"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Thursday, 24 December 2009

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing


  1. Beautiful. Thank you. Joyeux Noel.

  2. And to you too Tris - I'm looking fwd to New Year's Eve. Lang may your SNP lum reek.

  3. The openening bars on the organ are enough to bring back many happy memories of Christmas past.
    Thanks for these, Merry Christmas to you.


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