In Glorias Æthelmearc - AEthelmearc College of Bards

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About this booklet
This booklet is a collection of songs about the Kingdom of Æthelmearc. You’ll notice that the songs
are divided into two sections. The first section contains all original works by SCAdians, and primarily
Æthelmearc subjects and citizens. The second section is called “Contrafacta” in reference to the
period practice of taking songs and writing new lyrics to the same tune. Period filking, so to speak.
Written music is provided for the first section and for the contrafactum to period (and therefore public
domain) melodies, but the music for the modern filks will have to be obtained elsewhere as we do not
have the funds to license all the modern music that has been used.
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send it to me!
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College, and we welcome with open arms Lady Helene, who has agreed to take up the reigns and
further the bardic arts in the Kingdom of Æthelmearc.
In Service and Song,
Lady Silence de Cherbourg
Outgoing Head of the Æthelemearc Bardic College
[email protected]
Lady Helene al-Zarqá
Incoming Head of the Æthelmearc Bardic College
[email protected]
AS XLII
Table of Contents
Original Songs
2
Banners of Scarlet - Music and lyrics by Baroness Gwendolyn the Graceful
3
The Æthelmearc Song - Music and lyrics by Viscount Sir Haakon Oaktall
4
In Glorias Æthelmearc - Music and lyrics by Baroness Katryne of Bakestondone
and Baroness Bouadicea Ravenhair
5
We Are The Escarbuncle - Music and lyrics by Mistress Giulietta da Venezia
6
March, Æthelmearc! - Music and lyrics by Baroness Gwendolyn the Graceful
7
Here's to the Escarbuncle - Music and lyrics by THL Cadell Blaidd du
8
Simply Æthelmearc - Music and lyrics by Baroness Gwendolyn the Graceful
9
Æthelmearc War March - Music and lyrics by Master Michael Alewright
10 Sylvan March - Music and lyrics by Baroness Gwendolyn the Graceful
12 Enchanted Æthelmearc - Music and lyrics by Lady Anjuli McDonald of
Clanranald of the Isle of Skye
13 We Fight With the Midrealm - Music and lyrics by THL Cadell Blaidd du
14 The Escarbuncle Banner - Music and lyrics by Master Michael Alewright
16 A Call to War - Music and lyrics by Lady Mæve Aislynn Ronan
17 Æthelmearc Is Marching Off To War - Music and lyrics by Lady Helene al-Zarqá
Contrafacta
18 Æthelmearc, My Camelot - Sung to Douce Dame Jolie by Guillaume de Machaut,
original lyrics by Baroness Gwendolyn the Graceful
19 Children of Æthelmearc - Sung to Children, Go Where I Send Thee (Traditional),
original lyrics by Baroness Katryne of Bakestondone and Baroness Bouadicea
Ravenhair
19 Æthelmearc, the Beautiful - Sung to Materna by Samuel Ward (America, the
Beautiful), original lyrics by Baroness Ysabeau Ferch Gwalchafed
20 Æthelmearc Warriors - Sung to Northstar CIT’s from the movie “Meatballs,”
original lyrics by Lady Mæve Aislynn Ronan.
20 Deo Gracias, Æthelmearc - Sung to The Banana Boat Song by Darling/Arkin,
original lyrics by the Mad Bard of Æthelmearc (with apologies to Agincourt)
21 Æthelmearc, Sing - Sung to Sing, Australia by John Denver, original lyrics by Lady
Kateryna y Ty Isaf
Scarlet
Banners
of Scarlet
Lee Hillman
Gwendolyn the Graceful
Melody for verse is same as chorus
Voice
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&
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let,
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we
go.
with
final chorus
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ban - ners
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of
blood from the foe.
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Heed to the drum! To
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pride in your kingdom for -ev-er more
Our king calls, fight with him proudly
calls,
fightyour
withforces!
him proudly
OurOur
kingking
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- rally
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king
calls
rally
your
Our king calls; we'll stand byforces!
our crown.
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king
calls;
we’ll
stand
by
crown.
For AEthelmearc march! Do notour
let him
down.
For Æthelmearc march! Do not let him down.
Shieldwall, wide as a mile, the
ShieldwallChorus
- shoulder to shoulder the
Shieldwall. The moment is near:
Shieldwall, wide as a mile, the
Let loose your warcry - don't show them your fear.
Shieldwall - shoulder to shoulder the
Shieldwall.
The moment
is near:
Longbow:
Agincourt's
prowess,
the
Let
loose
your
warcry
don’t
show
them your fear.
