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Crombie Memorial Stained Glass Window St Machar's Cathedral Aberdeen Scotland [00:46]
Tour Scotland video of the John Eugene Crombie memorial stained glass window in St Machar's Cathedral on visit to Aberdeen. Born 30th April 1896, died 23rd April 1917. He was born at 91 Onslow Square, London, the only son of John William Crombie, Liberal MP for Kincardineshire. Eugene as he was always known was a Captain in the Gordon Highlanders who was Killed in Action, St. George's Day, 1917. He was also a War Poet and here is one of his poems. Easter Day, 1917, The Eve of the Battle. I rose and watched the eternal giant of fire, Renew his struggle with the grey monk Dawn, Slowly supreme, though broadening streaks of blood, Besmirch the threadbare cloak, and pour his flood. Of life and strength on our yet sleeping choir. As I went out to church on Easter morn. Returning with the song of birds and men. Acclaiming victory of throbbing life, I saw the fairies of the morning shower, Giving to drink each waking blade and flower, I saw the new world take Communion then, and now 'tis night and we return to strife. Huts, France, April, 1917. Eugene is buried in Duisans British Cemetery Etrun, Pas De Calais, France,.
Dunnottar castle, part 3 [06:48]
In the Middle Ages, lords, from kings to humble lairds,ate in the Great Hall with their household. Their status was perhaps stressed by the raising of the lord's table at one end of the hall, lifting him literally above the heads of his dependants, but he ate and drank with them daily. After the meal he might retreat into the privacy of a drawing room, but would often remain in the hall to listen to minstrels and musicians, or to play at cards and gamble on dice with his servants. However, since 1603, when James V1 of Scotland ascended the English throne, Scotland had been opened to English influences, and her nobility in particular adopted the practices of the English aristocracy. Chief amonst these was what is known as 'keeping state', where a self conscious nobility placed great stress on its status. Now wishing to distance themselves from their social inferiors, lords adopted an 'upstairs downstairs' division of the household, eating and sleeping in private suites while the servants ate in the kitchen or common hall. And so we come to the darkest chapter in the history of Dunnottar. The fury of the authorities reached fever pitch when the Duke of Monmouth, the King,s illegitimate son, endeavoured to take the British throne by force. In Scotland the ill-fated rebellion was led by the Duke of Argyll. it was then that a body of Covenanting prisoners, 122 men and 45 women, who refused to acknowledge the new prayer book in particular and the King's supremacy in spiritual ...
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SCOTLAND THE BRAVE. ( HD ) [02:44]
A view of the Scottish country taken from across Scotland. Accompanied by the music of The Auld Town Band & Pipes ~ Scotland the Brave. Available @itunes. I hope you enjoy viewing. Scotland the Brave Lyrics Hark when the night is falling Hear! Hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling, Down thro' the glen. There where the hills are sleeping, Now feel the blood a-leaping, High as the spirits of the old Highland men. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. High in the misty Highlands, Out by the purple islands, Brave are the hearts that beat Beneath Scottish skies. Wild are the winds to meet you, Staunch are the friends that greet you, Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave. Far off in sunlit places, Sad are the Scottish faces, Yearning to feel the kiss Of sweet Scottish rain. Where tropic skies are beaming, Love sets the heart a-dreaming, Longing and dreaming for the homeland again. Towering in gallant fame, Scotland my mountain hame, High may your proud standards gloriously wave, Land of my high endeavour, Land of the shining river, Land of my heart for ever, Scotland the brave.
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