the Church literally never ever believed the earth wasn't round... its been know from ancient times the the earth is round... the realisation that the earth is round... literally predates the idea of earth being flat by a considerable amount of time.
I still can't get over that amazing use of old English grammar at "and then some venison brandished" to get around the fact that sandwiches don't exist yet. I squirm with delight every time I hear it! 😃
Lyrics! (Partial credit to Ediable, commentator on the original vid, I've only SLIGHTLY changed 'em) Traveling in a chipped up carriage On the kings road, I shaln't disparage I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said Doth thou come from the lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't thou hear, cans't thou hear the thunder? Thou better run, thou better take cover Buyin’ wares from a man in Hamburg He stood, six foot four, in plated armours I said, "Doth thou speaketh my language?" And he just smiled and then some venison brandished And he said I come from a land of yonder Where mead doth flow and men chunder Cans't thou hear, cans't thou hear the thunder? Thou better run, thou better take cover, yeah Payin time' in ol' London bay With a slack jaw, and not much to say I shout to a man, "Art thou trying to tempt me For I do come from a and of plenty?" And he said Doth thou come from the lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't thou hear, cans't thou hear the thunder? Thou better run, thou better take cover Doth thou come from the lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't thou hear, cans't thou hear the thunder? Thou better run, thou better take cover
@@BobbinRobbin777 Considering that the extermination efforts against sparrows were so effective that it threw the balance of their ecosystem out of wack enough to be one of the causes of the Great Famine and the Chinese ended up eventually importing 250,000 sparrows from Russia in a futile attempt to fix the balance they destroyed? Yes, yes they are. On the other hand, WAR WAS LITERALLY COMMITTED AGAINST THE EMU WITH TRENCHES, TRUCKS, AND GUNS, AND THEY STILL WON AGAINST THE AUSTRALIANS. 10,000 rounds spent, and the total was estimated at about 1 dead Emu per 10 rounds spent, or about 1000 birds... of a single migration flock of 20,000. They also successfully ate and spoilt almost all of the crops via guerilla and lookout tactics, and aid was refused to the farmers for the years after when it was requested (the bounty system continued to be a much better use of funds, as well as some twenty years later the release of .303 ammo to the farmers to use themselves in defense of their fields).
Verily, verily doth this psalm annointeth mine ear. I doth shouteth this in harmony with the psalmists whilst I enjoy mine spoils of strong drink. Though to mine ears, mine voice that is raised like a trumpet is pleasing in mine sight, there are some that would consider it as the crackling of thorns under a burning pot.
Imagine this playing at the end of a medieval base series. After an wild quest the main character marries a fair maiden and is telling his story to his kids as this song plays as the credits roll
This is great …. here I am a Aussie in lockdown here in west Sydney playing Assassins Creed Valhalla as a Viking raiding the country side in the ninth century in England and listening to this song 🎧
One of the best Bardcore versions - the lyrics doth carry the meaning but are from the proper time. Venison brandished! No vegemite back then. Great work!
heres one with eth and thorn, not entirely accurate on my part because the rules are weird, but here it is Traveling in a chipped up carriage On þe kings road, I shaln't disparage I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said Doð þou come from þe lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't þou hear, cans't þou hear þe þunder? ðou better run, þou better take cover Buyin’ wares from a man in Hamburg He stood, six foot four, in plated armours I said, "Doð þou speakeð my language?" And he just smiled and þen some venison brandished And he said I come from a land of yonder Where mead doð flow and men chunder Cans't þou hear, cans't þou hear þe þunder? ðou better run, þou better take cover, yeah Payin time' in ol' London bay Wið a slack jaw, and not much to say I shout to a man, "Art þou trying to tempt me For I do come from a and of plenty?" And he said Doð þou come from þe lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't þou hear, cans't þou hear þe þunder? ðou better run, þou better take cover Doð þou come from þe lande of yonder? Where Viking row and Saxon plunder? Cans't þou hear, cans't þou hear þe þunder? ðou better run, þou better take cover
It find it kind of funny to hear this song in this style especially because it uses the same Chord Progression as Pachelbel’s Canon in D which uses an old Voice Progression so yeah I just find it Ironic
