Discovering the clarinet accompaniment for the stanza which I have informally dubbed The Love Song proved about as intuitive as I had hoped. While I reserve the right to pitch it out and start all over again, I feel ready to wade into the warlike alarums properly.
There remain then essentially three large sections: warlike; a stanza I am tempted to make an unaccompanied passage; and the joyous conclusion. The challenge (which is nothing insurmountable) will be to make the concluding joy distinct from all the recent love. The key (that just might wind up a pun) may be a distinct pitch-world.
Time to sleep on all that, and I may well find that I awake tomorrow with my sights on the musical solutions.
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