Orchestral details were magical, not least the flutes gently descanting
with the soloist in the hearteasing slow movement, and Mullova, her fabulous Strad expertly set up for period performance, produced some confiding half-tones throughout this account which was gentle and affecting rather than harshly penetrating.
Still, whether descanting
on the glories of spilt blood, the sacrificial necessity of sin, or the irresistible allure of open spaces, these imagined sectarians may indeed represent a yearning for spiritual succor that continues to haunt the land.
That 'frail Nature' in this context suggests both Mother Eve and Mother Nature is allowable; but with Richard Burbage descanting
on Gloucester's deformity, would the audience take time to enquire beneath the superficial--and conventional--allegory?