Relayed from the National Museum of Wales.

'The Preludes', says Lamartine, are Life's scenes, for what is Life but a series of preludes to the song that Death begins?
There is the Prelude of Love, and the tempests that break in upon its joy. There is another Prelude in which the unhappy lover seeks calm in quiet retirement from the world; but when the trumpet peals, he rushes to the fight, finding his real strength in battle.
These ideas gave Liszt scope for picturesque, vivid music, in the Symphonic Poem we are to hear.
(to 13.45)