The Fyne and Nice Workes of Aneleda Falconbridge
A song for the East. Conceived by Countess Svava, Count Thorson, Sir Antonio Patrasso (and me) around the breakfast table after spring Crown Tourney, AS46. Suitable for all fighters, and can even be sung in a round!
I am Eastern, I am Eastern
So are you, So are you
Let’s go beat the midrealm, Let’s go beat the midrealm
With a stick, With a stick
Sung to the honorable tune, Frere Jaques.
…”Next I would hear a song for the East.” So saith my King Lucan unto me at Vinland Raids. And so, a song for the East, completed in time for our Southern War Practice. It is a softer song, one for the night before battle, when the camp is lit with fire and all sit, tell stories, sharpen swords and work at the forges. It is a lullaby of sorts, started out as a lullaby for an army which will split the very earth come morning, but it became a dance for the night before battle.
We wear the Purple and Gold
And fight for all we are worth
Follow the purple and gold
Tygers sharpen your claws on the earth
Our brothers we may all know
Our sisters fight here beside us
Tyger’s love is not for show
‘Tis the glory of battle that binds us
We wear the Purple and Gold…
Take up the pike and the spear
Swords and shields gather around us
for honor of those who are here
for defeat of those who oppose us
We wear the Purple and Gold…
Hear the blood pound in your ears
‘Tis the drum of the battle we seek
Azure paws stamp to the beat
Victory does not fall to the meek
We wear the Purple and Gold…
Fight for your King and your land,
for your Queen and the day will be taken
Eastern pride all will withstand
those who fight us are clearly mistaken.
We wear the Purple and Gold
And fight for all we are worth
Follow the purple and gold
Tygers sharpen your claws on the earth
Tygers sharpen your claws on the earth
Tygers sharpen your claws on the earth!
OriensVictoriosusSheetMusic pdf
Here comes the East with banners raised
Join your voices sing her praise
Shout to the sky in proud displays
Oriens Victoriosus!
Look to the throne, the Eastern light
Crowing brilliance fills our sight
Beneath their rays our hearts ignite
Oriens Victoriosus!
Here comes the East with banners raised
Join your voices sing her praise
Shout to the sky in proud displays
Oriens Victoriousus!
Look to our kin at battle’s call
Eastern love holds each in thrall
Some will stay rais-ed some will fall
Oriens Victoriosus!
Here comes the East with banners raised
Join your voices sing her praise
Shout to the sky in proud displays
Oriens Victoriosus!
Look to our homes to fields and plows
Think on them while time allows
Ere we come to fill our vows
Oriens Victoriosus!
Here comes the East with banners raised
Join your voices sing her praise
Shout to the sky in proud displays
Oriens Victoriosus!
Look to the kith of Eastern Lands
all created by by their hands
This is why she strongly stands
Oriens Victoriosus!
Here comes the East with banners raised
Join your voices sing her praise
Shout to the sky in proud displays
Oriens Victoriosus!
Oriens Victoriosus!
Oriens Victoriosus!
http://www.mbouchard.com/misc/OriensVictoriosus.mp3
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The song is written in a marching cadence – singers should consider composing verses of their own for their own marching units to sing should they wish!
Created by the mad scientists at Pastrano Laboratories after Spring Crown Tourney AS46.
I am Eastern, I am Eastern
So are you, So are you
Let’s go beat the Midrealm, Let’s go beat the Midrealm
With a stick! With a stick!
(To the tune of Frere Jaques, more or less.)
(Created by Lady Aneleda, Jarl Thorson, Countess Svava, and Syr Antonio over bagels. Muhahahahahha!)
Stalk like the tyger treads through the night
follow the purple and gold glitt’ring bright
Our king leads the field as we march to the war
The like that no other has seen yet before
Our queen holds our love in veils of gold thread
We shall follow her standard until we are dead
Lucan and Jana but give your command
And the crows shall dine well in this part of the land.
With honor, to glory, eyes burning aflame
Tighten your helm as you rush into fame
For the battles are many and the war it is long
But those without fear are remembered in song!
Take up the pike and the spear and the sword
Let the wheat lay as you swear on the word
fighting for kingdom, for hearth and for home
Bretheren all, we n’ere fight alone
Follow the banners and steel yourself here
Focus your mind and your arm against fear
We all wear the blue but treasure the red,
And take death on the field before death in our beds.
With honor, to glory, eyes burning aflame
Tighten your helm as you rush into fame
For the battles are many and the war it is long
But those without fear are remembered in song!
Forget all you know but remember your King
For as long as he stands we still have every thing
Honor your love but take arms for your Queen
Fight like the tyger whose cubs have been seen.
With honor, to glory, eyes burning aflame
Tighten your helm as you rush into fame
For the battles are many and the war it is long
But those without fear are remembered in song!
Written winter/spring 2011