{"id":29848,"date":"2015-01-27T02:00:34","date_gmt":"2015-01-27T07:00:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=29848"},"modified":"2015-01-24T17:54:39","modified_gmt":"2015-01-24T22:54:39","slug":"maddy-priors-the-sovereign-prince","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2015\/01\/27\/maddy-priors-the-sovereign-prince\/","title":{"rendered":"Maddy Prior&#8217;s &#8220;The Sovereign Prince&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/7FRdlRoJIQE\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.gaudela.net\/prior\/changing_winds.html#prince\" target=\"_blank\">Lyrics<\/a>:<\/p>\n<p>The mariner is sailing<br \/>\nSailing across the sea<br \/>\nSeeking out the enemy<br \/>\nBringing spices back home to me<\/p>\n<p>Spanish gold for the taking<br \/>\nAt the harbour of Cadiz<br \/>\nTheir fleet they left a-blazing<br \/>\nOn the Ocean bed, stone cold, her cannons lie<\/p>\n<p>Eldorado lies a shimmering<br \/>\nShimmering like a mirage<br \/>\nLuring the merchant venturers<br \/>\nOn a brutal grim and overlong voyage<\/p>\n<p>Treasure laden galleons<br \/>\nLemons, melons and quince<br \/>\nStrange exotic cargo<br \/>\nGift and garlands fit for the Prince<\/p>\n<p>And Gloriana rules with a woman&#8217;s wiles<br \/>\nPlays the coquette with politics and smiles<br \/>\nA computer for a brain in the body of a child<br \/>\nAll temper and guile<\/p>\n<p>And the girls on the beach<br \/>\nThey are lying out of reach<br \/>\nThey rub oil on their skins<br \/>\nAnd roll in the sand of hated Spain<\/p>\n<p>And the girls in sidewalk bars<br \/>\nDrink their coffee, smoke their cigars<br \/>\nAnd laugh at the waiting maid<br \/>\nWho covers afraid of the Prince<\/p>\n<p>And Gloriana in stiff starched lace<br \/>\nWith pearls in her hair and thunder on her face<br \/>\nScreams with rage: Has God left this place?<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s no God in this place<\/p>\n<p>And the girls on the phone<br \/>\nRing collect when they call home<br \/>\nAnd talk inconsequent<br \/>\nWill pass in a moment a thousand miles<\/p>\n<p>And the girls in the airport lounge<br \/>\nAre awaiting the tannoy sound<br \/>\nFor the flight to Brazil<br \/>\nWith a couple of weeks to kill in the sun<\/p>\n<p>And Gloriana so harsh and chaste<br \/>\nThe soldier in her breast is raging at the waste<br \/>\nOf Victories lost and battles left unfaced<br \/>\nFor want of such haste<\/p>\n<p>And the girls in high-strapped shoes<br \/>\nWith a tan they never lose<br \/>\nWear the cross of gold<br \/>\nIn memory of stories told in Sunday School<\/p>\n<p>And the girls without the Church<br \/>\nLeave their lovers in the church<br \/>\nBut seldom sleep alone<br \/>\nAnd think no more of Rome than a tourist town<\/p>\n<p>And Gloriana sits slumped on the throne<br \/>\nHer head in her hands is weeping alone<br \/>\nDreaming of the past and times that are gone<br \/>\nDreams of time to come<\/p>\n<p>And the mariner is sailing<br \/>\nSailing across the sea<br \/>\nSeeking out the enemy<br \/>\nBringing spices back home to me<\/p>\n<p><em>Bring me my scallops shell of quiet<br \/>\nMy staff of faith to walk upon<br \/>\nMy scrip of joy, immortal diet<br \/>\nMy bottle of salvation<br \/>\nMy Gown of glory, hopes true gauge<br \/>\nAnd thus I&#8217;ll take my pilgrimage<\/em><br \/>\n(Raleigh)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lyrics: The mariner is sailing Sailing across the sea Seeking out the enemy Bringing spices back home to me Spanish gold for the taking At the harbour of Cadiz Their fleet they left a-blazing On the Ocean bed, stone cold, her cannons lie Eldorado lies a shimmering Shimmering like a mirage Luring the merchant venturers 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