Song of the Red War-Boat (Peter Bellamy) - English Folk Song of Anglo-Saxon Poem
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- Опубліковано 2 січ 2022
- Song of the Red War-Boat: a English Folk Song sung by Peter Bellamy, the song is based on a poem from the book Rewards and Fairies, and tells the story of a Anglo-Saxon ship crew who's out sailing and their worry for their lord who is contemplating a conversion to Christianity but i think Peter Bellamy puts it well in his own words what the song is about:
" The Song of the Red War-Boat is another guess, this time at the possible rhymes and sounds of music of the Saxon era. It is the song of the crew of a boat fighting a storm to rescue their overlord who has been shipwrecked. The pagan oarsmen are troubled less by the weather than by the fact that their lord is contemplating Christianity. "
Lyrics:
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady!
Watch for a smooth! Give way!
If she feels the lop already
She'll stand on her head in the bay.
It's ebb-it's dusk-it's blowing,
And the shoals are a mile of white,
But (snatch her along!) we're going
To find our master tonight.
Chorus:
For we hold that in all disaster
Of shipwreck, storm, or sword,
A man must stand by his master
When once he had pledged his word!
Raging seas we have rowed in,
But seldom we saw them thus;
Our master is angry with Odin-
So Odin is angry with us!
Heavy odds have we taken,
But never before such odds.
The Gods they know they're forsaken,
We must risk the wrath of the Gods!
Over the crest she flies from,
Into its hollow she drops,
Crouches and clears her eyes from
The wind-torn breaker-tops,
Ere out on the shrieking shoulder
Of a hill-high surge she drives.
Meet her! Meet her and hold her!
Pull for your scoundrel lives!
The thunder bellow and clamour
The harm that they mean to do;
There goes Thor's Own Hammer
Cracking the dark in two!
Close! But the blow has missed her,
Here comes the wind of the blow!
Row or the squall'll twist her
Broadside on to it!-Row!
Hearken, Thor of the Thunder!
We are not here for a jest-
For wager, warfare, or plunder,
Or to put your power to test.
This work is none of our wishing-
We would house at home if we might-
But our master is wrecked out fishing,
We go to find him tonight.
Chorus:
For we hold that in all disaster-
As the Gods Themselves have said-
A man must stand by his master
Till one of the two is dead.
That is the way of our thinking,
Now you can do as you will,
While we try to save her from sinking,
And hold her head to it still.
Bale her and keep her moving,
Or she'll break her back in the trough…
Who said the weather's improving,
Or the swells are taking off?
Sodden, and chafed and aching,
Gone in the loins and the knees-
No matter-for the day is breaking,
And there's far less weight to the seas!
Up mast, and finish baling-
In oars, and out with the mead-
The rest will be two-reef sailing…
That was a night indeed!
Chorus:
But we hold that in all disaster
(And faith, we have found it true!)
If only you stand by your master,
The Gods will stand by you!
Nice
“F*ck the saxons, all my homies hate the saxons!”
~The Vikings probably
Haha, did you know Anglos come from south Denmark? and the Anglo-Saxons were majority Nordic ;)
@@songsofold6917 ah, I see, the normans were a French-Nordic mix right?
@@Norwagen Yes exactly, if it wasnt for the Normans then england would have been basically a 4th scandinavian kingdom because they were so close to us linguistically, culturally, religiously and genetically
@@songsofold6917homie. there is seldom a group of people who are more mixed. norman, roman, germanic, irish, scot, welsh, nordic, anglo... it goes on and on and on.
@@songsofold6917omfg bro. the anglos are totaly different than the scandanavians.
how is this anglo saxon? this is obviously nordic. totaly different things.
Nah dude do some research. It's Anglo saxon