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Begin the song, and strike the living lyre! | Begin the song, and strike the living lyre! | ||
Lo! How the years to come, a numerous and well fitted quire, | Lo! How the years to come, a numerous and well fitted quire, | ||
All hand in hand do decently advance, | All hand in hand do decently advance, | ||
And to my song with smooth and equal measures dance. | And to my song with smooth and equal measures dance. | ||
Whilst the dance lasts how long so e'er it be, | Whilst the dance lasts how long so e'er it be, | ||
My music's voice shall bear it company | My music's voice shall bear it company | ||
Till all gentle notes be drown'd | Till all gentle notes be drown'd | ||
In the last trumpet's dreadful sound, | In the last trumpet's dreadful sound, | ||
That to the spheres themselves shall silence bring, | That to the spheres themselves shall silence bring, | ||
Untune the universal string: | Untune the universal string: | ||
Then all the wide extended sky | Then all the wide extended sky | ||
And all th'harmonious world on high | And all th'harmonious world on high | ||
And Virgil's sacred work shall die; | And Virgil's sacred work shall die; | ||
And he himself shall see in one fire shine | And he himself shall see in one fire shine | ||
Rich nature's ancient | Rich nature's ancient | ||
Troy, though built by hands divine. | Troy, though built by hands divine. | ||
Whom thunder's dismal noise | Whom thunder's dismal noise | ||
And all the prophets and apostles louder spake | And all the prophets and apostles louder spake | ||
And all the creatures' plain conspiring voice | And all the creatures' plain conspiring voice | ||
Could not, whilst they liv'd, awake, | Could not, whilst they liv'd, awake, | ||
This mightier sound shall make | This mightier sound shall make | ||
When dead to arise | When dead to arise | ||
And open tombs and open eyes | And open tombs and open eyes | ||
to the long sluggards of five thousand years, | to the long sluggards of five thousand years, | ||
This mightier sound shall make its hearer's ears. | This mightier sound shall make its hearer's ears. | ||
Then shall the scatter'd atoms crowding come, | Then shall the scatter'd atoms crowding come, | ||
Back to their ancient home, | Back to their ancient home, | ||
Some from birds, from fishes some, | Some from birds, from fishes some, | ||
Some from earth, and some from seas, | Some from earth, and some from seas, | ||
Some from beasts, and some from trees, | Some from beasts, and some from trees, | ||
Some descend from clouds on high, | Some descend from clouds on high, | ||
Some from metals upward fly | Some from metals upward fly | ||
And, where th'attending soul naked and shiv'ring stands, | And, where th'attending soul naked and shiv'ring stands, | ||
Meet, salute, and join their hands, | Meet, salute, and join their hands, | ||
As dispers'd soldiers at the trumpet's call | As dispers'd soldiers at the trumpet's call | ||
Haste to their colours all, | Haste to their colours all, | ||
Unhappy most, like tortur'd men, | Unhappy most, like tortur'd men, | ||
Their joints new set, to be new wrack'd again: | Their joints new set, to be new wrack'd again: | ||
To mountains the for shelter pray, | To mountains the for shelter pray, | ||
The mountains shake and run about no less confus'd than they, | The mountains shake and run about no less confus'd than they, | ||
Stop, my muse, allay thy vig'rous heat, | Stop, my muse, allay thy vig'rous heat, | ||
Kindled at a hint so great; | Kindled at a hint so great; | ||
Hold thy Pindaric Pegasus closely in, | Hold thy Pindaric Pegasus closely in, | ||
Which does to rage begin | Which does to rage begin | ||
And this steep hill would gallop up with violent course; | And this steep hill would gallop up with violent course; | ||
'Tis an unruly and hard mouth'd horse, | 'Tis an unruly and hard mouth'd horse, | ||
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Now prances stately and anon flies o'er the place, | Now prances stately and anon flies o'er the place, | ||
Disdains the servile law of any settled pace, | Disdains the servile law of any settled pace, | ||
Conscious and proud of his own nat'ral force, | Conscious and proud of his own nat'ral force, | ||
'Twill no unskilful touch endure, | 'Twill no unskilful touch endure, | ||
But flings writer and reader too that sits not sure.}} | But flings writer and reader too that sits not sure.}} | ||
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- Editor: Lewis Jones (submitted 2010-05-24). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 80 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Edited from facsimile.
General Information
Title: Begin the Song (The Resurrection)
Composer: Henry Purcell
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Bass solo
Genre: Sacred, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: Basso continuo
First published: 1688
Description: From Abraham Cowley's "Pindarick" Odes.
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Original text and translations
English text
Begin the song, and strike the living lyre!
Lo! How the years to come, a numerous and well fitted quire,
All hand in hand do decently advance,
And to my song with smooth and equal measures dance.
Whilst the dance lasts how long so e'er it be,
My music's voice shall bear it company
Till all gentle notes be drown'd
In the last trumpet's dreadful sound,
That to the spheres themselves shall silence bring,
Untune the universal string:
Then all the wide extended sky
And all th'harmonious world on high
And Virgil's sacred work shall die;
And he himself shall see in one fire shine
Rich nature's ancient
Troy, though built by hands divine.
Whom thunder's dismal noise
And all the prophets and apostles louder spake
And all the creatures' plain conspiring voice
Could not, whilst they liv'd, awake,
This mightier sound shall make
When dead to arise
And open tombs and open eyes
to the long sluggards of five thousand years,
This mightier sound shall make its hearer's ears.
Then shall the scatter'd atoms crowding come,
Back to their ancient home,
Some from birds, from fishes some,
Some from earth, and some from seas,
Some from beasts, and some from trees,
Some descend from clouds on high,
Some from metals upward fly
And, where th'attending soul naked and shiv'ring stands,
Meet, salute, and join their hands,
As dispers'd soldiers at the trumpet's call
Haste to their colours all,
Unhappy most, like tortur'd men,
Their joints new set, to be new wrack'd again:
To mountains the for shelter pray,
The mountains shake and run about no less confus'd than they,
Stop, my muse, allay thy vig'rous heat,
Kindled at a hint so great;
Hold thy Pindaric Pegasus closely in,
Which does to rage begin
And this steep hill would gallop up with violent course;
'Tis an unruly and hard mouth'd horse,
Fierce and unbroken yet,
Impatient of the spur or bit,
Now prances stately and anon flies o'er the place,
Disdains the servile law of any settled pace,
Conscious and proud of his own nat'ral force,
'Twill no unskilful touch endure,
But flings writer and reader too that sits not sure.