歌手：John Findon
时间：2025-03-28
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XI. O I Am Struck! Struck with a Mortal Blow! (Agamemnon, Clytemnestra, Old Man, Chorus) - John Findon/Eleanor Dennis/Clive Bayley/English National Opera Chorus/English National Opera Orchestra/Martyn Brabbins
Composed by：Havergal Brian
Produced by：Alexander Van Ingen
O I am struck
Struck with a mortal blow
O struck again
Struck with a mortal blow
Horror
Murder
Horror
Murder
I spoke to you before and what I spoke
Suited the time nor shames me now to speak
Mine own refutal
For how shall we entrap
Our foe our seeming friend in scapeless ruin
Save that we fence him round with nets too high
For his o'erleaping?
What I did I did
Not with a random inconsiderate blow
But from old Hate and with maturing Time
Woman
What food on wide earth growing
Hast thou eaten of?
What draught
From the briny ocean quaffed
That for such deed the popular breath
Of Argos should with curses crown thee
As a victim crowned for death?
Thou hast cast off thou hast cut off
Thine own husband thou shalt be
From the city of the free
Thyself a cast off justly hated
With staunch hatred unabated
My sentence thou hast spoken shameful flight
The citizens' hate the people's vengeful curse
For him thou hast no curse the bloody man
Who sacrificed my child my best beloved
To lull the Thracian blasts asleep
Threats I repay with threats
If that thou canst subdue me in fair fight
Subdue me but if Jove for me decide
Thou shalt be wise when wisdom comes too late
Thou art high and haughty hearted
And from lofty thoughts within thee
Mighty words are brimming o'er
For thy sober sense is madded
With purple dripping gore
And thine eyes with fatness swell
From bloody feasts but mark me well
Time shall come avenging Time
And hunt thee out and track thy crime
