Bantock: Omar Khayam

DISC 1

1 [Prelude -] 5:54

2 Chorus: 'Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flight' - 2:08

3 Chorus: 'Before the phantom of false morning died' - 2:28

4 The Poet: 'And as the cock crew, those who stood before' - 2:20

5 The Poet: 'Now the new year reviving old desires' - 1:45

6 The Poet: 'Iram indeed is gone with all his rose' - 2:25

7 Chorus: 'Whether at Naishápúr or Babylon' - 2:14

8 The Beloved: 'Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say' - 1:34

9 The Poet: 'With me along the strip of herbage strown' - 6:49

10 Chorus: 'Some for the glories of this world; and some' - 2:06

11 The Beloved: 'Look to the blowing Rose about us - 'Lo''' - 1:32

12 Chorus: 'Think, in this battered caravanserai' - 2:09

13 The Poet: 'I sometimes think that never blows so red' - 1:59

14 The Poet: 'Ah, my Beloved, fill the cup that clears' - 1:55

15 Chorus: 'Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend' - 2:57

16 The Beloved: 'Alike for those who for To-day prepare' - 2:46

17 The Philosopher: 'Myself when young did eagerly frequent' - 2:33

18 Chorus: 'What, without asking, hither hurried Whence?' - 1:21

19 The Poet: 'Up from earth's centre through the seventh gate' - 2:51

20 Chorus: 'Earth could not answer; nor the seas that mourn' - 2:25

21 The Poet: 'Then of THEE IN ME who works behind' - 0:52

22 The Poet: 'Then to the lip of this poor earthen urn' - 2:34

23 The Philosopher: 'I think the vessel, that with fugitive' 2:23

DISC 2

1 The Beloved: 'As then the tulip for her morning sup' - 3:39

2 The Beloved: 'So when that Angel of the darker drink' - 2:18

3 Chorus: ''Tis but a tent where takes his one day's rest' - 2:32

4 The Beloved and the Poet: 'When you and I behind the veil are past' - 4:01

5 [Interlude:] The Desert - 1:35

6 The Caravan - 2:58

7 Chorus: 'A moment's halt - a momentary taste' - 3:35

8 The Philosopher: 'Would you that spangle of Existence spend' - 2:37

9 The Philosopher: 'A moment guessed - then back behind the fold' - 2:34

10 Chorus: 'Waste not your hour, nor in the vain pursuit' - 4:09

11 Chorus: 'Better be jocund with the fruitful grape' 2:59

Part II

12 The Philosopher: 'You know, my Friends, with what a brave carouse' - 2:11

13 The Philosopher: 'Ah, but my computations, people say' - 1:40

14 The Philosopher and Chorus: 'and 'twas - the Grape!' - 2:42

Chorus: 'The Grape that can with logic absolute' -

15 Chorus: 'The mighty Mahmúd, Allah-breathing Lord' - 3:38

16 The Philosopher: 'Why, be this Juice the growth of God, who dare' - 1:29

17 The Philosopher: 'I must abjure the Balm of Life, I must' - 1:42

18 Chorus: 'Oh threats of Hell and hopes of Paradise!' - 3:17

19 Chorus: 'The Revelation of devout and learn'd' - 1:47

20 Chorus: 'We are no other than a moving row' - 3:19

21 The Beloved: 'The Moving finger writes; and, having writ' - 1:41

22 The Beloved and the Poet: 'And that inverted bowl we call the sky' - 1:36

23 The Poet: 'With Earth's first clay they did the last man knead' - 2:10

24 The Philosopher: 'I tell you this - when, started from the goal' - 3:30

25 The Beloved, the Poet and the Philosopher: 'What! out of senseless Nothing to provoke' - 4:41

26 Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet and the Philosopher: 'Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin' - 1:46

27 Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet and the Philospher: 'Oh Thou, who Man of baser earth didst make' 2:36

DISC 3

1 Introduction 'The Fast of Ramazán' - 2:47

2 Worshippers in the Mosque - 4:10

3 The Philosopher: 'As under cover of departing day' - 1:00

4 Chorus: 'Shapes of all sorts and sizes, great and small' - 2:07

5 First Pot: 'Said one among them - 'Surely not in vain'' - 6:36

6 Chorus: 'So while the vessels one by one were speaking' - 1:55

7 The Philosopher: 'Ah, with the grape my fading life provide' - 2:26

8 The Philosopher: 'Indeed the idol I have loved so long' - 1:48

9 The Philosopher: 'And much as wine has play'd the infidel' - 2:14

10 The Poet: 'Yet ah, that Spring should vanish with the rose!' - 2:35

11 The Poet: 'Would but the desert of the fountain yield' - 6:34

12 Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet and the Philosopher: 'Yon rising moon that looks for us again' - 1:33

13 Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet and the Philosopher: 'And when like her, oh Sáki, you shall pass' 4:15