on a plate, and cannot fly anymore, I see bared teeth.
13. I am the abbot
I am the abbot of Cockaigne and my assembly is one of drinkers, and I wish to be in the order of Decius, and whoever searches me out at the tavern in the morning, after Vespers he will leave naked, and thus stripped of his clothes he will call out: Woe! Woe! what have you done, vilest Fate? the joys of my life you have taken all away!
14. When we are in the tavern
When we are in the tavern, we do not think how we will go to dust, but we hurry to gamble, which always makes us sweat. What happens in the tavern, where money is host, you may well ask,
si quid loquar, audiatur. Quidam ludunt, quidam bibunt, quidam indiscrete vivunt.
Sed in ludo qui morantur, ex his quidam denudantur quidam ibi vestiuntur, quidam saccis induuntur.
Ibi nullus timet mortem sed pro Baccho mittunt sortem: Primo pro nummata vini, ex hac bibunt libertini; semel bibunt pro captivis, post hec bibunt ter pro vivis, quater pro Christianis cunctis quinquies pro fidelibus defunctis, sexies pro sororibus vanis, septies pro militibus silvanis. Octies pro fratribus perversis, nonies pro monachis dispersis, decies pro navigantibus undecies pro discordaniibus, duodecies pro penitentibus, tredecies pro iter agentibus. Tam pro papa quam pro rege bibunt omnes sine lege. Bibit hera, bibit herus, bibit miles, bibit clerus, bibit ille, bibit illa, bibit servis cum ancilla, bibit velox, bibit piger, bibit albus, bibit niger, bibit constans, bibit vagus, bibit rudis, bibit magnus. Bibit pauper et egrotus, bibit exul et ignotus, bibit puer, bibit canus, bibit presul et decanus, bibit soror, bibit frater, bibit anus, bibit mater, bibit ista, bibit ille, bibunt centum, bibunt mille. Parum sexcente nummate durant, cum immoderate bibunt omnes sine meta. Quamvis bibant mente leta, sic nos rodunt omnes gentes et sic erimus egentes. Qui nos rodunt confundantur et cum iustis non scribantur.
and hear what I say. Some gamble, some drink, some behave loosely. But of those who gamble, some are stripped bare, some win their clothes here, some are dressed in sacks. Here no-one fears death, but they throw the dice in the name of Bacchus. First of all it is to the wine-merchant the libertines drink, one for the prisoners, three for the living, four for all Christians, five for the faithful dead, six for the loose sisters, seven for the footpads in the wood, Eight for the errant brethren, nine for the dispersed monks, ten for the seamen, eleven for the squabblers, twelve for the penitent, thirteen for the wayfarers. To the Pope as to the king they all drink without restraint. The mistress drinks, the master drinks, the soldier drinks, the priest drinks, the man drinks, the woman drinks, the servant drinks with the maid, the swift man drinks, the lazy man drinks, the white man drinks, the black man drinks, the settled man drinks, the wanderer drinks, the stupid man drinks, the wise man drinks, The poor man drinks, the sick man drinks, the exile drinks, and the stranger, the boy drinks, the old man drinks, the bishop drinks, and the deacon, the sister drinks, the brother drinks, the old lady drinks, the mother drinks, this man drinks, that man drinks, a hundred drink, a thousand drink. Six hundred pennies would hardly suffice, if everyone drinks immoderately and immeasurably. However much they cheerfully drink we are the ones whom everyone scolds, and thus we are destitute. May those who slander us be cursed and may their names not be written in the book of the righteous.
COUR D’AMOURS
15. Amor volat undique
Amor volat undique, captus est libidine. Iuvenes, iuvencule coniunguntur merito. Siqua sine socio, caret omni gaudio; tenet noctis infima sub intimo cordis in custodia: fit res amarissima.
16. Dies, nox et omnia
Dies, nox et omnia michi sunt contraria; virginum colloquia me fay planszer, oy suvenz suspirer, plu me fay temer. O sodales, ludite, vos qui scitis dicite michi mesto parcite, grand ey dolur, attamen consulite per voster honur. Tua pulchra facies me fay planszer milies, pectus habet glacies. A remender statim vivus fierem per un baser.
17. Stetit puella
Stetit puella rufa tunica; si quis eam tetigit, tunica crepuit. Eia. Eia!
Stetit puella tamquam rosula; facie splenduit, os eius fioruit. Eia. Eia!
THE COURT OF LOVE
15. Cupid flies everywhere Cupid flies everywhere seized by desire. Young men and women are rightly coupled. The girl without a lover misses out on all pleasures, she keeps the dark night hidden in the depth of her heart; it is a most bitter fate.
