Sorry to keep you waiting, Baz. I had to, er, go and do other things.
Now, I know your infirmity and dodderiness might prevent you from seeing this straight away
but I cannot for the life of me see how these lines from the Ode are NOT political, if by 'political' we mean anything like the relationaship between the desires, rights, responsibilities, freedoms and aspirations of the individual, those of collectives, and the mediation, negotiation and management of cicumstances in which those two things come into conflict. (That's what I mean by it, anyway.)
Beggars become Princes' brothers
Where thy gentle wing abides.
Run, brothers, run your race,
Joyful, as a hero going to conquest.
Endure courageously, millions!
Endure for the better world!
Above the starry canopy
A great God will reward you.
The account of our misdeeds be destroyed!
Reconciled the entire world!
Brothers, above the starry canopy
God judges as we judged.
Resolve and courage for great suffering,
Help there, where innocence weeps,
Eternally may last all sworn Oaths,
Truth towards friend and enemy,
Men's pride before Kings' thrones--
Brothers, even it if meant our Life and blood,
Give the crowns to those who earn them,
Defeat to the pack of liars!
Delivery from tyrants' chains,
Generosity also towards the villain,
Hope on the deathbeds,
Mercy from the final judge!
Anyway, the Music: why did Beethoven light on the extraordinary structure for the final movement that he did? How do we account for it? For me, it's about an almost literal universality (B's political ideal I suppose - fraternity and justice and equality). The movement veers dizzyingly between modes of discourse. It's a set of variations ostensibly, but some are cast in the harmonic and getural syntax of high classicism, some in the style of Baroque oratorio, and one or two (like the Turkish march) in vernacular or 'popular' idioms. There are interludes which are modelled on the style of operatic recitative, and there are literal quotations from each of the other three movements of the symphony. It's Beethoven's whole world, crammed into one piece, teeming with the variety, the inconsistencies, the refinements and the crudities of Beethoven's own real world. It contains the past (stylistically) the present and the future. He could hardly have dreamt up a better musical metaphor for his own notion of 'democracy'.