Longbow. Nock and draw strongly
your
Longbow, Chorus
then loose and let fly!
Tak the first rank before they draw nigh.
Longbow: Agincourt’s prowess, the
Honour
comes
before
Longbow.
Nock
andvictory.
draw strongly your
Honour
let
no
one
question
your
Longbow, then loose and let
fly!
Honour.
Remember
my
friend:
Tak the first rank before they draw nigh.
'Tis AEthelmearc's honour you bear in the end.
Chorus
Honour comes before victory.
Honour - let no one question your
Honour. Remember my friend:
‘Tis Æthelmearc’s honour you bear in the end.
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scar - let
(Our)
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Spearpoints! Dress the line. Hold up your
Spearpoints!Lift
Dress
theup!
line.Steady
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up your
Spearpoints.
them
Spearpoints.
gleaming
display
Spearpoints.ALift
them up!
Steady your
To
pierce through
the shieldwall
Spearpoints.
A gleaming
displayand into the fray
To pierce through the shieldwall and into the fray
Argent: White the escarbuncle
Chorus belt of fealty and
Argent: Knight's
Argent as blades of bright steel,
Argent:
escarbuncle
That
shallWhite
not bethe
sheathed
until the foe yields.
Argent: Knight’s belt of fealty and
Argent aswe've
bladesfought
of bright
Nightfall,
fromsteel,
dawn until
That
shall
not
be
sheathed
until
the foe yields.
Nightfall. Sit by the fires of
Nightfall. In drink and in song,
Chorus
Honour the
fallen, remember them long.
Nightfall, we’ve fought from dawn until
Scarlet,
follow
banners
Nightfall.
Sit bythethe
fires ofof
Scarlet, follow the white and the
Nightfall. In drink and in song,
Scarlet, in peace or in war,
Honour the fallen, remember them long.
We'll stand with our kingdom forevermore.
Take pride in your kingdom - forevermore.
Final Chorus:
Scarlet, follow the banners of
Scarlet, follow the white and the
Scarlet, in peace or in war,
We’ll stand with our kingdom forevermore.
Take pride in your kingdom - forevermore.
AEthelmearc Song
The Æthelmearc Song
Haakon Oaktall
Haakon Oaktall
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there.
Onto the field, there came a new banner,
“Æthelmearc, Æthelmearc, into the fight!”
Red is for courage and gold is for honor
“Æthelmearc, Æthelmearc, show them your might!”
Chorus
Dancing the dance of flashing bright steel,
“Æthelmearc, Æthelmearc, into the fight!”
Sending a clothyard shaft speeding downfield,
“Æthelmearc, Æthelmearc, show them your might!”
Chorus
InGlorias
Glorias Æthelmearc
In
Æthelmearc
Baroness Boudicea Ravenhair
Boudicea Ravenhair
Katryne of Bakestondone
Chorus
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3
Soprano
œ
œ œ œ œ
& œ œ œ
œ
Take up your paints,
œ œ œ œ
3
take
up your pens,
Verse follows melody line of chorus
We come to fight, we come to serve
We come to share our knowledge
So join with us and march along
In our van so bold
Chorus
To preserve the honor of our fair land
We raise our weapons high
Our swords and wits are deadly sharp
Our arrows straight and true
Chorus
From East to West and in between
We make our presence known
Whenever we leave Æthelmearc
We bring a bit of home
Chorus
œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ œ
3
Take up your sword, take up your bow,
3
3
3
3
take up your loom and your spi - in - ing wheel
3
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œ œ
3
In
3
Glor - i - as Æth
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The
Escarbuncle
We Are
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Words and music copyright 2006 by Diana Slivinska. All rights reserved. You may freely reproduce and distribute this work without alteration for
non-commercial use within the Society for Creative Anachronism, You may write additional lyrics using this tune.
See http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/2.5/
March, Æthelmearc!
Gwendolyn the Graceful
March, AEthelmearc!
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Lee C. Hillman
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Copyright © 1999 by Lee C. Hillman
All Rights Reserved
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Here's to the Escarbuncle
Here's to the EscarbuncleCadell Blaidd du
Cadell Blaidd du
Verse
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Voice
œ œ œ
(1)First on the line
&b
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is the no - ble knight,
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œ œ œ œ œ. œ
œ œ
œ œ
œ œ œ
œ œ œ œ
œ œ œ
œ œ
œ œ
œ
Here's to the lands of Æth - el - mearc,
œ
œ œ
With sword of steel and belt
Chorus
Lay - ing down his life for right And all for the glor- y of Æth -el-mearc!
