Later Uses of The Tune in Classical Music
- Carl Czerny wrote Variations on "Gott erhalte Franz den Kaiser" for piano and orchestra or piano and string quartet, his Op. 73
- Niccolò Paganini wrote a set of variations on this tune for violin and orchestra in 1828, under the title Maestosa Sonata Sentimentale
- Henryk Wieniawski wrote a set of variations on the tune for unaccompanied violin (Variations on the Austrian National Anthem, from L'école Moderne, Op. 10).
- Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky arranged the work for orchestra in 1876.
- Gioachino Rossini used the tune in his opera Il viaggio a Reims.
- Bedřich Smetana used the tune in his Festive Symphony, which the composer intended to dedicate to the Emperor Franz Joseph I of Austria.
- Gaetano Donizetti used the tune in his opera Linda di Chamounix at the end of first act
- Donizetti used the tune in his opera Maria Stuarda, at Act 3, Scene VIII, "Deh! Tu di un'umile preghiera ..."
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