MYTHUS for Choir and Orchestra - Stanza 1 Choir - Digital Sheet Music

This is from a 7 Stanza composition for choir and orchestra with the composer's text as shown below.The pdf contains the Score (in Tabloid Format) and Instrumental Parts and Choir scores (in Letter format).(Note: The Contrabass part requires extension down to C)The sound sample is an electronic preview.Stanza 1 My beloved is born within me, and I within my beloved.We are as the silence between two thoughts,The breath between two tones,The sleep between two dreamsAnd the vaulting emptiness between two eternities.We are our children, and our children are numberless.Let all among them know their parentageAnd rejoice in the beauty of our immense aloneness.Let them eschew the illusions of timeAnd the vanities of finite imagining.Let them conceive only what we are,And in so conceiving engender being beyond becoming.Stanza 2Before they came, She knew no age. She slept in androgynous plenitude Beneath the undulant folds of Her great sister-mother's cloakUntil Her lofty husband-brother smiled radiantly Upon Her dormant consciousness, Quickening visions of a prodigious fecundity.  And when she who had nursed HerLifted the hem of Her shimmering mantle, She beheld that She had brought forth no mere child But Her own living raiment.Stanza 3No fabric was ever more wondrously woven. In Its verdant broideries were writ The veriest mysteries of sun and sky and earth and sea, And when She stretched langourously on Her vast bed of marble, An aura of rich perfumes rose upon the winds And there was a music of leafen whisperings, liquid accents and softly beating wings.Stanza 4When he heard this, Her husband-brother applauded thunderouslyAnd wept with such adoring ardor That She blushed and hid once more Under Her mother's billowing skirts. But by and by She emerged again, demure and chaste, Beneath a veil of singularly fluid delicacy Which rose and fell on Her gentle breast Even as the seasons return and depart. Stanza 5They came in envy, Each scheming and plotting to possess Her for himself. When none prevailed, they drew lots, And every one in turn violated and profaned Her As they would their commonest whore. They begrimed Her immaculate veil And snatched it from Her bosom. They ripped away Her verdant dress, Which tore like the pitiful cry of slaughtered innocents.They bound Her with harsh cords of steel And held Her in thrall with shackles of iron and stone. Her face became encrusted with the scabrous disease of their lust, And foul vapors hung about Her marble bed  Like the stench of burning offal'Round the altar of an abomination. Stanza 6The Old Ones looked on in speechless sorrow,Their supreme might to no avail,For well they knew that liberty regained by force Is liberty twice lost. They could but plead in deep and plangent tones, Which, barely penetrating men's coarse ears, Echoed mutely in the darkness of their hearts And moved none to pity.Stanza 7My beloved dies without me,And I without my beloved,Sundered by the violenceOf opposing thoughts,The fearsome blastOf martial t