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Folk song of the day: Tommy’s Lot

by Richard on November 11, 2012

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Hymn of the Day

by Richard on November 11, 2012

OUR earth we now lament to see
With floods of wickedness o’erflowed,
With violence, wrong, and cruelty,
One wide-extended field of blood,
Where men like fiends each other tear,
In all the hellish rage of war.
As listed on Abaddon’s side,
They mangle their own flesh, and slay:
Tophet is moved, and opens wide
Its mouth for its enormous prey;
And myriads sink beneath the [...]

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Wesley on war

by Richard on November 13, 2011

“But there is still greater and more undeniable proof that the very foundations of all things are utterly out of course in the Christian as well as the heathen world. There is a still more horrid reproach to the Christian name, yea, to the name of man, to all reason and humanity. There is war [...]

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Hymn of the day

by Richard on November 13, 2011

OUR earth we now lament to see
With floods of wickedness o’erflowed,
With violence, wrong, and cruelty,
One wide-extended field of blood,
Where men like fiends each other tear,
In all the hellish rage of war.
As listed on Abaddon’s side,
They mangle their own flesh, and slay:
Tophet is moved, and opens wide
Its mouth for its enormous prey;
And myriads sink beneath the [...]

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We remember, but what have we learned?

by Richard on November 11, 2011

Dulce et decorum est, pro patria mori
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to [...]

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At the Cenotaph

by Richard on November 11, 2011

I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
He stood, and offered up the following prayer.
“Make them forget, O Lord, what this Memorial
Means; their discredited ideas revive;
Breed new belief that War is purgatorial
Proof of the pride and power of being alive;
Men’s biologic urge to readjust
The Map of Europe, [...]

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Armistice day: folk song

by Richard on November 11, 2010

If You Want To See The General.

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Dulce et decorum est, pro patria mori*
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to [...]

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Armistice Day: Mark Twain’s War Prayer

by Richard on November 11, 2010

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Armistice Day: In Memoriam

by Richard on November 11, 2010

Family Remembrance:
George Henry Hall (my grandad), who enlisted in the Northumberland Fusileers, 7th September 1914. Wounded in battle 16th June 1915. Discharged from the army 26th July 1916.
John Alfred Holt, enlisted 3rd July 1916. Went to France 3rd October 1916. Killed in action 11th June 1917. His son, also John Alfred (my “uncle”), was born [...]

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Armistice Day: Time to keep silence

by Richard on November 11, 2010

If any question why we died,
Tell them, because our fathers lied.
Rudyard Kipling

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I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
He stood, and offered up the following prayer.
“Make them forget, O Lord, what this Memorial
Means; their discredited ideas revive;
Breed new belief that War is purgatorial
Proof of the pride and power of being alive;
Men’s biologic urge to readjust
The Map of Europe, [...]

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So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went,
And took the fire with him, and a knife.
And as they sojourned both of them together,
Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father,
Behold the preparations, fire and iron,
But where the lamb, for this burnt-offering?
Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps,
And builded parapets and trenches there,
And [...]

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The ignorance of youth (In Memoriam)

by Richard on November 11, 2009

This is a post by Mike Blakey, a friend and former contributor to this blog who was murdered in India almost 3 years ago while working with the charity Tong-Len. A hostel for children is being built in Dharamsala in Mike’s memory. If you’d like to make a contribution, you can do so through [...]

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By Kim Fabricius
I want to explain something to you this morning, something that is important, something that is very important. As far as I am concerned, because — as I hope to explain — as far as I can tell, it goes to the very heart of being a Christian, a follower of [...]

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I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
He stood, and offered up the following prayer.
“Make them forget, O Lord, what this Memorial
Means; their discredited ideas revive;
Breed new belief that War is purgatorial
Proof of the pride and power of being alive;
Men’s biologic urge to readjust
The Map of Europe, [...]

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The War Prayer

by Richard on November 11, 2008

“Only dead men can tell the truth in this world” ~Mark Twain

I’m sure I’ve blogged this before, but it bears repetition. The reminder came from Trying to follow

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The Parable of the Old Man and the Young

by Richard on October 28, 2008

So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went,
And took the fire with him, and a knife.
And as they sojourned both of them together,
Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father,
Behold the preparations, fire and iron,
But where the lamb, for this burnt-offering?
Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps,
And builded parapets and trenches there,
And [...]

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