'The true Soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because He loves what is behind him.' -G. K. Chesterton

16 April 2014

My Contribution To Borepatch's "For When He Needed Killin'" Playlist

BP has an interesting little post up about such a playlist. I thought I'd put in a nomination. I'm shamelessly stealing this from my favorite author, John Ringo. If anyone really understands such playlists it's him.

If you like the Pipes, and I do, you'll love this song. It's March of Cambreadth by Heather Alexander.



The lyrics;

Album: Midsummer
Axes flash, broadsword swing,
Shining armour's piercing ring
Horses run with polished shield,
Fight Those Bastards till They Yield
Midnight mare and blood red roan,
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own
Sound the horn and call the cry,
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!


Follow orders as you're told,
Make Their Yellow Blood Run Cold
Fight until you die or drop,
A Force Like Ours is Hard to Stop
Close your mind to stress and pain,
Fight till You're No Longer Sane
Let not one damn cur pass by,
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!


Guard your women and children well,
Send These Bastards Back to Hell
We'll teach them the ways of war,
They Won't Come Here Any More
Use your shield and use your head,
Fight till Every One is Dead
Raise the flag up to the sky,
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!


Dawn has broke, the time has come,
Move Your Feet to a Marching Drum
We'll win the war and pay the toll,
We'll Fight as One in Heart and Soul
Midnight mare and blood red roan,
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own
Sound the horn and call the cry,
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!



If that doesn't stir your soul nothing ever will. That song should be the anthem for the Second American Revolution.
Six


6 comments:

Monkeywrangler said...

John Oxenford version (published 1873)
Verse 1

Men of Harlech, march to glory,
Victory is hov'ring o'er ye,
Bright-eyed freedom stands before ye,
Hear ye not her call?
At your sloth she seems to wonder;
Rend the sluggish bonds asunder,
Let the war-cry's deaf'ning thunder
Every foe appall.
Echoes loudly waking,
Hill and valley shaking;
'Till the sound spreads wide around,
The Saxon's courage breaking;
Your foes on every side assailing,
Forward press with heart unfailing,
'Till invaders learn with quailing,
Cambria ne'er can yield!
Verse 2

Thou, who noble Cambria wrongest,
Know that freedom's cause is strongest,
Freedom's courage lasts the longest,
Ending but with death!
Freedom countless hosts can scatter,
Freedom stoutest mail can shatter,
Freedom thickest walls can batter,
Fate is in her breath.
See, they now are flying!
Dead are heap'd with dying!
Over might hath triumph'd right,
Our land to foes denying;
Upon their soil we never sought them,
Love of conquest hither brought them,
But this lesson we have taught them,
"Cambria ne'er can yield!"

An earlier version (published in the year before the Prince of Wales's wedding) is thus:-
Thomas Oliphant version (published 1862)
Verse 1

Hark! I hear the foe advancing,
Barbed steeds are proudly prancing,
Helmets in the sunbeam glancing
Glitter through the trees
Men of Harlech, lie ye dreaming?
See ye not their falchions gleaming,
While their pennons gailey streaming
Flutter in the breeze?
From the rocks rebounding,
Let the warcry sounding
Summon all At Cambria's call,
The haughty foe surrounding,
Men of Harlech, on to Glory!
See, your banner fam'd in story
Waves these burning words before ye
"Britain scorns to yield!"
Verse 2

'Mid the fray, see dead and dying,
Friend and foe together lying;
All around, the arrows flying,
Scatter sudden death!
Frighten'd steeds are wildly neighing,
Brazen trumpets hoarsely braying,
Wounded men for mercy praying
With their parting breath!
See! they're in disorder!
Comrades, keep close order!
Ever they Shall rue the day
They ventured o'er the border!
Now the Saxon flies before us!
Vict'ry's banner floateth o'er us!
Raise the loud exulting chorus
"Britain wins the field,"

Six said...

MW, you are the BOSS!!!


I am unworthy
I am unworthy

Borepatch said...

That's cool, Six

Old NFO said...

I'd vote for that one! :-)

Old NFO said...

I'd vote for that one! :-)

God, Gals, Guns, Grub said...

The gals and I are glad to see Angus progressing so well... as you know, our dogs are family here too...

I've been a bit slow at posting and catching up on our blog reading and friends this spring... a lot of work and family matters... and new business ventures underway...

I hope the all is well with you and Lu... and we're praying for Brigid... it's been a long winter for her...

Dann in Ohio