Coronation Ode


Coronation Ode, Op. 44 is a work composed by Edward Elgar for soprano, alto, tenor and bass soloists, chorus and orchestra, with words by A. C. Benson.
It was written for the Coronation of King Edward VII and Queen Alexandra in 1902, and dedicated "by Special Permission, to His Most Gracious Majesty King Edward VII", but the Coronation was postponed due to the King's being ill, so the first performance was not until 2 October 1902 at the Sheffield Festival, by the Sheffield Choir, soloists Agnes Nicholls, Muriel Foster, John Coates and David Ffrangcon Davies, with Elgar conducting. The first London performance was at Covent Garden on 26 October 1902.
There are six parts:

History

died in January 1901 and preparations for the coronation of her son King Edward VII were soon under way. Late that year the Covent Garden Grand Opera Syndicate commissioned Elgar to write a work to be premiered at a Royal gala on the eve of the Coronation which was planned for July of the next year. Elgar himself invited A. C. Benson to provide the libretto: Benson was a musician as well as a writer, and the collaboration was close and successful.
The King suggested to Elgar that words could be provided to the Trio section of the first Pomp and Circumstance March, which he liked: Elgar took up the King's suggestion and asked Benson to provide words so that the tune could form the climax of the Ode.
Elgar began writing in February 1902 and by the end of March he had finished the vocal score, which at that time consisted of parts I, III, IV, V and VI. Benson then realised that there needed to be a song referring to Queen Alexandra, and added "Daughter of ancient Kings" which Elgar reluctantly placed after "Crown the King", as he had wanted to follow that with "Britain, ask of thyself".
The publishers, Booseys, realising its popularity, asked Elgar to revise "Land of hope and glory" so it could be produced as a separate song, and this was in fact sung by Clara Butt with great success at a "Coronation Concert" a week before the Ode was first performed in London.
The work was published for five royal occasions:

"Crown the King"

I – "Crown the King" – Introduction Soloists and Chorus

Crown the King with Life!
Through our thankful state
Let the cries of hate
Die in joy away;
Cease ye sounds of strife!
Lord of Life, we pray,
Crown the King with Life!
Crown the King with Might!
Let the King be strong,
Hating guile and wrong,
He that scorneth pride.
Fearing truth and right,
Feareth nought beside;
Crown the King with Might!
Crown the King with Peace,
Peace that suffers long,
Peace that maketh strong,
Peace with kindly wealth,
As the years increase,
Nurse of joy and health;
Crown the King with Peace!
Crown the King with Love!
To his land most dear
He shall bend to hear
Ev'ry pleading call;
Loving God above,
With a heart for all;
Crown the King with Love!
Crown the King with Faith!
God, the King of Kings,
Ruleth earthly things;
God of great and small,
Lord of Life and Death,
God above us all!
Crown the King with Faith!
God shall save the King,
God shall make him great,
God shall guard the state;
All that hearts can pray,
All that lips can sing,
God shall hear today;
Crown the King with Life
with Might, with Peace, with Love, with Faith!
God shall save the King,
God shall make him great,
God shall guard the state;
All that hearts can pray,
All that lips can sing,
God shall hear today;
God shall save the King!

(a) "The Queen" (b) "Daughter of ancient Kings"

II – "The Queen" – Chorus

True Queen of British homes and hearts
Of guileless faith and sterling worth,
We yield you ere today departs,
The proudest, purest crown on earth!
We love you well for England's sake,
True you shall prove, as you have proved;
The years that come shall only make
Your name more honoured, more belov'd.
Oh kind and wise, the humblest heart
That beats in all your realms today
Knows well that it can claim its part
In all you hope, in all you pray.

II – "Daughter of ancient Kings" – Chorus "A Greeting to Her Gracious Majesty, Queen Alexandra"

Daughter of ancient Kings,
Mother of Kings to be,
Gift that the bright wind bore on his sparkling wings,
Over the Northern sea!
Nothing so sweet he brings,
Nothing so fair to see,
Purest, stateliest, daughter of ancient Kings,
Mother of Kings to be!

