Monthly Archives: August 2010

The Lowest Trees Have Tops



     Have you ever heard of these words? : Semper Dowland, semper dolens. That was John Dowland’s motto. He was one of the greatest musicians during the late Renaissance. He was English, but he was flourished all over Europe. The second song in the English class with songs this month was The Lowest Trees Have Tops of Sting (Journey & The Labyrinth: The Music of John Dowland) . The song was composed by John Dowland. Sting covered the 16th century’s greatest hit maker John Dowland’s lute songs in 2006. 


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The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat;
The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,
And bees have stings, although they be not great;
Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in kings.

Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;
And love is love, in beggars and in king. Where waters smoothest run, deep are the fords,
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move;
The firmest faith is in the fewest words,
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love;
True hearts have eyes, and ears, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sigh, and then they break.
True hearts have eyes, and ears, no tongues to speak;
They hear, and see, and sigh, and then they break.

     The song is very beautiful with the 16th century’s lute music and Sting’s sexy voice, and of course its meaningful lyrics. Some words are pronounced differently between the era and today, such as great, word, and break. Sting is singing the song with the old style in the CD. In addition, the dial means the sundial, and turtles mean doves.

     Ha ha, people have to just sigh when they are fall in love. People may feel happiest in life only while phenylethylamine is coming out much in the brain.

Journey & The Labyrinth: The Music of John Dowland

The Story of Our Darling Grace



    Have you ever heard of the name Grace Darling? If you’re English, of course, you have. Now, yes, I have, but I hadn’t until recently because I’m Japanese. I took an interesting English course with using songs this month, and the first song was about her. The song is The Story of Our Darling Grace of Bill Jones (Two Year Winter),  the British folk singer. This song’s tune is Celtic. 




The Story of Our Darling Grace 

All you from England, you will know her name
The story’s taught at school and the books proclaim
A Victorian heroine of great renown
And her name it was grace Darling from Bamburgh town

William her father worked on the Longstone Light
The galeswept Forfarshire ran aground one night
Daybreak arrive, Grace with keen eyes saw
Men clinging to Harcar rock out a mile from shore They rowed the coble out in a violent tide
Rescued the nine whose forty mates had died
The second time William took the boat alone
Through the storm they nursed the men in their lighthouse home

Broadsides bent the truth for to sell their wares
The Darling’s story changed far beyond compare
“Grace of womanhood, darling of mankind”
Made their English rose all for a penny a line Artists arrived to capture her dainty face
Pedlars hawked locks of hair and her rocktorn dress
Boats came to Longstone with their sightseeing crew
Grace yearned for solitude as the circus grew

Four years’ attention after that fateful night
Never too strong, Grace she took ill and died
Even the Queen sent money for her grave
Grace was hailed an example for the Victorian age

Over the years the legend has changed and grown
Bamburgh’s lighthouse watching over the stone
See the museum and her resting place
Find the truth in the story of our darling Grace  


     If you read the lyrics above, you know who Grace Darling was and what happened with her. According to the teacher of the English class, the children in the U.K learn about Grace Darling at elementary school with the untrue version of the story. That is, it seems that even now most of British people believe Grace Darling  rescued sailormen alone in the storm courageously, and that many of them visit her museum and buy her goods. Look at her admirable grave! Where is her father’s?

     An ordinary woman was held up high on a pedestal by media and had to die from disease brought by tourism. Her hairs and strips of her dress have been sold even after her death, and how many Graces Darling existed with all those hairs and pieces of clothes? Daily news is made by someone’s will and it sets off on the street, and people believe it is true.

 Two Year Winter