&b
œ œ
œ œ œ œ
Drink, lads, fill your cups!
œ
œ
of white,
œ œ œ œ
Drink, lads, fill your cups!
œ œ œ
œ
œ œœ œ
Here's to the es- car - bu - un -cle!
Skilled are the Laurels in their art
Teaching those who wish to start
All they do comes from their heart
And all for the glory of Æthelmearc!
Chorus
The Pelican’s a noble breed,
Helping all of those in need.
Doing service is their creed,
And all for the glory of Æthelmearc!
Chorus
Lords and ladies, nobles all,
Lift your glasses, heed my call!
Let your voices fill the hall!
All for the glory of Æthelmearc!
Chorus (2x, both at full speed)
Optional: sing final chorus a minor third higher
Simply Home
Simply Æthelmearc
I1.
& œ
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œ
Æth - el - mearc's
œ
a
& œ œ œ œ œ
are - n't north or south,
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for
us,
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it
is
rep - re - sent our breed,
œ
not
œ
œ
Œ
our creed.
So how can we extol our land
Or tell you of our pride,
When we have so few traditions
And scant history on our side?
And yet I think there is one point
I make clear in this poem:
Her subjects love fair Æthelmearc
Because she is our home.
While other kingdoms may attest
Their patriotic zeal,
Amassing songs and odes of praise
To tell you how they feel
In Æthelmearc our loyalty
Lives deep within the breast,
For though we may not say it much,
We love her first and best.
It’s not a perfect kingdom:
Too hot, too cold, too damp.
We’ve got our share of villains
And drama queens for camp.
Our monarchs have their vices,
Our peers each have their flaws,
And lack of money’s a constant threat
That our attention draws
No, we’ve no tiger fierce and bold,
No falcon swift of wing,
2.
No dolphin playing in the sea,
Of wolves we do not sing.
But our cries are just as heartfelt
When we toast the Sylvan throne,
And her subjects love fair Æthelemearc
Because she’s simply: home.
And yet amidst the stress and strain
Of one thing I’ve no doubt:
That every soul who lives here
Knows just what we’re about.
Because no matter where we go,
On land or sea of foam,
Our hearts return to Æthelmearc
Because she is our home
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The
..
Æthelmearc War
March
Æthelmearc
War
March
Michael Alewright
Michael Alewright
Caller(s)
Voice
&c œ
War
& œ
gone
& œ
gone
œ œ
to
war.
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Œ
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con
-
Caller(s)
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sumes
our
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land.
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Chorus
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œ
œ
œ
Gone
to
war,
Chorus
œ
œ
Œ
œ œ
AEthÆ- el - mearc has
Œ
war.
Caller's verses (chorus' lines do not change):
You who fear the battle's roar
Foemen think they have the might
You
who
fear
the
battle’s
roar
(Gone
to
war…)
think
they
have
the might (Gone to war…)
Should have thought of that before
We Foemen
will teach
them
how
to fight
Should have thought of that before (Æthelmearc….) We will teach them how to fight (Æthelmearc….)
We will answer Glory's call
WeHeaven
will answer
callwho
(Gone
waitsGlory’s
for those
fall to war…)
Heaven waits for those who fall (Æthelmearc…)
Never fear the death of men
Never
death
of again
men (Gone to war…)
God fear
shallthe
raise
us up
God shall raise us up again (Æthelmearc….)
Now's the time for blood and gore
Now’s
timeyou
for blood
gore (Gone to war…)
This the
is what
signedand
up for
This is what you signed up for (Æthelmearc….)
Peasants plant and tradesmen sell
Peasants
plant
tradesmen
sell (Gone to war…)
We march
inand
the mouth
of Hell
We march in the mouth of Hell (Æthelmearc….)
Let the Devil show his face
putshow
him in
place
LetWe
thewill
Devil
hishis
face
(Gone to war….)
We will put him in his place (Æthelmearc….)
We have killed them by the score
killed
the score
Go We
backhave
home
andthem
bringby
some
more (Gone to war…)
Go back home and bring some more (Æthelmearc…)
Let the sun come beating down
the underground
sun come beating down (Gone to war…)
It isLet
shady
It is shady underground (Æthelmearc…)
Babes and children all may sleep
Babes
children
all may sleep (Gone to war…)
Safely
for and
the trust
we keep
Safely for the trust we keep (Æthelmearc…)
We won't leave the field of Mars
the field of Mars (Gone to war…)
'Til We
the won’t
victoryleave
is ours
‘Til the victory is ours (Æthelmearc….)
