To Anacreon in Heaven
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To Anacreon in Heaven was the official song of the Anacreontic Society, a club of amateur musicians in London who gathered regularly to perform concerts. These barristers, doctors, and other professional men named their club after the Greek court poet Anacreon (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 "To Anacreon in Heaven" 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.
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, 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.
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 melody, if not the original lyrics, became well-known after Francis Scott Key, an attorney wrote In Defense 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's tune in mind. He had written an earlier poem to the same meter scheme. Later retitled The Star-Spangled Banner, Key's words with Stafford'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. The same melody, albeit sung off-key, was used as a Betelgeusean death anthem in the BBC production of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
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's 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's 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's Vine."
- V.
- Chorus:
- And swear by Old Styx,
- That they long shall intwine
- The Myrtle of Venus
- With Bacchus's 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's Vine."
External links
- Sons of Anacreon
- UVa Library: Exhibits: Lift Every Voice: Patriotic Odes
- To Anacreon in Heaven(MP3, 0:46)
- Smithsonian: The Star-Sprangled Banner: The Story of the Flag: From Poem to National Anthem
- To Anacreon in Heaven(MP3, 1:08)



