Farewell to Ansteorra
Words by Alaric ap Morgan
to the tune of "Farewell to Nova Scotia"
Chorus:
Farewell to Ansteorra, that sun blessed land,
may your hamlets bright and cheery be!
When I am far away over mighty mountains tall
will you ever breathe a sigh or a wish for me?
(Chorus)
I hate to leave my native land,
I loathe to leave my comrades all.
But I must hie away over hills and plains
for my captain calls and I must obey!
(Chorus)
My own true love did bid me stay,
she would not part our company.
But Honor calls, "To horse and away!
For no slight shall mar our kingdom free!"
(Chorus)
Red war doth cry on every side,
Our swords are broken, bent, or dulled.
But Ansteorra stands like a shield in the sun,
and Honor and Glory shall e'er be our pride!
(Slowly)
I lay me down this night to die.
My wounds are grievous. I've greatly bled.
But Ansteorra's life means more than mine
for Love and Beauty must ne'er wash away!
(Chorus, slowly)
We cannot end this on a sad note, so...
(Chorus, lustily)
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