Berger set a clever Benjamin Franklin text in this vigorous and musically satisfying work. Beginning in unison, successive verses display a variety of choral textures that capture the rich sonorities of a

A forlorn sailor stares out to sea, longing for the one left behind as "whispers on the water" summon memories of home. This contemplative choral is deep in meaning, rich in texture, and replete with

"I wish I were a dove and had wings and could fly; this night to my love's window...by the soft moonlight all night I would wait, and think of pretty Saro 'til the rosy dawn of day." This soulful