16. Day, night and everything Day, night and everything is against me, the chattering of maidens makes me weep, and often sigh, and, most of all, scares me. O friends, you are making fun of me, you do not know what you are saying, spare me, sorrowful as I am, great is my grief, advise me at least, by your honour. Your beautiful face, makes me weep a thousand times, your heart is of ice. As a cure, I would be revived by a kiss.
17. A girl stood
A girl stood in a red tunic; if anyone touched it, the tunic rustled. Ah!
A girl stood like a little rose: her face was radiant and her mouth in bloom. Ah!
18. Circa mea pectora
Circa mea pectora multa sunt suspiria de tua pulchritudine, que me ledunt misere. Mandaliet, min geselle chumet niet. Tui lucent oculi sicut solis radii, sicut splendor fulguris lucem donat tenebris. Vellet deus, vallent dii quod mente proposui: ut eius virginea reserassem vincula.
19. Si puer cum puellula
Si puer cum puellula moraretur in cellula, felix coniunctio. Amore suscrescente pariter e medio avulso procul tedio, fit ludus ineffabilis membris, lacertis, labii.
20. Veni, veni, venias
Veni, veni, venias Veni, veni, venias, ne me mori facias, hyrca, hyrce, nazaza, trillirivos... Pulchra tibi facies oculorum acies, capillorum series, o quam clara species! Rosa rubicundior, lilio candidior omnibus formosior, semper in te glorior!
21. In truitina
In truitina mentis dubia fluctuant contraria lascivus amor et pudicitia. Sed eligo quod video, collum iugo prebeo: ad iugum tamen suave transeo.
18. In my heart
In my heart there are many sighs for your beauty, which wound me sorely. Mandaliet, my lover does not come. Your eyes shine like the rays of the sun, like the flashing of lightening which brightens the darkness. May God grant, may the gods grant what I have in mind: that I may loose the chains of her virginity.
19. If a boy with a girl
If a boy with a girl tarries in a little room, happy is their coupling. Love rises up, and between them prudery is driven away, an ineffable game begins in their limbs, arms and lips.
20. Come, come, O come Come, come, O come Come, come, O come, do not let me die, hycra, hycre, nazaza, trillirivos!
Beautiful is your face, the gleam of your eye, your braided hair, what a glorious creature! redder than the rose, whiter than the lily, lovelier than all others, I shall always glory in you!
21. In the balance
In the wavering balance of my feelings set against each other lascivious love and modesty. But I choose what I see, and submit my neck to the yoke; I yield to the sweet yoke.
22. Tempus es iocundum
Tempus es iocundum, o virgines, modo congaudete vos iuvenes. Oh, oh, oh, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Mea me confortat promissio, mea me deportat. Tempore brumali vir patiens, animo vernali lasciviens. Mea mecum ludit virginitas, mea me detrudit simplicitas. Veni, domicella, cum gaudio, veni, veni, pulchra, iam pereo.
23. Dulcissime
Dulcissime, totam tibi subdo me!
BLANZIFLOR ET HELENA
24. Ave formosissima Ave formosissima, gemma pretiosa, ave decus virginum, virgo gloriosa, ave mundi luminar, ave mundi rosa, Blanziflor et Helena, Venus generosa!
22. This is the joyful time This is the joyful time, O maidens, rejoice with them, young men! Oh! Oh! Oh!
I am bursting out all over! I am burning all over with first love! New, new love is what I am dying of! I am heartened by my promise, I am downcast by my refusal. In the winter man is patient, the breath of spring makes him lust. My virginity makes me frisky, my simplicity holds me back. Come, my mistress, with joy, come, come, my pretty, I am dying!
23. Sweetest one Sweetest one! Ah! I give myself to you totally!
BLANCHEFEUR AND HELEN
24. Hail, most beautiful one Hail, most beautiful one, precious jewel, Hail, pride among virgins, glorious virgin, Hail, light of the world, Hail, rose of the world, Blanchefleur and Helen, noble Venus!
25. O Fortuna
O Fortuna
velut luna statu variabilis, semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem, egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem. Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus
semper dissolubilis, obumbrata et velata
michi quoque niteris; nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.
Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria, est affectus et defectus semper in angaria. Hac in hora sine mora
corde pulsum tangite; quod per sortem sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite!
FORTUNE, EMPRESS OF THE WORLD
25. O Fortune O Fortune, like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice. Fate - monstrous and empty, you whirling wheel, you are malevolent, well-being is vain and always fades to nothing, shadowed and veiled you plague me too; now through the game I bring my bare back to your villainy. Fate is against me in health and virtue, driven on and weighted down, always enslaved. So at this hour without delay pluck the vibrating strings; since Fate strikes down the strong man, everyone weep with me!
Carmina Burana
Carl Orff (1895-1982)
