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		<title>Zubeydah at 01:04, 30 August 2019</title>
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		<title>Zubeydah: Zubeydah&#039;s Songbook</title>
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		<updated>2013-01-31T21:45:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Zubeydah&amp;#039;s Songbook&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
===Harken, Ansteorra (a filk song)===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Sung to the tune of &amp;quot;Donna Donna&amp;quot;.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In the North of Ansteorra&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s a shire with a heart of gold&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Led by harpers, bards and artisans&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bringing back the skills of old&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Harken Ansteorra&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Give heed and mark my words&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s lots up here -&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Like harp-strings clear&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So listen to the songs&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
of Northern...&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the North is rising&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
LionDragon roars with pride&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the North surprising:&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mooneschadowe is worth the ride!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Up in Mooneshadowe, west from Northkeep,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Men are brave and tales are told&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of lines held strongly &amp;#039;gainst all comers&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At each Gulf War since times of old&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Harken, Ansteorra&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Give heed and mark my words&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s men up here&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
With blades to fear!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s BATTLES to be found&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In Northern...&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the North is rising&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
LionDragon roars with pride&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the north surprising:&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mooneschadowe&amp;#039;s a growing tide!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Growing word-fame spreads of those who&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In the North uphold our Dream&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ansteorra&amp;#039;s gaze upon you&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In your hearts, the Black Star&amp;#039;s gleam&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Harken Ansteorra&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Give heed and mark my words&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s lots up here -&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Like Oxlade&amp;#039;s BEER!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So raise your glass and toast&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To Northern...&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the North is rising&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
LionDragon roar heard clear&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Black Star in the north suprising&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mooneshadeen are family dear! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Adversity&amp;#039;s Gift===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Inspired by Hersir Thorgrim Northkeep, and Her Excellency, Sigen Northkeep&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Frost-hardened lands&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
birth strength in men&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
adversity&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
brings a treasure&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to some who heed&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
rarer than gold&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
more weighty than&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the standing stones&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
deeper than fjords&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
unstealable&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by thieves by night&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
or taken by&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
force of numbers&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
or ordered up&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
surrendered by&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
kings on far thrones&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
adversity&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
which makes a man&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
from a young boy&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and holds him from&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the company&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
of worms who fear&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
that light that prize&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
adversity&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
brings as a gift&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
untakeable&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ungiveable&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
integrity&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Oh Captain!===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;(Shamelessly filked from Walt Whitman&amp;#039;s classic work. Written on the occasion of the Captain of the Liondragon Guard - Ollj Perala&amp;#039;s - birthday)&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Oh Captain! My Captain, a fearful trip&amp;#039;s begun&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The bus is loaded to the racks, the Frat is out for fun.&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The war is near, the shouts I hear, the people all rejoicing&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The guard is here, Ox brought the beer, your shieldwall bold and daring&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, Oh guard! Guard! Guard!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Garbed in darkest shades of red&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Liondragon proudly snarls&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Above Trimeran dead&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Oh Captain! My Captain, they call to reinforce&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Line up - for you, the shields will hold - for you, the cadence thrills;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For you, the praise and ribbons proud - with you, the boys a-fighting&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For you, they charge, unstopping mass, their eyes and hearts a-burning&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Here, Captain! Dear Ollj!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Spear raised above your head&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is our Dream, that on the field&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lay cold, Trimeran dead&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My Captain does not answer, his face is drawn and still;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gasping for each labored breath, he&amp;#039;s standing just by will;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The line has held through final charge, the battle&amp;#039;s closed and done&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Each fearful trip, at rapid clip, the Guard pressed on and won&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Exult, O Hordes, and howl, O Wolf!&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But we, with weary tread&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Reform &amp;#039;round where our Captain stands&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst Trimeran dead&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Brothers===&lt;br /&gt;
When off to battle men they march&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
their weapons close at hand&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the cadence of their marching feet&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
enough to shake the land&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Above them flies the colors proud&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
device of those they serve&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
they stride along, their heads unbowed&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
with steely heart and nerve&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But when the skirmish rages on&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
blood turns the earth to mire&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and warriors&amp;#039; strength is nearly gone&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the situation dire&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Flags will not restore his strength&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nor leaders or their lack&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What helps him through the battle&amp;#039;s length?&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tis the &amp;#039;brother&amp;#039; at his back&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Each man, he loves his wife and babes&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
his country, lord and liege&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But oft his thoughts of these will fade&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When courage is beseiged&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For when he&amp;#039;s at his last reserves&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and must continue on&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
his vows to those with which he serves&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
will get him to the dawn&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
===Le Chemin Noir===&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Written for the premier event of the (then) Incipient Canton of Chemin Noir, Fair of the Harvest.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Chemin Noir translates to The Black Road)&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In Ansteorra&amp;#039;s distant core &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Is born a winding road &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It travels North from noble Steppes&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and on it, kings have rode&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Wise men maintain the priceless routes&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
that criss-cross through their lands&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And guard them well against the raids&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
of prowling, lawless bands &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For twice a year, the King commands&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His vassal-men to war,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
With sword and spear and bravest heart&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That’s Ansteorra’s core.&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We come together ‘long its length,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Beneath the sun’s cruel heat&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And with glad hearts and outstretched hands,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Our kinsmen do we meet&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Why sing the praises of a trail&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a path, a traveled way?&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, roads have shaped this land of ours,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Dream sees light of day.&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This Sable Road, the Chemin Noir, &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Its length we often roam&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To War or friends, it matters not,&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At last, it brings us home. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Bardic]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Zubeydah]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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