Veilige rustplek tegen avondschemer, op bol van Wilde peen aan de bosrand, na lange Patrouillevlucht Koninginnenpage (Papilio machaon) mannetje.
Een patrouillevlucht bij de koninginnenpage (Papilio machaon) is een specifiek territoriaal vlieggedrag van de mannelijke vlinders om een partner te vinden en concurrenten te verjagen.
Wat houdt de patrouillevlucht in?
Territoriumbewaking: Mannetjes vliegen systematisch over een bepaald gebied om de aanwezigheid van vrouwtjes te controleren.
Hill-topping: Dit gedrag vindt vaak plaats rond opvallende punten in het landschap. Denk hierbij aan heuveltoppen, duinen, hoge bomen of markante torens. Dit verzamelgedrag van vlinders op een hoog punt heet hill-topping.
Rivalen verjagen: Tijdens de patrouillevlucht zoeken de mannetjes geen voedsel. Ze richten zich volledig op het verjagen van andere mannetjes die te dichtbij komen.
De paringsvlucht: Zodra een patrouillerend mannetje een vrouwtje ontdekt, vliegen de twee vlinders in een snelle, buitelende vlucht om elkaar heen. Daarna strijken ze samen neer in de vegetatie om te paren.
Text:
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,
Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ on my right, Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down,
Christ in me, Christ when I arise,
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me,
Christ with me.
VOCES8 performs 'The Deer's Cry' by Arvo Pärt at St Vedast Church in London.
"Short description
The choral piece The Deer’s Cry was composed in 2007 on commission from the Louth Contemporary Music Society. Pärt built his piece on a passage from a 5th century text allegedly written by Saint Patrick. Saint Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland, was the one who brought Christianity to Ireland, and is acknowledged as a saint by all Christian Churches. Historians and theologians have called him the Apostle of Ireland for his long and exceptionally intense missionary work.
There is a legend about The Deer’s Cry, the holy lorica* or the breastplate prayer, telling the story of Saint Patrick who, knowing that he and his accompanying monks were being ambushed and likely killed, led his men through the woods reciting that prayer. The enemies saw them in the woods as a mother deer with calves, and Saint Patrick and his men were thus saved.
Just as in several of his choral pieces from the first decade of the 21st century, here too Pärt has distanced himself from strict tintinnabuli technique, instead highlighting the presence of tonality as an inherent feature of Pärt’s compositional system. The harmony of The Deer’s Cry is deeply rooted in A minor, which also emphasises the steadfast nature of the prayer text.
The Deer's Cry premiered on 13 and 14 February 2008 in St. Peter’s Church in Drogheda and St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Dundalk, performed by the State Choir Latvija conducted by Fergus Sheil. The piece is dedicated to Eric Marinitsch from Universal Edition, with whom the composer has been in creative collaboration since the early 1990s.
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* Lorica – in Christian tradition, a prayer recited to summon the power of God for the protection from evil. It was recited before going into the battle, for instance. The Latin word lōrīca means armour or breastplate."
Ik groet het morgenlicht maar of het zich laat groeten de voeten der voorbijgangers laten zich beter groeten wij moeten zeggen zij ondanks het morgenlicht ik knik ze toe houd moed zeg ik het licht maakt je toch blij ze knikken terug maar ze geloven niet ze gaan voorbij.
Het morgenlicht houdt zich nu bezig met de dingen de pasgewassen trams de rails het draad erboven de fietssturen de ramen en de raamkozijnen de dingen kunnen in het morgenlicht geloven het water van een gracht wordt zonder kleren aan zo heilig als de heilige sebastiaan.
En ook de kar de man ernaast de haring op de kar zij roepen eensgezind en zonder dat zij opzien baren het morgenlicht nabij en ook ikzelf ik groet het morgenlicht maar of het zich laat groeten wij moeten zeggen wij dit is het morgenlicht wij moeten zeggen wij het licht is ons gezicht wij moeten zeggen wij het licht gaat eenmaal dicht.
Hans Andreus (1926-1977)
Uit: Muziek voor kijkdieren, De Windroos XII, UM Holland, Amsterdam, 1951.
In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams I don't need another change Still you forced your way Into my scheme of things
You say we're growing Growing heart and soul In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams Sweet name, you're born once again for me Sweet name, you're born once again for me Oh, sweet name, I call you again You're born once again for me Just because I believe, don't mean I don't think as well Don't have to question everything In heaven or hell
Lord, I kneel and offer you My word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light Lord, Lord, MY prayer flies Like a word on a wing My prayer flies Like a word on a wing Does my prayer fit in With your scheme of things?
