Prince Philip's funeral on Saturday April 17,
2021, reflected his life and career, including his many years serving in the
Royal Navy. At the age of 21, in 1942
Philip became one of the youngest serving first lieutenants in the Royal Navy. After the Queen ascended the throne in 1952,
Philip dedicated the rest of his life to the service of the Crown. The poem by Simon Armitage, Poet Laureate,
reflects on Philip's life as Britain's longest-serving consort.
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Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh (born Prince Philip of
Greece and Denmark; 10 June 1921 – 9 April 2021), was the husband of Elizabeth
II.
Philip was born into the Greek and Danish royal families. He was born in Greece, but his family was
exiled from the country when he was eighteen months old. After being educated in France, Germany and
the United Kingdom, he joined the Royal Navy in 1939, aged 18. From July 1939, he began corresponding with
the thirteen-year-old Princess Elizabeth, whom he had first met in 1934. During the Second World War he served with
distinction in the Mediterranean and British Pacific fleets.
After the war, Philip was granted permission by George VI to
marry Elizabeth. Before the official
announcement of their engagement in July 1947, he abandoned his Greek and
Danish titles and styles, became a naturalized British subject, and adopted his
maternal grandparents' surname Mountbatten. He married Elizabeth on 20 November 1947. Just before the wedding, he was granted the
style His Royal Highness and created Duke of Edinburgh, Earl of Merioneth, and
Baron Greenwich by the King.
Philip left active military service when Elizabeth became
queen in 1952, having reached the rank of commander, and was made a British
prince in 1957. Philip had four children
with Elizabeth: Charles -Prince of
Wales; Anne -Princess Royal; Prince
Andrew -Duke of York; and Prince Edward -Earl of Wessex. Through a British Order in Council issued in
1960, descendants of the couple not bearing royal styles and titles can use the
surname Mountbatten-Windsor, which has also been used by some members of the
royal family who do hold titles.
A sports enthusiast, Philip helped develop the equestrian
event of carriage driving. He was a
patron, president or member of over 780 organizations, and he served as
chairman of The Duke of Edinburgh's Award, a self-improvement program for young
people aged 14 to 24. He was the
longest-serving consort of a reigning British monarch, and the longest-lived
male member of the British royal family. He retired from his royal duties on 2 August
2017, aged 96, having completed 22,219 solo engagements and 5,493 speeches
since 1952. Philip died on 9 April 2021,
two months before his 100th birthday.
The Patriarchs - An Elegy
by Simon Armitage Poet Laureate
The weather in the window this morning
is snow, unseasonal singular flakes,
a slow winter's final shiver. On such an occasion
to presume to eulogise one man is to pipe up
for a whole generation - that crew whose survival
was always the stuff of minor miracle,
who came ashore in orange-crate coracles,
fought ingenious wars, finagled triumphs at sea
with flaming decoy boats, and side-stepped torpedoes.
Husbands to duty, they unrolled their plans
across billiard tables and vehicle bonnets,
regrouped at breakfast. What their secrets were
was everyone's guess and nobody's business.
Great-grandfathers from birth, in time they became
both inner core and outer case
in a family heirloom of nesting dolls.
Like evidence of early man their boot-prints stand
in the hardened earth of rose-beds and borders.
They were sons of a zodiac out of sync
with the solar year, but turned their minds
to the day's big science and heavy questions.
To study their hands at rest was to picture maps
showing hachured valleys and indigo streams, schemes
of old campaigns and reconnaissance missions.
Last of the great avuncular magicians
they kept their best tricks for the grand finale:
Disproving Immortality and Disappearing Entirely.
The major oaks in the wood start tuning up
and skies to come will deliver their tributes.
But for now, a cold April's closing moments
parachute slowly home, so by mid-afternoon
snow is recast as seed heads and thistledown.
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