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The movement opens with a setting of Chaucer’s words:

For in the starres
Clearer than is glass
Is written, God wot
Whoso could it read
The death of every man
Withoute dread

This theme is explored by the winds and the strings, before the brass introduce the Prince once again, with a fanfare leading to his coronation. With the formalities out of the way, the very rich don their peacock feathers and dance through to the dawn. Who knows how many alliances are made and broken on a night like this? Even
the most prepared cannot dance through the entire night, and as the stars fade gently in the sky the last revellers lay down their weary heads. As weary servants pack away the finery for the next grand occasion, some reflect on change, or lack of change.

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For in the starres
Clearer than is glass
Is written, God wot
Whoso could it read
The death of every man
Withoute dread

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from Symphony No 1 in G Minor - The Prince (refresh), released December 22, 2023

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