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From my beloved river Permessus l come to you

lllustrious heroes Descended from kings

You are renowned for your exploits

But the truth can never be known Since it is beyond reach

l am Music

l can calm troubled minds With my sweet sounds

With noble anger or with love l can melt the hardest of hearts

l can charm people With my golden lyre

So l can prepare their souls

To receive the sweet music They will hear in Heaven

Now l want to tell you about Orpheus

Orpheus who tamed wild animals With his singing

And who conquered the underworld With his playing

Orpheus, the eternal glory Of Mount Helicon

Now l will sing you songs Some happy, some sad

While l sing, let the birds be silent And the river be calm

Let each little breeze die away

ACT l

This happy day brings to an end Our demigod's lovelorn torments

Shepherds, let us sing as sweetly

As Orpheus himself

Today even Eurydice's Hard heart has melted

Today even Orpheus is happy When once in these forests

He used to weep

This happy day brings to an end Our demigod's lovelorn torments

Shepherds, let us sing as sweetly

As Orpheus himself

Come, God of Marriage

Let your blazing torch Bring these lovers happy days

And banish pain and suffering From now on

O Muses, the glory of Parnassus Much loved in Heaven

Bring comfort to heavy hearts

Let your sweet lyres Bring cloudless skies

We will celebrate Their marriage in song

Let us unite in singing their praises

Nymphs, come down From the hillsides, leave your springs

And celebrate the wedding in dance

Let the sun shine down On your dances

The sun, far lovelier than the stars Which dance to the moon

Nymphs, come down From the hillsides, leave your springs

And celebrate the wedding in dance

Then honor them with flowers

After the anguish they have suffered

Let them now enjoy Their happiness together

But you, gentle singer, as you once Made the fields weep with you

So now make these hills and valleys Rejoice to the sound of your lyre

Sing of love From the bottom of your heart

Rose of Heaven, life of the world

Created by the universe

O Sun, you who circle the world From your celestial orbit

Tell me, have you ever seen A happier lover than l?

How happy l was On the day l first saw you

And was happier still When l first yearned for you

But l was happiest of all When you first pledged yourself to me

lf l had as many hearts As Heaven has eyes

Or the flowers ln these hills have leaves

They would all be overjoyed At the happiness l feel today

l cannot tell you How happy l feel for you

My heart has joined yours in love

lf you want to know how happy it is

Ask it how much it loves you

Nymphs, come down From the hillsides, leave your springs

And celebrate the wedding in dance

Let the sun shine down On your dances

The sun, far lovelier than the stars Which dance to the moon

Come, God of Marriage

Let your blazing torch Bring these lovers happy days

And banish pain and suffering From now on

But if your joy derives from Heaven

lt is right that we offer up lncense and prayers

So let us all go to the temple To pray for our happiness

Let no one give in to despair

Even though it sometimes Puts us in grave danger

When the menacing clouds Have passed

The sun shines even more brightly

And after the sharp frosts of winter

Spring covers the fields with flowers

Here is Orpheus

Yesterday he was so miserable

But today he is so happy

And has all he wants

ACT ll

Now l have returned to you Dear woods and hills

Blessed by the sun Who has turned my nights into days

Orpheus, see how enticing ls the shade of those beeches

Now that the sun is so hot

Let us rest on these grassy banks

And let our voices mingle With the sound of the water

These lush meadows often cause The woodland gods to linger here

Pan, the shepherds' god ls often heard

Lamenting his unluckiness in love

Here the lovely wood-nymphs

Can be seen gathering roses

So, Orpheus Let the sounds of your lyre

Drift across these fields and mingle With the soft breezes from Arabia

Shady woods, do you remember My long and bitter sadness

When even the very rocks themselves Seemed moved to pity?

Tell me, didn't l appear then More wretched than any other?

Now my luck has changed And turned pain into joy

Once l led a life Of sorrow and sadness

But now l'm happy, and the sadness l bore for so many years

Makes my happiness now All the more precious

For you alone, Eurydice l bless my torments

We are more content after sorrow And happier after misfortune

Only for you, Eurydice

Orpheus, see how All the woods and fields are rejoicing

So let your playing continue to Sweeten the air on so blessed a day

What a bitter blow! How cruel Fate is

Wretched stars, insatiable Heaven

What is this mournful sound Which disturbs our happiness?

Must l pierce his heart with my news

While he delights Heaven With his music?

This is Sylvia Eurydice's sweetest companion

How sad she looks; Whatever has happened?

O Gods, don't turn away from us now

Shepherd, stop singing now - All our happiness has turned to grief

Whence have you come?

Where are you going? Why are you here?

Orpheus, l am the bringer of bad news

Your lovely Eurydice...

What?

Your beloved wife is dead

She was gathering flowers With her companions

To make garlands for their hair

When a snake in the grass

Bit her foot

lmmediately she turned pale And the light went from her eyes

We were horrified

And all tried to revive her With cold water and powerful spells

But it was all in vain

She half-opened her eyes And called for you, Orpheus

But after a few deep sighs She died in my arms

l was left feeling pity and horror

What a bitter blow!

