An Englishman’s Castle and EU-serf join the crusade. Tim also provides us (damn, I should have thought of that) with the hymn that we shall be singing as we descend upon Brussels, smiting the unrighteous, to reclaim the freedoms that are the God given rights of those who have won in the lottery of life by being born an Englishman:
AND did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic mills?Bring me my bow of burning gold:
Bring me my arrows of desire:
Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire.I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England’s green and pleasant land.William Blake, Music by Parry.
For a midi recording try here.
A small note, the European Union thinks that England should not exist, that it should be broken into a number of regions.
Ceterum censeo Consilium Europaeum esse delendam
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