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Sheriff Hutton
03:17
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Of Sheriff Hutton I have been told
A sense of wonder did unfold
Of Richard's council of the north
It's lonely ruins I see henceforth
On the castle walls he must have walked
To his affinity he must have talked
Where distant echoes still resound
That which is lost may still be found
To Middleham castle I have gone
It's broken walls once so strong
The strange white statue standing there
A twist of fate hanging in the air
On the castle walls he must have walked
To his affinity he must have talked
Where distant echoes still resound
That which is lost may still be found
To the Tower of London one fateful day
The crown of England one step away
At Bosworth field once Redemore plain
Where Richard fought and lost in vain
On the castle walls he must have walked
To his affinity he must have talked
Where distant echoes still resound
That which is lost may still be found
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Richard Liveth Yet
04:00
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The first cry of a new born child
And the delight at the birth of a son
The Duke of York full of pride
And a new life has now begun
And Richard liveth yet
The youngest son of the Duke of York
Born at the castle of Fotheringhay
October fourteen fifty two
Was the sun shining on that autumn day?
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Written at Rising
02:18
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From Castle Rising fourteen sixty nine
To Sir John Say this letter I sign
Right trusty and well beloved we greet you well
And of my lack of funds I do sadly tell
The King's good grace has appointed me
To attend for his highness I did not foresee
My urgent request for one hundredth pound
Until next Easter when repayment is found
For at this time I am in great need
And I must show you good lordship indeed
The bearer hereof shall inform quite soon
Written at Rising the twenty fourth day of June
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4. |
Act III, Scene IV
02:43
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Now noble peers
The cause why we are met
Is to determine
Of the coronation
In God's name speak
When is the royal day
Are all things ready
For that royal time
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The Year of Three Kings
02:32
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Edward the Fourth his lust for life flown
With the hated Woodvilles the seeds of strife sown
The chronicles tell us of conspiracy
In a struggle for power in the year of three kings
The year of three kings, the year of three kings
The chronicles tell us of the year of three kings
Edward the Fifth a boy never crowned
With his disappearance the rumours abound
The chronicles tell us of conspiracy
Amidst all the rumours in the year of three kings
The year of three kings, the year of three kings
The chronicles tell us of the year of three kings
Richard of Gloucester an heir to the throne
But of the pre-contract he had not known
The chronicles tell us of conspiracy
In a text of confusion in the year of three kings
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Hollow Crown
03:32
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You see this crown how it does shine
A golden crown and it is mine
I wear it for England which I hold dear
A cry of usurper I did hear
This hollow crown upon my head
They say my brother’s sons are dead
Whispers at court behind my throne
In my reign seeds of doubt are sown
You see this body is it truly mine
My back is bent like a twisted vine
You speak of evil to tarnish my name
For the death of Hastings I am to blame
This hollow crown upon my head
And now my youngest son is dead
My grief at court upon my throne
The queen and I feel so alone
You see this sword in my hand
Against Tudor I defend this land
Of news from France I wait to hear
Within my armour I hide my fear
This hollow crown upon my head
They say Queen Anne will soon be dead
The sky is dark though it is day
With my book of hours I do pray
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Remember my Name
02:14
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The King has commanded and to battle you must go
From our home to a fate I'd rather not know
So if I never see you again
I won't forget you
I'll remember your name
With my longbow I hope my aim will be true
For war clouds have gathered and I must leave you
So if I never see you again
Please don't forget me
And remember my name
The King has commanded and to battle you must go
From our home to a fate I'd rather not know
Our lives once so happy
Could be shattered and torn
Some will rejoice but others will mourn
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Lord Lovell's Lament
01:56
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Pray sleep thou tender child
I hold you to my breast
Defended from the wild
And slumbered in thy nest
Oh let sleep be so mild
Without dreams of strife
Sleep hold thee undefiled
Sweet innocent young life
Remember those now reviled
Whose faith had wavered not
Their honour has been defiled
They lie in earthen plot
Oh let sleep be so mild
Without dreams of strife
Sleep hold thee undefiled
Sweet innocent young life
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Requiem
03:21
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Her heart was full of sorrow
The news somewhat delayed
Her younger brother Richard
In battle he was betrayed
A requiem mass for Richard
She had to prepare
Her heart was full of sorrow
Anger and deep despair
A usurper Henry Tudor
How she would hate that name
Did steal the crown of England
Her brother cruelly slain
A requiem mass for Richard
She had to prepare
Her heart was full of anger
Margaret's deep despair
A Greyfriars church in Mechelen
In the choir her body to rest
For in her will was written
This burial request
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Royal Title
03:05
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I am descended from Sir John Buck
Executed after Bosworth Field
For loyalty I will write a book
And the truth will be revealed
For I have found the Croyland Chronicle
Written out by scribes
Within the missing royal title the truth it has survived
I have climbed the social ladder
And I went to the Inns of Court
Served the Tudor Queen Elizabeth
But the truth I have now sought
For I have found the Croyland Chronicle
Written out by scribes
Within the missing royal title the truth it has survived
The lords spiritual and temporal
Did petition a mighty prince
To be the ruler of this land
Shown dishonour ever since
My name is Sir George Buck
And now a Stuart king I serve
For King Richard I will write a book
Truth and honour he does deserve
For I have found the Croyland Chronicle
Written out by scribes
Within the missing royal title the truth it has survived
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Ambion Hill
02:55
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I saw a knight up on Ambion Hill
His armour did shine in the sun
He wore a surcoat of murrey and blue
It felt like a dream had begun
He beckoned me to follow him
I blinked and he was gone
A ghost I think I had seen
But you say I must be wrong
I heard a voice up on Ambion Hill
He said the battle wasn't here
I looked around I was quite alone
But the voice it was quite near
He told me to turn around
I turned to walk that way
A ghostly voice I think I heard
Are you sure I hear you say
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The Legendary Ten Seconds Torquay, UK
The Legendary Ten Seconds started off as the solo music project of Ian Churchward during the time when he was the lead guitar player of The Morrisons who were featured on John Peel's radio one show back in 1987. In 2013 Lord Zarquon joined Ian's music project and since then the line up has gradually expanded and various guest musician's and vocalists have helped out in the recording studio. ... more
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