(Continued)
COCKAIGNE is a picture of London, the town of the Cockneys; a uieturo of bustling, cheery, noisy existence, with Romance threading its way bravely through the clatter.
The meaning of Elgar's tunes will be apparent to all who hear them. As the pageant passes, we see a number of people in a hurry, a sober citizen or two, a pair of lovers, a cheeky miniature version of the sober citizen, a military band, first in the distance and then close by, the lovers seeking seclusion in a church, and the street again, with its familiar associations.