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Productions: 1976 -
Man the Measure of all Things
This production involved a great deal of chorus work
and incorporated a number of texts from Sophocles to T.S. Eliot.
A selection of these appear (in random order) below......
Ode
from Sophocles' Antigone
Numberless are the world's wonders, but
none
More wonderful than man: the stormgrey sea
Yields to
his prows, the huge crests bear him high;
Earth, holy and
inexhaustible, is graven
With shining furrows where his
ploughs have gone
Year after year, the timeless labour of
stallions.
The lightboned birds and beasts that cling to
cover,
The lithe fish lighting their reaches of dim
water,
All are taken, tamed in the net of his mind;
The
lion on the hill, the wild horse windy-maned,
Resign to him,
and his blunt yoke has broken
The sultry shoulders of the
mountain bull.
Words also, and thought as rapid as
air,
He fashions to his good use; statecraft is his,
And
his the skill that deflects the arrows of snow,
The spears of
winter rain: from every wind
He has made himself secure -
from all but one:
In the late wind of death he cannot
stand.
O clear intelligence, oh force beyond all
measure,
O fate of man, working both good and evil!
When
the laws are kept, how proudly his city stands!
When the laws
are broken, what of his city then?
 
Echoing silence
Darkness lit up by
beams
Light
Seeking its counterpart
In
melody
Stillness
Striving for liberation
In a
word
Life
In dust
In shadow
How seldom growth and
blossom
How seldom fruit.
from Markings
- Dag Hammarskjold
Akhenaton's Hymn to the Sun
Thy dawning is beautiful in the horizon of the
sky,
O living Aten, beginning of life!
When thou risest in
the eastern horizon,
thou fillest every land with thy
beauty.....
Man's thoughts reach out into the origins.
What as shadow he has thought,
what as phantom he has
lived
emerges from the moulded world
of whose
abundance
men, when thinking
dream in shadows,
of
whose abundance
men, when seeing
live in phantoms.
(from The Portal of Initiation, R.S)
 
Give me a pure heart - that I may see Thee,
A
humble heart - that I may hear Thee,
A heart of love -
that I may serve Thee,
A heart of faith - that I may
abide in Thee.
from Markings, Dag
Hammarskjold
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The Temple Legend
Written by Douglas Waugh this production,
melding movement, drama and music, was inspired by the
creation of the Temple of Solomon. The music was
composed and played by Markus
Harkness.
Solomon, Balkis and
musician
Marj Waugh, eurythmist and long time colleague of
Mechthild, in The Temple Legend.
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