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March 17, 2022
A Nation Once Again - The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem
March 17, 2022
Tim Mak's Ukraine War CATS of the day (plus soup noodles):
https://twitter.com/timkmak/status/1504423978714214404
March 17, 2022
Possible good news from the Mariupol theater.
https://twitter.com/IuliiaMendel/status/1504374926874185728
March 17, 2022
An invitation to wild speculation?
https://twitter.com/pmakela1/status/1504378005610811393
March 17, 2022
https://twitter.com/Osinttechnical/status/1504321549372952579
Today's war crime.
https://twitter.com/KyivIndependent/status/1504342280362151938https://twitter.com/Osinttechnical/status/1504321549372952579
March 17, 2022
Commander-IN-Chief, pumpkin.
https://twitter.com/lucymcaldwell/status/1504266163609640960
March 17, 2022
The Minstrel Boy - John McDermott
by Tom Moore
The minstrel boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death you'll find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song" cried the warrior bard
"Tho' all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee"
The minstrel fell but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again
For he tore its chords asunder
And said, "No chains shall sully thee
Thou soul of love and brav'ry
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery
Special Irish song for the heros of Ukraine.
The Minstrel Boy - John McDermott
by Tom Moore
The minstrel boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death you'll find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
"Land of Song" cried the warrior bard
"Tho' all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee"
The minstrel fell but the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again
For he tore its chords asunder
And said, "No chains shall sully thee
Thou soul of love and brav'ry
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery
March 17, 2022
Danny Boy - Renee Fleming
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