I Vow To Thee My Country
Jul. 16th, 2010 08:21 am"I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.
I heard my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head,
And round her feet are lying the dying and the dead.
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns,
I haste to thee my mother, a son among thy sons.
And there's another country, I've heard of long ago,
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;
We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace."
Words Sir Cecil Spring-Rice, music Gustav Holst ("Jupiter").
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Vow_to_Thee,_My_Country
And this film:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Another_Country_%28film%29
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.
I heard my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head,
And round her feet are lying the dying and the dead.
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns,
I haste to thee my mother, a son among thy sons.
And there's another country, I've heard of long ago,
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;
We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace."
Words Sir Cecil Spring-Rice, music Gustav Holst ("Jupiter").
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Vow_to_Thee,_My_Country
And this film:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Another_Country_%28film%29
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Date: 2010-07-16 07:44 am (UTC)Of course, Holst hated those words with a dreadful hatred...
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Date: 2010-07-16 08:24 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-07-16 11:04 am (UTC)Although none of us knew the second verse, so we might have to do something about that. Shouldn't need many changes; the rest didn't....
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Date: 2010-07-16 11:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-16 11:27 am (UTC)Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my hate.
The hate that never falters, the hate that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the greatest and the best.
The hate that asks no questions, the hate that claims a price,
The hate that heaps up corpses in wanton sacrifice.
And there's another country I've heard of long ago,
Most dear to them that love her, but we want her to go.
We do not count her armies, we do not fear her King.
Her fortresses we blow apart: her pride is suffering.
And stone by stone, and silently, her shining bounds decrease,
For her ways are ways of gentleness, and soon we'll make them cease.
(The Angband songsheet is available here (http://www.chiark.greenend.org.uk/~chrisj/taruith/) if anybody wants it. I don't remember whether this one went into Morgy's Marches or not.)
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Date: 2010-07-16 11:28 am (UTC)