[For last year's verse, also on Elgar, click here.]
Solemnis
When Elgar wrote Nimrod
He couldn’t have known,
That soon it would take on
A life of its own.
The music of Nimrod,
So steady and solemn,
As chaste and severe
As a classical column,
Became the prescription
To make it more bearable
Whenever musicians
Are feeling just terrible.
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