"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."

Friday, 3 September 2010

Comfort Food

I've posted the Harmonious Blacksmith before but not this version with the pics of English History.  I just love this tune - it takes me back to the smell of childhood satchels and hours spent at the old upright in the living room, trying not to disturb anyone.  It came in useful when there was a thunderstorm though - I was always called on to play just to drown out the sound of 'God moving his coal' and stop my mum from hiding under the stairs (turn the mirrors to the wall, put away the cutlery).  Here it is again by way of being a blog-cleanser (doesn't blogging about politics make you feel grimey?) and, as a bonus, there's Passacaglia too with images of the Plague and the social reform that followed.

The Diary of Samuel Pepys


  1. There is little to say here, CE, apart from an enormous 'Thank you'.

    What a truly wonderful find, and what an active reminder of how bad things were and how we won through them all.

    Thanks again, you've quite made my evening.

  2. And you've made mine, Opsimath. Thank you.


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