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  •  Wow. (1+ / 0-)
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    Navy Vet Terp

    This explicit reference to the freeing of the slaves should certainly be made a part of our national anthem.  If not let's substitute "The Battle Hymn of the Republic," which will make Christians happy.

    The Stars and Bars and the red swastika banner are both offerings to the same barbaric god.

    by amyzex on Tue May 27, 2014 at 01:07:32 PM PDT

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    •  How about we go back to the original lyrics (1+ / 0-)
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      of the tune of the Star Spangled Banner?


          To Anacreon in Heav'n, where he sat in full glee,
          A few Sons of Harmony sent a petition
          That he their Inspirer and Patron would be;
          When this answer arrived from the Jolly Old Grecian:
          "Voice, Fiddle, and Flute, no longer be mute,
          I'll lend you my name and inspire you to boot,
          And besides I'll instruct you, like me, to intwine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."
          The news through Olympus immediately flew;
          When Old Thunder pretended to give himself airs.
          "If these Mortals are suffered their scheme to pursue,
          The devil a Goddess will stay above stairs.
          Hark, already they cry, in transports of joy,
          Away to the Sons of Anacreon we'll fly,
          And there with good fellows, we'll learn to intwine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus' Vine."
          "The Yellow-Haired God and his nine fusty Maids
          From Helicon's banks will incontinent flee,
          Idalia will boast but of tenantless shades,
          And the bi-forked hill a mere desert will be.
          My Thunder no fear on't, shall soon do its errand,
          And dam'me I'll swing the Ringleaders I warrant.
          I'll trim the young dogs, for thus daring to twine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."
          Apollo rose up, and said, "Pry'thee ne'er quarrel,
          Good King of the Gods, with My Vot'ries below:
          Your Thunder is useless" — then showing his laurel,
          Cry'd "Sic evitabile fulmen,[7] you know!
          Then over each head, my laurels I'll spread,
          So my sons from your Crackers no mischief shall dread,
          Whilst, snug in their clubroom, they jovially twine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."
          Next Momus got up with his risible Phiz
          And swore with Apollo he'd cheerfully join —
          "The full tide of Harmony still shall be his,
          But the Song, and the Catch, and the Laugh shall be mine.
          Then, Jove, be not jealous of these honest fellows."
          Cry'd Jove, "We relent, since the truth you now tell us;
          And swear by Old Styx, that they long shall intwine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."
          Ye Sons of Anacreon, then join hand in hand;
          Preserve Unanimity, Friendship, and Love!
          'Tis yours to support what's so happily plann'd;
          You've the sanction of Gods, and the Fiat of Jove.
          While thus we agree, our toast let it be:
          "May our Club flourish happy, united, and free!
          And long may the Sons of Anacreon intwine
          The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."

      Give your heart a real workout! Love your enemies!

      by moonbatlulu on Tue May 27, 2014 at 08:07:05 PM PDT

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