2008/9/12 Max Richards <[log in to unmask]>
> Just back from The Creation, tired out.
> Haydn's, that is, done in a Melbourne church which has high on one wall the
> sword of General Sir Harry Chauvel who was mighty in the Great War and for
> years a faithful server (or some such) in Christ Church, South Yarra.
> Tired because though Haydn is said to have been inspired by Handel, we
> note any singable melodies.
> And the libretto!
> In London he was given a libretto (for chorus, Gabriel, Uriel, Raphael,
> Adam and
> Eve) based on Paradise Lost book 7.
> In Vienna this was translated into German, this version then translated
> into English very badly.
> 'Since then, many librettists and conductors have tried their hand at
> the text, in which Milton is only dimly discernible.'
> Now chaos ends, and order fair prevails. Affrighted fly hell's spirits
> black in
> throngs: down they sink in the deep of abyss to endless night.
> Despairing, cursing rage attends their rapid fall.
> A new-created world springs up at God's command.
> And God created great whales, and every living creature that moveth; and
> blessed them, saying, be fruitful all, and multiply. Ye winged tribes, be
> multiplied, and sing on every tree; multiply, ye finny tribes, and fill
> watery deep...
> ... creatures numberless, in perfect forms, and fully grown. Cheerful,
> stands the tawny lion. With sudden leap the flexible tiger appears. ....
> Unnumbered as the sands, in swarms arose the hosts of insects. In long
> creeps, with sinuous trace, the worm.
> Adam and Eve are evoked thus:
> ... in his eyes with brightness shines the soul, the breath and image of
> God. With fondness leans upon his breast the partner for him formed, a
> fair and graceful spouse. Her softly-smiling virgin looks, of flowery
> spring the
> mirror, bespeak him love, and joy, and bliss.
> Ye purling fountains, tune His praise; and wave your tops, ye pines.
> Adam and Eve sing their mutual bliss.
> O happy pair! and happy still might be if not misled by false conceit.
> Ye strive at more than granted is; and more desire to know, than know ye
> But Haydn doesn't go into this.
> Chorus: Sing etc ... magnify ... celebrate ... praise ... Utter thanks.
> Memo to self: read PL 7, and recover.
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