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Originally posted by hedgehog View PostHedgehogs are tenacious
An essential attribute in this particular corridor of the Forum!
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Originally posted by Flay View PostI have been exploring the Persian wars this morning.
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Gosh, Crébillon had a miserable time:
In 1707 Crébillon had married a penniless girl, who died leaving him two young children. His father had also died, insolvent. In three years at court he had gained nothing and aroused considerable envy. Oppressed with melancholy, he moved to a garret, where he surrounded himself with dogs, cats and birds, which he had befriended; he became utterly careless of cleanliness or food, and sought comfort only in smoking.Pacta sunt servanda !!!
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Originally posted by Oddball View PostI thought hedgehog was on the brink of cracking it: Has someone set just this part of the play? An English composer?
not (Purcell) Dido's lament surely ? that's a different story isn't it (he said, not having a clue) - oops, no that's Virgil
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hedgehog
Well if it's a play set to music and early English it might be a masque, but I still draw a blank. Some deep (all at) sea trawling has dredged up one Colley Cibber who wrote a play Xerxes which had a lot of music in it (and it was a flop).
How about Arne's Artaxerxes as in "son of Xerxes" ?
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Originally posted by hedgehog View PostColley Cibber who wrote a play Xerxes which had a lot of music in it (and it was a flop).
How about Arne's Artaxerxes as in "son of Xerxes" ?
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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