Masses Catalog
Missa Symbolum Nicenum: Santus Ossana, Benedictus, Agnus Dei et Dona Nobis Pacem, spater gennant: Messe in h-moll [Mass in B-minor] BWV 232
Bach, Johann Sebastian, Missa Symbolum Nicenum: Santus Ossana, Benedictus, Agnus Dei et Dona Nobis Pacem, spater gennant: Messe in h-moll [Mass in B-minor] BWV 232
Gesamtausgabe: Complete Works; Serie XXIII, Band 1: Series XXIII, Volume 1; Messen Masses No. 1-4
Haydn, Joseph, Gesamtausgabe: Complete Works; Serie XXIII, Band 1: Series XXIII, Volume 1; Messen Masses No. 1-4
Werke: Works; Reihe 23, Band 4: Series 23, Volume 4; Messen Masses Nr. 11, Shoepfungsmesse
Haydn, Joseph, Werke: Works; Reihe 23, Band 4: Series 23, Volume 4; Messen Masses Nr. 11, Shoepfungsmesse
Werke: Works; Reihe 23, Band 2: Series 23, Volume 2; Messen: Masses Nr. 5-8
Haydn, Joseph, Werke: Works; Reihe 23, Band 2: Series 23, Volume 2; Messen: Masses Nr. 5-8
Other Masses books that may be of interest:
- Toller, Ernst; Untermeyer, Louis Untermeyer, Louis Man and the masses (Masse mensch) a play of the social revolution in seven scenes Doubleday, Page & Company Garden City, N.Y. 1924; c1924
by Ernst toller, translated by Louis Untermeyer. The Theatre guild version, with six illustrations from photographs of the Theatre guild production. 20 cm. xxix p., 2 l., 109 p. front., plates. 20 cm. The Theatre guild library
- Wood, Charles Erskine Scott Heavenly discourse Vanguard Press, The New Masses New York 1927; c1927
by Charles Erskine Scott Wood, with drawings by Art Young, frontispiece by Hugo Gellert. "Most of these satires were written for the Masses but only a few were published."--Introd. 19 cm. xv, 325, [1] p. incl. front., plates. 19 cm.
Quotes
THE SNOW-SHOWER
Stand here by my side and turn, I pray, On the lake below thy gentle eyes; The clouds hang over it, heavy and gray, And dark and silent the water lies; And out of that frozen mist the snow In wavering flakes begins to flow; Flake after flake They sink in the dark and silent lake. See how in a living swarm they come From the chambers beyond that misty veil; Some hover in air awhile, and some Rush prone from the sky like summer hail. All, dropping swiftly, or settling slow, Meet, and are still in the depths below; Flake after flake Dissolved in the dark and silent lake. Here delicate snow-stars, out of the cloud, Come floating downward in airy play, Like spangles dropped from the glistening crowd That whiten by night the Milky Way; There broader and burlier masses fall; The sullen water buries them all, - Flake after flake, - All drowned in the dark and silent lake. And some, as on tender wings they glide From their chilly birth-cloud, dim and gray, Are joined in their fall, and, side by side, Come clinging along their unsteady way; As friend with friend, or husband with wife, Makes hand in hand the passage of life; Each mated flake Soon sinks in the dark and silent lake. Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They fling themselves from their shadowy height. The fair, frail creatures of middle sky, What speed they make, with their grave so nigh; Flake after flake To lie in the dark and silent lake. I see in thy gentle eyes a tear; They turn to me in sorrowful thought; Thou thinkest of friends, the good and dear, Who were for a time, and now are not; Like these fair children of cloud and frost, That glisten a moment and then are lost, - Flake after flake, - All lost in the dark and silent lake. Yet look again, for the clouds divide; A gleam of blue on the water lies; And far away, on the mountain-side, A sunbeam falls from the opening skies; But the hurrying host that flew between The cloud and the water no more is seen; Flake after flake, At rest in the dark and silent lake.William Cullen Bryant [1794-1878]