How cruel Fate is

Wretched stars, insatiable Heaven

The wretched man is struck dumb By this bitter news

He is so grief-stricken He cannot grieve

One would surely have to have The heart of a tiger or bear

Not to feel pity for you

You are dead, my love

While l am still alive

You have left me

Never to return and l am still here

No, for if my songs have any power

l will go down lnto the deepest abysses

l'll melt the heart of the King of Hades

l will bring you back with me To see the stars again

lf, by some ill-luck, l should fail l will stay with you in death

Farewell, earth

Farewell sun and sky, farewell

What a bitter blow!

How cruel Fate is

Wretched stars, insatiable Heaven

Let no man put his trust ln fleeting, fragile happiness

lt's soon gone - there is often A precipice at the top of the mountain

As for me Whose words have ripped like a knife

Through Orpheus's loving heart

The nymphs and shepherds hate me

l hate even myself So where can l hide?

l'll become a doomed creature Of the night, forever shunning the sun

And leading a life ln keeping with my sadness

Who will comfort us?

Or, rather, who will give us A living fountain in our eyes

So that we can weep As we should on this sad day?

Today ill-fortune has extinguished The two brightest lights of our woods

Eurydice and Orpheus

One bitten by a snake And the other lacerated by grief

What a bitter blow!

How cruel Fate is

But where is poor Eurydice

Whose sweet soul

Has departed ln the flower of her youth?

Shepherds, let's go and find her

And with our bitter tears Pay tribute to her corpse

What a bitter blow!

How cruel Fate is

ACT lll

Guided by you, Goddess of Hope The only solace of afflicted mortals

l have reached this infernal kingdom

Which the sun never reaches

You, my companion and guide Have led my faltering steps

Along such strange unknown paths

l still hope to see again My beloved's eyes

Which alone can Bring the light back into my eyes

Here is the hideous river

And here the boatman Who ferries the dead to the other side

To Pluto's vast kingdom of darkness

Beyond that stygian swamp Beyond that river

ln those fields of weeping and pain

ls hidden the woman Who was everything to you

Now you will need to have A stout heart and a sweet song

l have led you so far, but am allowed To go no further with you

A harsh law forbids it

A law inscribed in iron on stone at The threshold of the lowest kingdom

Which expresses its grim message ln these words:

''Abandon all hope, ye who enter here''

So if you still determined To set foot in the city of sorrow

l must leave you And return to my usual surroundings

Where are you going My only comforter?

Now, after my long journey l can see the gate

Why have you abandoned me On this perilous threshold?

How can l carry on lf you desert me now, sweetest Hope?

You rash man, stop where you are

Mere mortals are not allowed On these waters

Nor can the living have shelter Among the dead

You are an enemy of my master

Perhaps you will try to lure Cerberus Away from the gates of Tartarus

Or perhaps even abduct My master's wife

Forget any such ambitions

Never again shall a living person Step into my boat

l have not forgotten similar outrages ln the past

Mighty spirit

Formidable god

Without you no soul can hope

To reach the opposite bank

But l am not alive

Since my wife died

My heart is no longer with me

Without a heart, how can l be alive?

lt is to see her

That l have journeyed Through this foul air

But l am not yet in Hades

For wherever there ls such beauty as hers

There is Paradise

l am Orpheus

Following Eurydice's steps

Through this gloomy land Where no mortal has ever set foot

My beloved, just one look from you Would restore me to life

Who would deny me such solace?

You alone, noble god, can help me

Don't worry

My only weapon is my lyre

To which even The most hard-hearted succumb

l am moved by your sad plight

But l cannot allow myself to feel pity

A sentiment unworthy of my standing

How wretched a lover am l Should l not hope

That the citizens of the underworld Will listen to my prayers?

Am l to be denied Both Heaven and Hell

Like the shadow of an undead?

ls it to be my fate To call out your name in vain

To exhaust myself lmploring and weeping?

O gods of Tartarus Give me back my beloved

He's asleep

Even if the playing of my lyre Left him unmoved

He couldn't resist my singing

There is no time to lose

lf there is no one here to stop me

l must cross over to the other side

Let my courage win through Where my prayers failed

l must seize the moment

While l weep bitter tears O gods of Tartarus

Give me back my beloved

None of man's ventures ls undertaken in vain

Nor can Nature Defend herself against him

He has ploughed the rolling fields And reaped golden harvests

The memory of his glory shall live on ln the Temple of Fame

He tamed the sea in a fragile boat

And mocked the fury of the winds

ACT lV

My lord, this unhappy man

Wandering through These fields of death

Calling for his Eurydice

And whose lament You have just heard

Has moved me to tears

l beseech you to look kindly on him

lf you have ever truly loved me

lf you find me so beautiful

That you do not envy Jupiter

l implore you To allow Eurydice to return

To enjoy again those days She once spent dancing and singing

And to put wretched Orpheus Out of his misery

Although what you want ls against the law, dear wife

lt is hard to deny Such beauty and such pleading

Despite the fatal decree

Orpheus shall have back His dear Eurydice

But while he is leaving the underworld

He must never try to look back at her

A single glance Would lose her for ever

That is my will

Now, ministers, spread my word Throughout the kingdom

And tell Orpheus and Eurydice too

Let no one try to change it

O mighty King of Hades Your word is our law

lt is not for us To pass judgment on your will

Will Orpheus lead his wife From this dreadful region?

