"The Anacreontic Song" was the official song of the Anacreontic Society, a club of amateur musicians in London who gathered regularly to perform concerts. The song is commonly (albeit incorrectly) referred to as "To Anacreon in Heaven", which is not the title, but rather the opening line of the lyrics. These barristers, doctors, and other professional men named their club after the Greek court poetAnacreon (6th century BC), whose poems, "anacreontics", were used to entertain patrons in Teos and Athens. His songs often celebrated women, wine, and entertaining, and today can be considered eroticism.
The connection with Anacreon, along with the "drinking" nature of the lyrics, have caused many people to label "The Anacreontic Song" as a drinking song. In all probability some drinking did occur at Society meetings, but the primary purpose of the Society (and its song) was to promote an interest in music. This, however, did not keep the song from being associated with alcohol, as it was commonly used as a sobriety test: If you could sing a stanza of the notoriously difficult melody and stay on key, you were sober enough for another round.
Contents
1Composition
2Popularity and use
2.1The Star-Spangled Banner
3Lyrics
4Popular culture
5External links
Composition
The tune was probably composed (there is only one known firsthand account, by Society member John Samuel Stevens) by a member of the Society, John Stafford Smith (but see the discussion under the entry for The Star-Spangled Banner, where an alternative, earlier, composer is suggested), to lyrics by the Society's president, Ralph Tomlinson. Smith wrote the tune in the mid-1760s, while still a teenager. It was first published by Longman & Broderip in London in 1778/1779.
Popularity and use
The song, through its bawdy and imbibing lyrics, gained popularity in London and elsewhere beyond the Anacreontic Society, and new lyrics were also fashioned for it, including, in the United States, under such patriotic titles as "Adams and Liberty" and "Jefferson and Liberty."
The Star-Spangled Banner
The melody, if not the original lyrics, became well-known after Francis Scott Key, an attorney, wrote "Defence of Fort McHenry" while detained on a British ship during the night of September 13, 1814, as the British forces bombarded the American fort. Key most likely wrote the poem with Stafford Smith's tune in mind. He had earlier written a poem to the same metrical scheme. Later retitled "The Star-Spangled Banner," Key's words with a modified version of Stafford Smith's music became a well-known and recognized patriotic song throughout the United States and was officially designated as the U.S. national anthem in 1931.
Lyrics
I.
To Anacreon in Heav'n, Where he sat in full glee, A few Sons of Harmony Sent a petition That he their Inspirer And Patron would be; When this answer arrived From the Jolly Old Grecian: "Voice, Fiddle, and Flute, No longer be mute, I'll lend you my name And inspire you to boot,
Chorus
And besides I'll instruct you, Like me, to intwine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine."
II.
The news through Olympus Immediately flew; When Old Thunder pretended To give himself airs. "If these Mortals are suffered Their scheme to pursue, The devil a Goddess, Will stay above stairs. Hark, already they cry, In transports of joy, 'Away to the Sons Of Anacreon we'll fly,
Chorus
And there with good fellows, We'll learn to intwine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine.
III.
"The Yellow-Haired God And his nine fusty Maids From Helicon's banks Will incontinent flee, Idalia will boast But of tenantless shades, And the bi-forked hill A mere desert will be. My Thunder no fear on't, Shall soon do its errand, And dam'me I'll swing The Ringleaders I warrant.
Chorus
I'll trim the young dogs, For thus daring to twine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine."
IV.
Apollo rose up, And said, "Pry'thee ne'er quarrel, Good King of the Gods, With My Vot'ries below: Your Thunder is useless"-- Then showing his laurel, Cry'd "Sic evitabile Fulmen, you know! Then over each head, My laurels I'll spread, So my sons from your Crackers No mischief shall dread,
Chorus
While, snug in their clubroom, They jovially twine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine."
V.
Next Momus got up With his risiblePhiz And swore with Apollo He'd cheerfully join -- "The full tide of Harmony Still shall be his, But the Song, and the Catch, And the Laugh shall be mine. Then, Jove, be not jealous Of these honest fellows." Cry'd Jove, "We relent, Since the truth you now tell us:
Chorus
And swear by Old Styx, That they long shall intwine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine."
VI.
Ye Sons of Anacreon, Then join hand in hand; Preserve Unanimity, Friendship, and Love! 'Tis yours to support What's so happily plann'd; You've the sanction of Gods, And the Fiat of Jove. While thus we agree, Our toast let it be: "May our Club flourish Happy, United, and Free!
Chorus
And long may the Sons Of Anacreon intwine The Myrtle of Venus With Bacchus' Vine."
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