Sunday, April 19, 2009

Why British culture is worth fighting for: Jerusalem, traditional hymn for the Sunday before St. George's Day, 23th of April

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.

Poem by William Blake.

1 comment:

Jewel said...

I truly do hope there is a fire being kindled in my ancestral home, Abu. When I heard the new to speak...for England, I figured y'all were pretty much toast. Milk toast. Not a good thing. But after hearing about the Old Farts rise against the pirate machine on board the Melody, yesterday, and the counterprotests in Luton, home of another brave Blogger, I am beginning to see the old become new again. Stop by my places, when you get the time, dear.