Edinburgh Military Tattoo 2018 – Scotland The Brave!

When it comes to Nationalism, Patriotism, Scotland is a shining example. Here is the finale from this year’s Military Tattoo in Edinburgh, which leads with Sir Walter Scott’s poem, ‘Breathes there the man’ –

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burn’d,
As home his footsteps he hath turn’d,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no Minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonour’d, and unsung.

O Caledonia! stern and wild,
Meet nurse for a poetic child!
Land of brown heath and shaggy wood,
Land of the mountain and the flood,
Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e’er untie the filial band,
That knits me to thy rugged strand!
Still as I view each well-known scene,
Think what is now, and what hath been,
Seems as, to me of all bereft,
Sole friends thy woods and streams were left;
And thus I love them better still,
Even in extremity of ill.
By Yarrow’s streams still let me stray,
Though none should guide my feeble way;
Still feel the breeze down Ettrick break,
Although it chill my wither’d cheek;
Still lay my head by Teviot Stone,
Though there, forgotten and alone,
The Bard may draw his parting groan.

from ‘The Lay of the Last Minstrel’, Canto sixth

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9 Responses to Edinburgh Military Tattoo 2018 – Scotland The Brave!

  1. Menagerie says:

    I have been googling and trying to find out which clan tartans are in the march. I found a lot of stuff about the 2017 Tattoo and the tartans but no listing of clan names, except several mentions not related to the Tattoo, but of events surrounding it I think, of the chief of Clan McGregor.

    Running to dentist, I may try to find more later.

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  2. Jacqueline Taylor Robson says:

    The first time I went was in 1988. DH took me on my first trip to Scotland. I didn’t even know what it was! So exciting, and great entertainment. Bagpipes from around the world.

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  3. Sharon says:

    The bagpipes have such a distinctive sound and are really some kind of delight to the ear.

    In the 1950s, the annual band parade (just a long, long parade of high school bands from the extended region) held in Williston, ND and which I was always in during high school years, always ended with a group of bagpipes from Saskatchewan. One of my favorite memories about my dad, acquired during my youngest years before I was in the marching band from Culbertson, is seeing him position himself with his 35mm slide camera, to get the best photograph of the bagpipes. He delighted in them. He had visited the Tower of London and other sites during his stops in England during World War I service, and perhaps saw something like them there? I don’t know.

    As I carefully read through the first long stanza of the poem it struck me that part of our national decay today is in those who actually are those described in that stanza. We have had so many citizens and occupants who actually do take no pride in “our native land” and yes, they are those

    Whose heart hath ne’er within him burn’d,
    As home his footsteps he hath turn’d,
    If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
    The wretch, concentred all in self,

    Wow. There it is. The wretched aspect so well represented among our bureaucrats, politicians, legislators.

    Today we are seeing more of those whose honoring of native land IS finding voice. Thank God.

    But this is a great poem to feature, Stella – the language of it captures something that is real and so very important. Something virtuous and good and strong.

    Good stuff.

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    • Sharon says:

      I was in the Culbertson high school band during my 8th grade year, before I began my high school years at Dakota Lutheran Academy in Minot, ND. I played in the high school band but it is my fun, fun memory that during that 8th grade year in the Culbertson High School band I was a majorette, wearing the high white boots and the tall purple and gold hat with a great feather plume. That was a childhood dream that came true for that one year,

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    • stella says:

      It’s terrific – all of it – isn’t it? I can’t take credit for it, but I can take joy from it, and certainly highlight it.

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