Dream of the Grand Lyceum
Sunday morning, July 10th, I dream I am part of an acting company rehearsing a play. It is mostly complete, but the director is unsettled because there is no music for the “Grand Lyceum” scene. In this scene, the court of the Fairy Folk walk along in a parade, and the director wanted words and music for it. I tell him I can do that, so I set about the task.
“The King’s horse returned!
We’re honored by his presence.
Let every voice within this Court
Be raised high aloft!
The Queen too shall ride
And trouble soon shall ceaseth
She mounts the steed and Heavenward
Our world sits astride!”
I knew I needed to write this in four voices (harmony), so I hit upon using the dispersed harmony method found in the Sacred Harp, a book of tunes and hymns I really do sing from with other singers regularly. The tune I was borrowing from is the one Temperance song that survives in the 1991 Sacred Harp, #334 “Oh Come Away.” Before I could finish this project I actually wandered into a sacred grove and discovered a horse with a saddle. The horse was gentle and wise beyond its years, and we immediately bonded. He let me mount him and we trotted in a circle, before another human arrived and I dismounted. The other image from this dream is a troubling array of white doves lying dead upon the ground. I understood that these doves would still be of use somehow in the Working which was to follow.
Upon waking, I wondered if the play was Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” and I also wondered about the word Lyceum, which, I was astonished to find, meant more than school auditorium educational events, but was “a temple dedicated to Apollo Lyceus (‘Apollo of aurora’ or ‘Apollo the enlighter’),” according to the Wikipedia entry.
The Lyceum was where Aristotle walked with students while teaching. The fairies paraded, beautifully attired, the horse trotted. Oh, come, come away!