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| Santa Cecilia. |
Mañana dia 22 de noviembre es el dia de Santa Cecilia patrona de los musicos, y para celebrarlo os traigo a dos de los grandes, con dos obras muy bellas dedicadas a este dia.Mañana a despertarse escuchando estas dos maravillas.
Henry Purcell - Ode to St,Cecilia 17:45
1 Symphony (overture): Introduction—Canzona—Adagio—Allegro—Grave—Allegro (repeat)
2 Recitative (bass) and chorus: Hail! Bright Cecilia
3 Duet ('treble' [though range would suggest alto] and bass): Hark! hark! each tree
4 Air (countertenor): 'Tis Nature’s voice
5 Chorus: Soul of the world
6 Air (soprano) and chorus: Thou tun’st this world
7 Trio (alto, tenor and bass): With that sublime celestial lay
8 Air (bass): Wondrous machine!
9 Air (countertenor): The airy violin
10 Duet (countertenor and tenor): In vain the am’rous flute
11 Air (countertenor): The fife and all the harmony of war
12 Duet (two basses): Let these among themselves contest
13 Chorus: Hail! Bright Cecilia, hail to thee
2. Hail! Bright Cecilia, Hail! fill ev'ry Heart!
With Love of thee and thy Celestial Art;
That thine and Musick's Sacred Love
May make the British Forest prove
As Famous as Dodona's Vocal Grove.
3. Hark! hark! each Tree its silence breaks,
The Box and Fir to talk begin!
This is the sprightly Violin
That in the Flute distinctly speaks!
'Twas Sympathy their list'ning Brethren drew,
When to the Thracian Lyre with leafy Wings they flew.
4. 'Tis Natures's Voice; thro' all the moving Wood
Of Creatures understood:
The Universal Tongue to none
Of all her num'rous Race unknown!
From her it learnt the mighty Art
To court the Ear or strike the Heart:
At once the Passions to express and move;
We hear, and straight we grieve or hate, rejoice or love:
In unseen Chains it does the Fancy bind;
At once it charms the Sense and captivates the Mind
5. Soul of the World! Inspir'd by thee,
The jarring Seeds of Matter did agree,
Thou didst the scatter'd Atoms bind,
Which, by thy Laws of true proportion join'd,
Made up of various Parts one perfect Harmony.
6. Thou tun'st this World below, the Spheres above,
Who in the Heavenly Round to their own Music move.
7. With that sublime Celestial Lay
Can any Earthly Sounds compare?
If any Earthly Music dare,
The noble Organ may.
From Heav'n its wondrous Notes were giv'n,
(Cecilia oft convers'd with Heaven,)
Some Angel of the Sacred Choire
Did with his Breath the Pipes inspire;
And of their Notes above the just Resemblance gave,
Brisk without Lightness, without Dulness Grave.
8. Wondrous Machine!
To thee the Warbling Lute,
Though us'd to Conquest, must be forc'd to yield:
With thee unable to dispute.
9. The Airy Violin
And lofty Viol quit the Field;
In vain they tune their speaking Strings
To court the cruel Fair, or praise Victorious Kings.
Whilst all thy consecrated Lays
Are to more noble Uses bent;
And every grateful Note to Heav'n repays
The Melody it lent.
10. In vain the Am'rous Flute and soft Guitarr,
Jointly labour to inspire
Wanton Heat and loose Desire;
Whilst thy chaste Airs do gentle move
Seraphic Flames and Heav'nly Love.
11. The Fife and all the Harmony of War,
In vain attempt the Passions to alarm,
Which thy commanding Sounds compose and charm.
12. Let these amongst themselves contest,
Which can discharge its single Duty best.
Thou summ'st their diff'ring Graces up in One,
And art a Consort of them All within thy Self alone.
13. Hail! Bright Cecilia, Hail to thee!
Great Patroness of Us and Harmony!
Who, whilst among the Choir above
Thou dost thy former Skill improve,
With Rapture of Delight dost see
Thy Favourite Art
Make up a Part
Of infinite Felicity.
Hail! Bright Cecilia, Hail to thee!
Great Patroness of Us and Harmony!
Henry Purcell - Psaume 102 2:30
Geor Friedrich Haendel - Ode to St,Cecilia 47:50
1 - Overture: Larghetto e staccato—allegro—minuet
2 - Recitative (tenor): From harmony, from heavenly harmony
3 - Chorus: From harmony, from heavenly harmony
4 - Aria (soprano): What passion cannot music raise and quell!
5 - Aria (tenor) and Chorus: The trumpet's loud clangour
6 - March
7 - Aria (soprano): The soft complaining flute
8 - Aria (tenor): Sharp violins proclaim their jealous pangs
9 - Aria (soprano): But oh! What art can teach
10 - Aria (soprano): Orpheus could lead the savage race
11 - Recitative (soprano): But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher
12 - Grand Chorus with (soprano): As from the power of sacred lays
Texto
Movements
From Harmony (Recit)
2 - TENOR: From harmony, from heavenly harmony
This universal frame began.
When nature, underneath a heap
Of jarring atoms lay,
And could not heave her head.
The tuneful Voice, was heard from high,
Arise! Arise!
Arise ye more than dead!
Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry,
In order to their stations leap!
And music's power obey!
And music's power obey!
From Harmony (Chorus)
3 - CHORUS: From harmony, from heavenly harmony,
This universal frame began.
Through all the compass of the notes it ran,
The diapason closing full in man.
What Passion Cannot Music Raise and Quell
4 - SOPRANO: What passion cannot music raise, and quell?
When Jubal struck the chorded shell,
His listening brethren stood 'round.
And wondering on their faces fell,
To worship that celestial sound!
Less than a god they thought there could not dwell
Within the hollow of that shell
That spoke so sweetly and so well.
What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
The Trumpet's Loud Clangour
5 - TENOR: The trumpet's loud clangour excites us to arms,
With shrill notes of anger and mortal alarms,
The double-double-double beat,
Of the thund'ring drum,
Cries hark! Hark! Cries hark the foes come!
Charge! Charge! Charge! Charge!
'Tis too late, 'tis too late to retreat!
Charge 'tis too late, too late to retreat!
The Soft Complaining Flute
7 - SOPRANO: The soft complaining flute
In dying notes discovers
The woes of hopeless lovers,
Whose dirge is whispered by the warbling lute.
Sharp Violins Proclaim
8 - TENOR: Sharp violins proclaim,
Their jealous pangs,
And desperation!
Fury, frantic indignation!
Depth of pains, and height of passion,
For the fair disdainful dame!
But Oh! What Art Can Teach
9 - SOPRANO: But oh! what art can teach,
What human voice can reach
The sacred organ's praise?
Notes inspiring holy love,
Notes that wing their heavenly ways
To join the choirs above.
Orpheus Could Lead The Savage Race
10 - SOPRANO: Orpheus could lead the savage race,
And trees uprooted left their place
Sequacious of the lyre:
But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher:
When to her Organ vocal breath was given
An Angel heard, and straight appeared –
Mistaking Earth for Heaven.
As From The Power Of Sacred Lays
11 - SOPRANO: As from the power of sacred lays
The spheres began to move,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the blest above;
So when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
The trumpet shall be heard on high,
12 - CHORUS: The dead shall live, the living die,
And music shall untune the sky
Post y Descarga de:"ALL THE TALENS THEY HAVE LENT YOU"
http://exceededharmony.blogspot.com.es/2011/01/purcellhandel-odes-for-st-cecilias-day.html
Una grabacion historica con la version en aleman del la oda de Haendel :
Una mas actual.
