tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1947214310238689197.post8046554937163089626..comments2023-08-01T03:00:05.039-07:00Comments on Leave the European Union: The Queenknoweurohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02488009205593815257noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1947214310238689197.post-13395575066141094882017-10-24T04:47:06.071-07:002017-10-24T04:47:06.071-07:00O Lord our God arise!
Scatter her enemies
And make...O Lord our God arise!<br />Scatter her enemies<br />And make them fall.<br />Confound their politics,<br />Frustrate their knavish tricks<br />On Thee our hopes we fix.<br />God save us all.<br /><br />My Great Aunt Isobel, who was a naval nursing sister in the Great War, said that the sailors always sang this verse of the national anthem with great feeling.<br /><br />What a pity the milksops took it out.<br /><br />In the meantime, the French go on watering the furrows with the impure blood of their enemies in the Marseillaise. Good luck to them!<br /><br />But our more mildly expressed patriotism is suppressed by what we now term Political Correctness.<br /><br />Edward Spaltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04168350315689612490noreply@blogger.com