Valha-nos Santa Cecília

Dia da única Santa que me anima e merece culto... (à parte o S. Martinho, mas essa é outra história .)

Da gloriosa Ode for St. Cecilia's Day de Handel, dois momentos sublimes, com poemas de John Dryden:

Sandrine Piau
What Passion Cannot Music Raise


What passion cannot music raise and quell!
         When Jubal struck the corded shell,
         His list'ning brethren stood around
         And wond'ring, 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!

But oh! what art can teach


But oh! what art can teach
         What human voice can reach
The sacred organ's praise?
Notes inspiring holy love,
Notes that wing their Heav'nly ways
         To mend the choirs above.
                                                           John Dryden

Hail !