Wind Rose Hotel: Happy Thanksgiving!

November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

Today is Thanksgiving Day in the United States. As for me, I would like to give thanks to the Lord for many things, one of which is … Columbus, that is for letting him be born, and for letting him think that, after all, it was time to discover a new World!

But now, for the sake of true Country Music connoisseurs, I’ll call upon Johnny Cash to speak. Let’s listen to Man in Black singing a rare song called “Thanksgiving Prayer” (words and music by Johnny himself and Josef Anderson). He sang it on the Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman Show several years ago. Enjoy it, and have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

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The name of this blog indicates a place where people seek their bearings, but this is not a site where they can actually find them—everyone is, or should be, his own wind rose.
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The Liberty Bell

«Proclaim LIBERTY throughout all
the Land unto all the Inhabitants
thereof
Lev. XXV, X
By Order of the Assembly of the
Province of Pensylvania for the
State House in Philada»
1752

«If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening ...
all over this land,
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between all of
my brothers and my sisters
All over this land.
...
It's a bell of freedom»
Lee Hays and Pete Seeger
["If I Had a Hammer"]

"Friends, Romans,
countrymen,
lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar,
not to praise him.
The evil that men do
lives after them;
The good is oft interred
with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar.
The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar
was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously
hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave
of Brutus and the rest--
For Brutus is
an honourable man;
So are they all,
all honourable men--
Come I to speak
in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend,
faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And Brutus is
an honourable man.
He hath brought
many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did
the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar
seem ambitious?
When that the poor have
cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made
of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And Brutus is
an honourable man.
You all did see
that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented
him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse:
was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is
an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove
what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak
what I do know.
You all did love him once,
not without cause:
What cause withholds you
then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled
to brutish beasts,
And men have lost
their reason.
Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin
there with Caesar,
And I must pause
till it come back to me. (...)"

William Shakespeare
«Julius Caesar»
Act 3, Scene 2

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