title: Ode per il giorno di santa Cecilia
text: # Ode per il giorno di santa Cecilia
  
  Ode per il giorno di santa Cecilia (HWV 76) è una cantata composta da Georg Friedrich Händel nel 1739, adattando il poema del poeta inglese John Dryden. Il titolo della cantata è ispirato a santa Cecilia, la santa patrona dei musicisti. Il tema principale del poema è la teoria pitagorica di harmonia mundi, che la musica fosse una forza centrale nella creazione della Terra. La première è avvenuta il 22 novembre 1739 al teatro in Lincoln's Inn Fields, Londra.
  
  Ebenezer Prout ha scritto a proposito di diverse sfaccettature della strumentazione di Händel nel lavoro. Edmund Bowles ha scritto sull'utilizzo di Händel dei timpani in questa composizione.
  
  ## Movimenti
  
  * Ouverture: Larghetto e staccato—allegro—minuetto
  * Recitativo (tenore): From harmony, from heavenly harmony
  * Coro: From harmony, from heavenly harmony
  * Aria (soprano): What passion cannot music raise and quell!
  * Aria (tenore) e Coro: The trumpet's loud clangour
  * Marcia
  * Aria (soprano): The soft complaining flute
  * Aria (tenore): Sharp violins proclaim their jealous pangs
  * Aria (soprano): But oh! What art can teach
  * Aria (soprano): Orpheus could lead the savage race
  * Recitativo (soprano): But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher
  * Grande Coro con (soprano): As from the power of sacred lays
  
  ## Testi
  
  ### From Harmony (Recitativo)
  
  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 (Coro)
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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
  
  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,
  
  CHORUS: The dead shall live, the living die, And music shall untune the sky
  
  