In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams Sweet name, you're born once again for me Just as long as I can see, I'll never stop this vision flowing I look twice and you're still flowing Just as long as I can walk I'll walk beside you, I'm alive in you Sweet name, you're born once again for me And I'm ready to shape the scheme of things
Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things
Lord, I kneel and offer you My word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land, But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light
Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, my prayer flies Like a word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things
It's safer than a strange land, But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light
Lord, Lord, my prayer flies Like a word on a wing My prayer flies like a word on a wing Does my prayer fit in With your scheme of things?
VOCES8 performs Gabriel Fauré's 'Requiem, Op. 48' with the English Chamber Orchestra, conducted by Barnaby Smith. The performance was filmed at Cadogan Hall, London in 2021 during the height of the pandemic, and this orchestration by Taylor Scott Davis was created especially for the concert.
00:00 Introitus et Kyrie
05:34 Offertorium
13:38 Sanctus
16:54 Pie Jesu
20:41 Agnus Dei
26:30 Libera me
31:35 In Paradisum
TEXT and TRANSLATION
Introit and Kyrie:
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Te decet hymnus, Deus, in Sion,
et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem.
Exaudi orationem meam: ad te omnis caro veniet.
Kyrie eleison. Christe eleison. Kyrie eleison.
Give them eternal rest, Lord,
and may light perpetual shine upon them.
A hymn becomes you, God, in Zion,
and a vow shall be paid to you in Jerusalem.
Hear my prayer: to you all flesh shall come.
Lord, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Lord, have mercy.
Offertory:
O Domine Jesu Christe, rex gloriae,
libera animas defunctorum
de poenis inferni et de profundo lacu.
O Domine Jesu Christe, rex gloriae,
libera animas defunctorum de ore leonis,
ne absorbeat Tartarus, ne cadant in obscurum.
Hostias et preces tibi, Domine, laudis offerimus:
tu suscipe pro animabus illis
quarum hodie memoriam facimus.
Fac eas, Domine, de morte transire ad vitam
quam olim Abrahae promisisti et semini eius. Amen.
O Lord Jesus Christ, king of glory,
deliver the souls of the departed
from the punishments of hell and from the deep lake.
O Lord Jesus Christ, king of glory,
deliver the souls of the departed from the mouth of the lion,
lest Tartarus swallow them up, lest they fall into darkness.
We offer prayers and sacrifices of praise to you, Lord:
you receive them on behalf of those souls
whose memory we recall today.
Cause them, Lord, to pass from death to the life
which you once promised to Abraham and his seed. Amen.
Sanctus:
Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth:
pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis.
Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts:
heaven and earth are full of your glory.
Hosanna in the highest.
Pie Jesu:
Pie Jesu, Domine, dona eis requiem.
Pie Jesu, Domine, dona eis sempiternam requiem.
Blessed Jesus, Lord, give them rest.
Blessed Jesus, Lord, give them eternal rest.
Agnus Dei:
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,
dona eis requiem.
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,
dona eis sempiternam requiem.
Lux aeterna luceat eis, Domine,
cum sanctis tuis in aeternum, quia pius es.
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world,
give them rest.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world,
give them eternal rest.
May eternal light shine on them, Lord,
with your saints for ever, for you are good.
Give them eternal rest, Lord,
and may light perpetual shine upon them.
Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna,
in die illa tremenda:
quando caeli movendi sunt et terra;
dum veneris iudicare saeculum per ignem.
Tremens factus sum ego, et timeo,
dum discussio venerit, atque ventura ira.
Dies illa, dies irae, calamitatis et miseriae,
Dies illa, dies magna et amara valde.
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine,
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Deliver me, Lord, from eternal death,
on that terrible day:
when the heavens and earth will be shaken;
when you will come to judge the age with fire.
I am made to tremble, and I am afraid,
since trial and anger are coming.
That day, a day of anger, disaster and sorrow,
That day, a mighty day, and one exceedingly bitter.
Give them eternal rest, Lord,
and may light perpetual shine upon them.
In Paradisum:
In paradisum deducant angeli:
in tuo adventu suscipiant te martyres,
et perducant te in civitatem sanctam Jerusalem.
Chorus angelorum te suscipiat,
et cum Lazaro quondam paupere,
aeternam habeas requiem.
May the angels lead you into paradise:
may the martyrs receive you as you arrive,
and bring you into the holy city of Jerusalem.
May the choir of angels receive you,
and with Lazarus, once a beggar,
may you have eternal rest.
