This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise;
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war;
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands;
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
From Shakespeare's King Richard II Act 2 Scene 1
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise;
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war;
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands;
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
From Shakespeare's King Richard II Act 2 Scene 1
Wow. Extraordinary photograph.
ReplyDeleteI've been really enjoying your Ur-walk and subsequent posts, SW. I love the photos, especially the views with edges of woods - so atmospheric.
ReplyDeleteWonderful lyrics and vocals in the song.
You really are reconnecting with your youth, aren't you Robert - lovely photo of typical Lincolnshire countryside. Love
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