Ode to St. Cecilia (Purcell)

Hail! Bright Cecilia (Z.328), also known as Ode to St. Cecilia, was composed to a text by Nicholas Brady by Henry Purcell in 1692 in honour of the feast day of Saint Cecilia, patron saint of musicians. Annual celebrations of this saint's feast day (November 22) began in 1683, organized by the Musical Society of London, a group of musicians and music lovers. Purcell had already written Cecilian pieces in previous years, but this Ode remains the best known. The first performance was a great success, and received an encore.

In spite of Brady's conceit of the speaking forest (It should be remembered that English organs of the period typically had wooden pipes), Purcell scored the warlike music for two brass trumpets and copper kettle drums instead of fife and (field) drum. The orchestra also includes two recorders (called flutes) with a bass flute, strings and basso continuo.

Purcell is one of several composers who have written music in honour of Cecilia.

Movements

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

Text

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!

See also

• Ode for St. Cecilia's Day (Handel)
• List of compositions by Henry Purcell

External links

• Score at IMSLP including Rimbault's introduction.