"Britain, ask of thyself"

III "Britain, ask of thyself" – Solo Bass and Chorus

Britain, ask of thyself, and see that thy sons be strong,
See that thy sons be strong,
Strong to arise and go,
See that thy sons be strong,
See that thy navies speed, to the sound of the battle-song;
Then, when the winds are up, and the shuddering bulwarks reel,
Smite, the mountainous wave, and scatter the flying foam,
Big with the battle-thunder that echoeth load, loud and long;
Britain, ask of thyself, and see that thy sons be strong,
See that thy sons be strong,
Strong to arise and go,
If ever the war-trump peal;
See that thy squadrons haste, when loos'd are the hounds of hell;
Then shall the eye flash fire, and the valourous heart grow light,
Under the drifting smoke, and the scream of the flying shell,
When the hillside hisses with death, and never a foe in sight.
Britain, ask of thyself, and see that thy sons be strong.
So shall thou rest in peace, enthron'd in thine island home.
So shall thou rest in peace,
Enthron'd in thine island home,
So shall thou rest in peace, enthron'd in thine island home.
Britain, ask of thyself,
Britain, ask of thyself, see that thy sons be strong,
Strong to arise, arise and go, see that thy sons be strong.
See that thy sons be strong,
Strong to arise and go, if ever the war-trump peal!

(a) "Hark, upon the hallowed air" (b) "Only let the heart be pure"

IV "Hark, upon the hallowed air" – Soli

Tenor
Hark, upon the hallow'd air,
Spirits pure of sight and sense,
Hov'ring visions, rich and fair,
Lend their radiant influence!
Airy powr's of Earth and Sky
Bless our meet solemnity.
Soprano
Music, sweetest child of heav'n,
At thy touch the heart is free,
Ancient wrongs by thee forgiv'n,
Cares uplifted, heal'd by thee,
Listen smiling, borne along
In the sacred, sacred tide of song.
Tenor
Music, music of the poet's heart!
Widening yet the echoes roll;
Fiery secrets, wing'd by art,
Light the lonely list'ning soul,
Till the aching silence rings
With the beat of heav'nly wings.
Soprano
Magic web of woven hues,
Tender shadow, linked line,
Sweet mysterious avenues
Opening out to Light Divine!
Painter-poet, thou canst teach
More than frail and falt'ring speech.

IV "Only let the heart be pure" – Quartet

Only let the heart be pure,
Pure in steadfast innocence,
Stainless honour, strong and sure,
Stem the ardent tide of sense!
So shall Wisdom, one with Truth,
Keep undimm'd the fires of youth,
Strong to conquer, strong to bless,
Britain, Heaven hath made thee great!
Courage knit with gentleness,
Best befits thy sober state.
As the golden days increase,
Crown thy victories with peace!

"Peace, gentle peace"

V "Peace, gentle peace" – Soli and Chorus unaccompanied

Peace, gentle Peace, who, smiling through thy tears,
Returnest, when the sounds of war are dumb...
Replenishing the bruised and broken earth,
And lifting motherly her shattered form,
When comest thou, Our brethren, long for thee
Thou dost restore the darken'd light of home,
Give back the father to his children's arms
Thou driest tenderly the mourner's tears,
And all thy face is lit with holy light
Our earth is fain for thee! Return and come.

"Land of hope and glory"

VI – "Land of hope and glory" – Finale

Solo
Land of hope and glory,
Mother of the free,
How shall we extol thee,
who are born of thee?
Truth and Right and Freedom,
each a holy gem,
Stars of solemn brightness,
weave thy diadem.
Chorus
'Tho thy way be darken'd,
still in splendour drest,
As the star that trembles
o'er the liquid West.
Thron'd amid the billows,
thron'd inviolate,
Thou hast reign'd victorious,
thou hast smil'd at fate.
Soloists and Chorus
Land of hope and glory,
Fortress of the free,
How shall we extol thee?
praise thee, honour thee?
Hark! a mighty nation
maketh glad reply;
Lo, our lips are thankful;
lo, our hearts are high!
Hearts in hope uplifted,
loyal lips that sing;
Strong in Faith and Freedom,
we have crowned our King!

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