The Silent Wanderings: The 60th Anniversary of the Accession To the Throne of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the II

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The 60th Anniversary of the Accession To the Throne of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the II

It is past midnight in the British Isles, and is now Monday morning in the Motherland. The day will, in a few short hours, dawn, and with it comes the 60th anniversary of the beginning of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the II's reign. 60 years ago, her father, the good King George VI, died, and his daughter, Princess Elizabeth, became Queen.

Words cannot properly convey all that Her Majesty has brought to this world. She is a symbol of stability, of loyalty, of dedication, of quiet stoicism, of humility, of honour, of courage. She shines brighter and more glorious than any other modern day "celebrity", although I loathe to breathe the name of Her Majesty in the same sentence as that of modern day celebrities. She outshines them by hundreds of leagues. Her Majesty continues to lead us, the British peoples, despite the changing and turbulent times, in which those who wish to retain Britain's founding principles of Christianity and Freedom are hated and reviled with each passing day.

In reaching her 60th anniversary, Her Majesty the Queen now remains only behind one other of Britain's greatest monarchs and queens, Her Imperial Majesty the Queen Empress Victoria, as longest reigning monarch of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

Much has been said by ways of congratulating our fine Queen and Glorious Lady, and my words here are but poor indeed, a small, pitiful offering among the more grand tributes given.

There remains not much more to do, except to lift our glasses in a toast to Her Majesty The Queen, and say with all our hearts:

God Save the Queen!

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"I prefer the liberties we now enjoy to the liberalism they profess, and find something better than the Rights of Man in the Rights of Englishmen."~Benjamin Disraeli

When comparing republics to monarchies, there are two sides of the coin- the better side is the one with the head of the monarch.
~My sister

It is not to be thought of that the Flood
Of British freedom, which to the open Sea
Of the world's praise from dark antiquity
Hath flowed, "with pomp of waters, unwithstood,"
Road by which all might come and go that would,
And bear out freights of worth to foreign lands;
That this most famous Stream in Bogs and Sands
Should perish; and to evil and to good
Be lost for ever. In our Halls is hung
Armoury of the invincible Knights of old:
We must be free or die, who speak the tongue
That Shakespeare spake; the faith and morals hold
Which Milton held. In every thing we are sprung
Of Earth's first blood, have titles manifold.
~William Wordsworth

The maxim of the British people is "Business as usual."
Winston Churchill

An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.
George Mikes

Not by the power of Commerce, Art, or Pen
Shall our great Empire stand; nor has it stood:
But by the noble deeds of noble men,
Heroic lives, and Heroes’ outpoured blood.

~Frederick George Scott

Duty cannot exist without faith.

King Louis Philippe once said to me that he attributed the great success of the British nation in political life to their talking politics after dinner.

Life is too short to be little. Man is never so manly as when he feels deeply, acts boldly, and expresses himself with frankness and with fervour.

We live in an age when to be young and to be indifferent can be no longer synonymous. We must prepare for the coming hour. The claims of the Future are represented by suffering millions; and the Youth of a Nation are the trustees of Posterity.

You can tell the strength of a nation by the women behind its men.

You will find as you grow older that courage is the rarest of all qualities to be found in public life.
~Benjamin Disraeli

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'

~William Shakespeare

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The 60th Anniversary of the Accession To the Throne of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the II

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