{"id":2681,"date":"2025-01-14T16:31:34","date_gmt":"2025-01-14T16:31:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2681"},"modified":"2025-01-14T16:31:34","modified_gmt":"2025-01-14T16:31:34","slug":"three-tune-tuesday-rights","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2681","title":{"rendered":"Three Tune Tuesday &#8211; Rights"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\nIn this week&#8217;s Three Tune Tuesday, Boneapart and Yulia discuss the concept of *rights*, *human rights*, and *dignity* through playing and discussing three songs:\n\n\n\n\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li style=\"list-style-type: none;\">\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li>Rights of Man<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li style=\"list-style-type: none;\">\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li>The Minstrel Boy<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li style=\"list-style-type: none;\">\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n \t<li>Hard Times, Come Again no More<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n\n\n\nListen on the <a href=\"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/blind-skeleton-podcasts\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"333\">Blind Skeleton Podcast<\/a> page!\n\n<iframe style=\"width: 100%;\" src=\"https:\/\/player.hubhopper.com\/WyJodHRwczovL2ZlZWRzLmh1YmhvcHBlci5jb20vZGU0ZmNlNGU3MWY3YzUwNDFjNWMzMGU5YzQxYzE0ZGUucnNzIixmYWxzZSx0cnVlLHRydWUsMzI4Mjc5MzQsIiM0RjQ2RTUiLCJkZWZhdWx0IiwiZGVmYXVsdCJd?format=2\" height=\"388px\"><\/iframe>\n\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Lyrics<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Rights of Man<\/h3>\n\n\n\n\n(James Connoly)\n\n\n\n\n\nI speak with candour one night in slumber,\nMy mind did wander near to Athlone,\nTo that centre station of the Irish nation,\nWhere a congregation unto me was shown,\nBeyond my counting upon a mountain,\nNear to a fountain that clearly ran,\nThe earth did tremble I&#8217;ll not dissemble,\nAs they assembled for the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n\nAll clad in green I thought I seen,\nA virtuous Queen that was grave and old,\nSaying children dear do not fear,\nBut come and hear what I will unfold,\nThis fertile country for seven centuries,\nSince Strongbow&#8217;s entry into our land,\nHas been kept under by foes outnumbered,\nAnd robbed and plundered of the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n\nMy cause you chided and so derided,\nWhen all divided alas you know,\nAnd in disorder round Erin&#8217;s border,\nStrife grief and murder has laid you low,\nLet each communion detest disunion,\nAnd in love and union join hand in hand,\nBelieve in Graine and proud Britannia,\nNo more shall rob you of the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n\nThrough the azure sky I then did spy,\nA man to fly and he fast descends,\nStraightway comes down upon the ground,\nWhere Erin round had her bosom friends,\nHis dazzling mitre and cross was brighter,\nThan the stars at night or the midday sun,\nAnd in accents rare I do declare,\nHe prayed success unto the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n\nWhen his prayer was ended he condescended,\nHis hand to lend it in freedom&#8217;s cause,\nHe said I&#8217;ll aid you and always lead you,\nAnd still persuade you to Christian laws.\nWhen in affliction or sad restriction,\nMy benediction with uplifted hand,\nI may explain it you shall obtain it,\nAnd always gain it with the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n\nThen the population and congregation,\nIn exultation agreed to part,\nThey shook hands like brothers and kissed each other,\nWhile friends smothered each Irish heart.\nThey separated, exhilarated,\nAnd animated at what went on,\nAnd as day was breaking poor Shiels awaking,\nCried still be true unto the Rights of Man.\n\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">The Minstrel Boy<\/h3>\n\n\n\n\nThe Minstrel boy to the war is gone,\nIn the ranks of death you&#8217;ll find him,\nHis father&#8217;s sword he has girded on,\nAnd his wild harp slung behind him\n\n\n\n\n\n&#8220;Land of Song!&#8221; said the warrior bard,\n&#8220;Tho&#8217; all the world betrays thee,\nOne sword at least, thy rights shall guard,\nOne faithful harp shall praise thee!&#8221;\n\n\n\n\n\nThe Minstrel fell! But the foe man&#8217;s chain\nCould not bring his proud soul under,\nThe harp he loved ne&#8217;er spoke again,\nFor he tore its chords asunder\n\n\n\n\n\nAnd said &#8220;No chains shall sully thee,\nThou soul of love and bravery!\nThy songs were made for the pure and free,\nThey shall never sound in slavery!&#8221;\n\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Hard Times, Come Again no More<\/h3>\n\n\n\n\n(Stephen Foster)\n\n\n\n\n\nLet us pause in life&#8217;s pleasures and count its many tears\nWhile we all sup sorrow with the poor\nThere&#8217;s a song that will linger forever in our ears\nOh Hard times come again no more\n\n\n\n\n\nTis the song, the sigh of the weary\nHard times, hard times, come again no more\nMany days you have lingered around my cabin door\nOh hard times come again no more\n\n\n\n\n\nWhile we seek mirth and beauty and music bright and gay\nThere are frail forms fainting at the door\nThough their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say\nOh hard times come again no more\n\n\n\n\n\nTis the song, the sigh of the weary\nHard times, hard times, come again no more\nMany days you have lingered around my cabin door\nOh hard times come again no more\n\n\n\n\n\nTis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave\nTis a wail that is heard upon the shore\nTis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave\nOh hard times come again no more\n\n\n\n\n\nTis the song, the sigh of the weary\nHard times, hard times, come again no more\nMany days you have lingered around my cabin door\nOh hard times come again no more\nOh hard times come again no more\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In this week&#8217;s Three Tune Tuesday, Boneapart and Yulia discuss the concept of *rights*, *human rights*, and *dignity* through playing and discussing three songs: Listen on the Blind Skeleton Podcast page! Lyrics Rights of Man (James Connoly) I speak with candour one night in slumber, My mind did wander near to Athlone, To that centre [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2354,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2681","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-three-tune-tuesday"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2681","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2681"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2681\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2681"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2681"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2681"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}