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 An ODE

For the Anniversary Feast of , On the 23d Day of November, 1691.

Set to Music by Dr. John Blow.

THE Glorious Day is come, that will for ever be   Renown'd as MUSIC'S greatest Jubilee: The Spheres, those Instruments Divine, Tun'd to Apollo's Charming Lyre; The Sons of all the Learned Nine, With soft Harmonious Souls Inspire; Behold, around Pernassus Top they sit, And Heavenly Music now, vies with Immortal Wit. Warm'd by the Nectar from the Thespian Spring, Of bright Cæcilia they sing; Admir'd Cæcilia that informs their Brains: Their awful Goddess, that their Cause maintains; And with her sacred Pow'r supplies, The Artful Hand and tuneful Voice, And gives a taste of Paradice, in more than mortal Strains.

And first the Trumpets Part Inflames the Heroe's Heart; The Martial Noise compleats his Joys, And Soul Inspires by Art: And now he thinks he's in the Field, And now he makes the foe to yield; Now Victory does eagerly pursue, And Music's warlike Notes make every fancy true.

The Battle done, all loud alarms do cease, Hark how the charming Flutes conclude the Peace; Whose softening Notes make fiercest Rage obey: If Pan, beneath the famous Mirtle's shade, To Midas half so well had Play'd, The Delphian God himself had lost the Day.