Thanks to Times and Seasons for their kind sentiments regarding the bombings in London yesterday. This proud Brit, currently seconded among England’s clouded hills, is grateful. It’s been a funny few weeks for the British. Last month we were thoroughly rounded on by the rest of Europe owing to matters EU. M Chirac said some nasty things about our food and our Prime Minister. Then there was the prospect of defeat to Paris for the 2012 Olympics. The 200th anniversary of the Battle of Trafalgar raised spirits, Live-8 proved British generosity, and we snatched the Olympics from under the noses of the Frogs. Britannia, it seemed, still ruled the waves. Then came yesterday. I’ve blogged about it already over at Headlife. Written for a bygone era, and full of imperial bombast, the words of Rule Britannia nevertheless capture my mood today and that of my beloved country: not depressed, not vengeful, but proud and defiant. Britons never, ever shall be slaves: not to Napolean, not to Nazis, not to terrorists, not to anyone. Rule Britannia a poem by James Thompson When Britain first, at heaven's command, Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; The nations, not so blest as thee, Still more majestic shalt thou rise, Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame: To thee belongs the rural reign; The Muses, still with freedom found, |
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Britons never, ever shall be slaves: not to Napolean, not to Nazis, not to terrorists, not to anyone.
This is an inspiring and moving statement, Ronan.
(I hope you don't mind if I quote you some time in the future.)
Posted by Geoff J
Very very glad to hear that you and yours are safe.
Posted by John C.
We'll just ignore the Romans, and the fact that Britons have taken and held plenty of slaves through the centuries.
Posted by Anonymous
Anon,
You, me, outside, now. C'mon!
Posted by Ronan