Will he be able to resist His youthful exuberance?

Will he remember the edict?

How can l thank you, gentle sir For granting my request?

Blessed be the day When l first pleased you

Blessed be the abduction And the sweet deception

Though l lost the sun lt was my good fortune to win you

Your sweet words Remind me of our love

But don't let heavenly delights Deflect you from the marriage-bed

Compassion and love triumph ln Hades today

Here is the gentle singer Who will lead his wife up to Heaven

You deserve the highest praise My all-powerful lyre

You have won over the hardest hearts ln the underworld

You shall have your place in Heaven

Where the stars will orbit To the sound of your music

Today, thanks to you l will embrace my beloved again

But while l'm singing, how will l know That she's following me?

Who will be hiding The light of her eyes from me?

Perhaps the envious Gods of the underworld

Will blight my happiness on earth

By stopping me From looking into her eyes

Her eyes Which can bring joy to anyone

But why should l be afraid? What Pluto forbids, Love commands

l must obey a divinity More powerful than men or gods

But what is that noise?

Perhaps it's the enraged Furies

Who will punish me by snatching My beloved away from me

Will l let that happen?

Now l can see you, my love

But what has happened to you?

You have broken the law And are unworthy of mercy

lt's too sweet and too painful To look at you

Are you to lose me Because you love me too much?

And am l to lose the right To light and to life

And to lose you, my husband

Who are more precious Than anything?

Return to the shadows of death Unhappy Eurydice

Give up hope Of ever seeing the stars again

Hades will not hear your prayers

Where are you going, my love? Look, l'm following you

But who is holding me back? ls this a dream or am l going mad?

What strange power Among these horrors

Drags me, against my will Up to the hateful light?

Virtue is a ray of celestial beauty

The prize of the soul

lt does not fear time

On the contrary lt increases in men as they get older

Orpheus conquered Hades

But was then defeated By his own passions

Only the man Who can control his own emotions

ls worthy of eternal glory

ACT V

These are the fields of Thrace

Where l first heard the fateful news

Since there is no longer Any hope of getting back my beloved

What else can l do But turn to you, gentle woods?

You were there to comfort me ln my darkest hours

The mountains grieved And the rocks wept

At the departure of our sun

l will weep with you for ever more

And give myself up to pain and grief

Sweet, loving Echo You too are disconsolate

Yet you try to console me

l have wept so much already

But still my tears keep flowing

lf the hundred-eyed Argus Were to weep a sea of tears

lt would still not be as great As the grief l feel

lf you take pity on me l am most grateful

But while l am crying, why do you Echo only my last syllables?

Repeat my laments in full

But if you, my soul Ever return to these friendly shores

Accept from me this final homage

For now l dedicate my lyre And my singing to you

As l once offered you my heart

You were beautiful and wise

And Heaven blessed you With all her gifts

Other women were less fortunate

You deserve all praise

Your beauty harbored An even more gentle soul

All the more worthy For being so modest

Other women are Haughty and unfaithful

Heartless and fickle To those who love them

Devoid of reason and noble thoughts

lt is right That they should not be praised

May l never fall in love With a worthless woman

Why are you so miserable, my son?

You should not be slave To your own passions

Since you seem to be So full of self-reproach

l have come down from Heaven To help you

Listen to me now And you shall have praise and life

Dear father, you have come to me ln the hour of my greatest need

l have been at my lowest ebb

Now l am ready to listen to What you have to say, heavenly father

Once you rejoiced too much At your good fortune

Now you are too bitter At what fate has done to you

Haven't you realized yet That in this life no pleasure is lasting?

So if you want to enjoy immortal life

Come with me up to Heaven Which invites you

Shall l ever again gaze into the eyes Of my beloved Eurydice?

You will embrace her Among the sun and stars

lt would be an unworthy son who did Not follow such a father's advice

Let us go up to Heaven singing

Where true virtue has its just reward - Joy and peace

Go, Orpheus, to enjoy those Celestial honors, in perfect happiness

Up there, good never fails And sorrow never existed

We joyously offer you altars lncense and prayers

There he goes - one who does not Shrink from the call of eternal God

So he who has experienced Hell Will attain grace in Heaven

And he who sows in sorrow Will reap the fruits of grace