Now we face the foe at last
Now
the we
time
forthe
song
Now
face
foeisatpassed
last (Gone to war…)
Now the time for song is passed (Æthelmearc….)
Sylvan
March
Sylvan March
Lee Hillman
Gwendolyn the Graceful
Chorus
Refrain
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Bring your archers out from their old Hunter’s Home
Onto Sunderoak’s plains, piping hot or drenched with rains:
Where our King and Queen have need of us, we’ll roam. (And)
Chorus
Ev’ry year, so I’m told, Delftwood sends their fighters bold,
And from Hartstone and from Riverouge they come,
From Myrkfaelinn, brave friends ,doughty souls from Sylvan Glen,
Joining Winter’s Edge by marching to the drum. (So)
Chorus
And do not forget, the strong folk of Wyntersett,
Do not doubt the folk of Hornwood and Nithgaard!
Gryffin’s Keep, Courtlandslot, what a force of arms we’ve got!
Summon all who would be Æthelmearc’s home guard! (And)
Chorus
At Beau Fleuve, waters flow, and in Stormsport winds may blow,
But no raging falls nor wave of inland seas
Could convince them to hide –they would form against that tide,
And their shieldwall could defeat all enemies. (So)
Chorus
From St. Swithin's Bog and from River's Edge they'll slog
While Blackwater keeps on rolling o’er and o’er,
They shall stand, tall and proud, with a war-cry deaf ’ning loud,
Echoed tenfold by the forces of Gael Mor. (So)
Chorus
King’s Crossing proud stands with the Debatable Lands,
And together they will make our foemen think!
But far from us they’ll run, as if followed by the Huns,
When we challenge them with Steltonwald to drink! (So)
Chorus
Still our ranks ever swell, as the troops of foes we quell,
For our subjects far and wide all heed and hark,
And wherever they bide, they’ll assemble at our side,
When our King has need of Greater Æthelmearc! (We’ll)
Chorus
From Æthelmearc’s glade muster ev’ry able blade
Let the Scarlet and the Silver wave on high!
Move your feet to war’s dance, no invader stands a chance,
When the Sylvan army gathers by and by! (To)
Chorus
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Enchanted Æthelmearc
Enchanted AEthelmearc
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For you, a little plot of land to hold you as you sleep.
Chorus
Now let us march to make our mark upon this earthly world.
And let us look to Heaven as our banners are unfurled.
There’s meat and drink awaiting all who live when day is done,
So let your valor and your blade reflect the rising sun.
Chorus (x2)
15
A Call To War
A Call To War
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Fencers all, step us to your foeman
Shlauger, foil, daggers deadly pierce
Cut them down, teach them all a lesson
As one by one they fall on your blades fierce
Archers now, answer the King’s calling
Raise your bows and notch your arrows fast
See them fly straight for target center
They fly true. the first one to the last
Ax and knife, throwers make ye ready
Aim them true and let your weapons soar
See the fear gather in their eyes now
They forget what they all came here for
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Æthelmearc is Marching Off to War
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See the escarbuncle flying high (flying high)
Escarbuncles flying high
Show we are not afraid to die
Æthelmearc is marching off to war.
Rally ‘round the banners white on red (white and red)
Rally ‘round the banners white on red (white and red)
White on Red we’ll rally round
Hold the line and hold our ground
Æthelmearc is marching off to war.
See the column stretch a mile wide (mile wide)
See the column stretch a mile wide (mile wide)
See the column miles wide
We’ll take the field from side to side
Æthelmearc is marching off to war.
Rally ‘round the king as we fight on (we fight on)
Rally ‘round the king as we fight on (we fight on)
Rally all around the king
And soon enough a vict’ry bring
Æthelmearc is marching off to war.
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AEthelmearc,My
my Camelot
Æthelmearc,
Camelot
Music: Guillaume
de Machaut
Guillaume
de Machaut/Lee
C. Hillman
Lyrics: Gwendolyn the Graceful
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All Rights Reserved
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Children of AEthelmearc
Æthelmearc, The Beautiful
Music: "Children, Go Where I Send Thee," traditional
Lyrics: Katryne of Bakestondone and Bouadicea Ravenhair
Music: "Materna" ("America, The Beautiful"), Samual Ward
Lyrics: Ysabeau Ferch Gwalchafed
Call: Children, go where I send thee
Response:
How shall you send me?
