A pewter dragon in the dust
Some curling chains turned to rust
Some old bones stacked in line
A bone comb with a broken tine
Ritual gifts or just waste
Theorise with too much haste
Maybe let the question go
Maybe let the mystery grow
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Changing times and names
War and scandal and divorce
Mother reigns again
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Debauchery swells
Lazy Princes and mad Kings
Produced and Empress
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The thistle embraced the wilting rose
Joined the lands as one
Wars still rumbled across hill and plain
Dividing faith from faith
The stewards who ascended high
Would rise and fall and rise
Held heads so high they thought divine
Then tumbled to the ground
Sons of the island lost to war
The people scarred and tired
One form of tyrant sent to death
Another imposed dark law
Return and rise the stewards house
Shaky on the seat
Look to longingly to the holy see
The thistle withered away
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A renaissance across the land
Throwing off the far-flung shackles
For new ones closer to home
A new white dawn
Grabbing the holy riches
Gold crosses forged to swords
War in all directions
An empire to rebuild
Tall ships grew and multiplied
New lands found and won
The power of word proliferates
Especially the words of one
All the globe within the globe
Sounds echo down to now
Expose the hearts of Kings and Queens
Commoner, thief and maid
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The invaders became the natives
And the empire grew and grew
Still one tongue ruled, another served
Ambitious chances were few
Once King extended the lands
Far across the sea
A golden time of riches
For those who were still free
In wars the riches squandered
By the lion and the snake
Rebellion loomed open the crown
As liberty crawled awake
So some power leaked away
Through the reluctant pen
That signed the future of the land
Hope was found again
For many years this house ruled
Until the roses clashed
From golden empire this dynasty
To war and bloodshed crashed
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The end of dynasties across the land
The removal of a class
The subjugation of a race
Custom smashed like glass
Upon the barest thread of claim
They came to take the crown
Rewrote the laws that bind us still
And all was written down
Here began the deep divide
Between rulers and the ruled
They claimed the justice of the lord
But very few were ruled
So across the short sea gap they came
With sword and shield and horse
Built castles high and mighty
Changing this fair island’s course
Adding new language to our tongues
Enriching and splitting too
Some words reserved for nobility
And some would never do
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Rising up and crashing down
On the cold, dark northern sea
Through hail and thunder, rain and show
The dark behind we flee
Filled with fear and hunger
From their lands bereft
They gorged their souls on anger
Till nothing else was left
They crashed upon the naked shores
Like children of the thunder
And every wall they came across
The smashed and tore asunder
The burnt the words of holy men
Carved scars into the nation
But also left their words and ways
While singing their elation
Some stayed in the conquered lands
Creating yet more divides
Their echoes ring across the years
In our veins their blood resides
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Waves of gold crash onto the shore
Bringing fire and steel and songs and roars
Colour and light bleed into the dark
Writing new borders,new Gods, new laws
Times of war and the shining axe
The pagan, the warrior, the thegn
The land divided up once more
Darkness was here again
Lost the marble luxuries
Returned to hall and hearth
Here began the journey
Of these words winding path
And here were born the names
That linger down through time
That give us all identity
Born from conquests crime
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Lines upon lines
Red and gold
Standing against
The wild blue bold
A stamps of order
And authority
Here is born
Conformity
Silk and steel
Rules the land
Gifts and death
In this hand
Shapes indelible
Left on the land
Words both spoken
And written in sand
Strength and order
The order of the day
The eagles left
Their order will stay
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Hard, cold and grey
Dull and unreflective
Sharpened for weapons of war
Blunted for tools of toil
Yet there is more
Glowing in the forge
Twisted into marble patterns
Delicate chains and swirls
Mounts for jewels
Brooches for queens
Pins and forks and hooks
A myriad of ideas were born
Flowing from use to form
New forms growing fast
The sword fights, the lock defends
The cauldron holds the feast
Times of war and growth of lore
Times of great halls a roaring
Look past the iron-grey mist of time
To see the colours flower
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They left a legacy written in stone
Plain for all to see
Yet there are less lucid signs
Discovered carefully
Lines that lay across the land
Tales of times gone by
Showing us in hidden ways
To be read by those who try
The tracks we walked long ago
The boundaries of old
A story laid on every hill
And every vale and fold.
And on our tongues and in our tales
Echoes of the past
Holy places beyond the cross
Beyond a gulf so vast
Shapes and forms from ancient times
Still glimpsed within the heart
Of dance and song and tales that burn
And every blessed art
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Um. Was that real? Archaeological story of the discovery of Richard IIIs grave. Presented by the bloke off Horrible Histories and featuring an archaeologist who burst into tears at the site of bones!
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