lirik lagu richard mitchley - john dryden - alexander's feast or, the power of music
‘twas at the royal feast for persia won
by philip’s warlike son—
aloft in awful state
the godlike hero sate
on his imperial throne;
his valiant peers were placed around
their brows with roses and with myrtles bound
(so should desert in arms be crown’d);
the lovely thais by his side
sate like a blooming eastern bride
in flower of youth and beauty’s pride:—
happy, happy, happy pair!
none but the brave
none but the brave
none but the brave deserves thе fair!
timotheus placed on high
amid the tunеful quire
with flying fingers touch’d the lyre:
the trembling notes ascend the sky
and heavenly joys inspire
the song began from jove
who left his blissful seats above
such is the power of mighty love!
a dragon’s fiery form belied the god;
sublime on radiant spires he rode
when he to fair olympia prest
and while he sought her snowy breast
then round her slender waist he curl’d
and stamp’d an image of himself, a sovereign of the world
the listening crowd admire the lofty sound;
a present deity! they shout around:
a present deity! the vaulted roofs rebound:
with ravish’d ears
the monarch hears
assumes the god;
affects to nod
and seems to shake the spheres
the praise of bacchus then the sweet musician sung
of bacchus ever fair and ever young:
the jolly god in triumph comes;
sound the trumpets, beat the drums!
flush’d with a purple grace
he shows his honest face:
now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes!
bacchus, ever fair and young
drinking joys did first ordain;
bacchus’ blessings are a treasure
drinking is the soldier’s pleasure:
rich the treasure
sweet the pleasure
sweet is pleasure after pain
soothed with the sound, the king grew vain;
fought all his battles o’er again
and thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
the master saw the madness rise
his glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes;
and while he heaven and earth defied
changed his hand and check’d his pride
he chose a mournful muse
soft pity to infuse:
he sung darius great and good
by too severe a fate
fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen
fallen from his high estate
and weltering in his blood;
deserted at his utmost need
by those his former bounty fed;
on the bare earth exposed he lies
with not a friend to close his eyes
with downcast looks the joyless victor sate
revolving in his alter’d soul
the various turns of chance below;
and now and then a sigh he stole
and tears began to flow
the mighty master smiled to see
that love was in the next degree;
‘twas but a kindred sound to move
for pity melts the mind to love
softly sweet, in lydian measures
soon he soothed his soul to pleasures
war, he sung, is toil and trouble
honour but an empty bubble;
never ending, still beginning
fighting still, and still destroying;
if the world be worth thy winning
think, o think, it worth enjoying:
lovely thais sits beside thee
take the good the gods provide thee!
the many rend the skies with loud applause;
so love was crown’d, but music won the cause
the prince, unable to conceal his pain
gazed on the fair
who caused his care
and sigh’d and look’d, sigh’d and look’d
sigh’d and look’d, and sigh’d again:
at length with love and wine at once opprest
the vanquish’d victor sunk upon her breast
now strike the golden lyre again:
a louder yet, and yet a louder strain!
break his bands of sleep asunder
and rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder
hark, hark! the horrid sound
has raised up his head:
as awaked from the dead
and amazed he stares around
revenge, revenge, timotheus cries
see the furies arise!
see the snakes that they rear
how they hiss in their hair
and the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
behold a ghastly band
each a torch in his hand!
those are grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain
and unburied remain
inglorious on the plain:
give the vengeance due
to the valiant crew!
behold how they toss their torches on high
how they point to the persian abodes
and glittering temples of their hostile gods
the princes applaud with a furious joy:
and the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy;
thais led the way
to light him to his prey
and like another helen, fired another troy!
thus, long ago
ere heaving bellows learn’d to blow
while organs yet were mute
timotheus, to his breathing flute
and sounding lyre
could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire
at last divine cecilia came
inventress of the vocal frame;
the sweet enthusiast from her sacred store
enlarged the former narrow bounds
and added length to solemn sounds
with nature’s mother~wit, and arts unknown before
let old timotheus yield the prize
or both divide the crown;
he raised a mortal to the skies
she drew an angel down!
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