Composer: J. David MooreDetailsFormat: Mixed Choir - 5 voices or moreVoicing: SSATTBAccompaniment: obbligato instrument(s)Instrumentation: hornNotation: standardPerformance Length: 4:05 Study Scores & Audio FilesStudy Score & Audio Order Printed ScoresPublisher: Fresh Ayre Music Texts & TranslationsLanguage(s): EnglishText Source: William ShakespeareText: To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers’ pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived: For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred: Ere you were born was beauty’s summer dead. Programming AidsPerformance Difficulty: moderateSeasonal Usage: SummerDescriptive Terms: marriagecelebrationanniversarymature lovepartnershipAllow Excerpts: Composition is a single movementComposer’s Notes: Sonnet 104 describes a love that retains its youthful blush, even after the passing of time. Additional InformationDate of Completion: April, 2007Date of First Performance: Friday, June 1, 2007Premier Performance Data: The Sapphire Consort ( James Miller, cond), Wisconsin Rapids, WI