How beautiful, fair Æthelmearc
For noble borders free;
From Blackstone Mountain’s majesty
To the pine of Coppertree.
O Æthelmearc, great Æthelmearc
Our Kingdom strong and free
By Crown and Rood,
In brotherhood,
From wood to Inland Seas
I’m gonna send you one by one:
One for the dream of honour
Found in a suit of armour
Fighting on the fields at Pennsic,
Held, held here in Æthelmearc
Call/Response
I’m gonna send you two by two:
Two for the arts and the science,
One for the dream….
Three for the acts of service,
Four for the reigning monarchs,
Five for the heirs apparent,
Six for the children joyful,
Seven for the fencers deadly,
Eight for security up too late,
Nine for the archers shoot so fine,
Ten for the staff and the Coopers,
Eleven for the Midnight Madness,
Twelve to pass the Dream along….
How beautiful the gracious smiles
Of ladies high and fair
Their graceful banners to inspire
The lords and fighters there
O Æthelmearc, great Æthelmearc
Our Kingdom’s blessed by these
By Crown and Rood
In brotherhood
The flower’s nobility.
How beautiful the gentle arts
The fruits of wealth and peace
The inspirations from the hearts
of craftsmen never cease
O Æthlemearc, great Æthelmearc
Our Kingdom’s built by these
By Crown and Rood
In brotherhood
Our hand’s ability.
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Æthelmearc Warriors
Music: "Northstar CIT’s" from the movie “Meatballs.”
Lyrics: Mæve Aislynn Ronan
Music: "Banana Boat Song (Day-O)", Darling/Arkin
Lyrics: The Mad Bard of Æthelmearc
From Æthelmearc we warriors come to fight
We stand behind our king, defend his right
We’re going to roust you out with all our might
(Watch out, we bite!) We’re Æthelmearc Warriors!
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Our king went forth to Pennsic War,
Deo gracias Æthelmearc,
We’ll fight and sleep and fight some more!
Deo gracias Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Come mista marshal man, come inspect my armor,
Deo gracias Æthelmearc,
Sun’s up, so am I, and it’s getting warmer,
Deo gracias Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Out here the women fight beside the men
We’ll pick you up to beat you down again
We get great pleasure from your groan of pain
(We’re not real sane) We’re Æthelmearc Warriors!
The archers’ bows so strong ring swift and true
Our enemies this day will learn to rue
We’re going to beat you ‘til you’re black and blue:
A lovely hue. We’re Æthelmearc Warriors!
On countless fields we’ve many rivals met
And with their blood the fields they soon were wet
Your banner next in line for us to get
(Wipe off the sweat) We’re Æthelmearc Warriors!
Come to our feasts and fires invited all
And listen to our bards within the hall
And when the morning comes with battle call
We’ll have a ball! We’re Æthelmearc Warriors!
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Deo Gracias, Æthelmearc
Six kings, seven kings, eight kings, Fight!
Deo gracias Æthelmearc,
Six kings, seven kings, eight kings, Fight!
Deo gracias Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Deo, Deo, Deo gracias, Æthelmearc.
Æthelmearc, Sing!
Music: "Sing, Australia", John Denver
Lyrics: Kateryna y Ty Isaf
I come from the Sylvan lands as many good folk do,
To see all the pageantry on a field of crimson hue,
To hear somebody call good day and call good morrow to you,
To sit before the bardic fire and share a tale or two.
Some of you came as lost cousins less than a year ago,
Some of you come as kings and queens, your blessings to bestow,
Some of you stand all swelled with pride, some kneel before our king,
But all of us come with open hearts to hear Æthelmearc sing.
In the forests, in the cities, in the mountains and in the trees,
In the stories and in the people I can hear Æthelmearc sing.
The Pelicans, the Laurels, the Knights of chivalry,
The performers, the artisans and nobility,
The tales of our creation, the teaching of gentility,
The legends of a Camelot for all eternity.
And in the recreation of a brief twelve hundred years,
At what cost do we build a kingdom in blood and sweat and tears,
For if we stood divided, divided we would fall,
But since we stand together, we shall conquer all.
In the forests, in the cities, in the mountains wild and free,
In the stories and in the people I can hear Æthelmearc sing.
Sing of honor, sing of valour, sing of friendship and good company,
In the field on a Pennsic morning, I can hear Æthelmearc sing.
O, I can hear Æthelmearc sing.
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NOTES
Images from the Cantigas de Santa Maria, courtesy of:
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