|Grant Me The Carving Of My Name
||[Mar. 27th, 2015|09:56 am]
I caught the replay of Richard's interment. Like everything else in the sequence of ritual it was more or less note perfect. I particularly approved the opening hymn- words by GK. Chesterton, music by Anon as arranged by Vaughan Williams: they couldn't have chosen better.|
O God of earth and altar
Bow down and hear our cry
Our earthly rulers falter
Our people drift and die...
Talking about appropriate words,there was a poem written for the occasion by Carol Ann Duffy. I haven't been much of a fan of her work- but this was magic. They had Benedict Cumberbatch read it. He turns out to be distantly related to the Plantagenets- though by now I suspect everyone in England is- apart, of course, from the current royals.
There's been a lot of media hostility to what Leicester has laid on.The Mail sneers, the Guardian blusters. It baffles me. All I can think of while breasting the foam is, "Have they no poetry in their souls?"